Mafia Brothers Wattpad Novels & Stories

I swear if they didn't kill him, I would eventually. "We don't kill women unless they're a witness." Pavlo murmured in his thick accent and my eyes widened. Am I a witness? Micah scoffed from besides me. Yurik seemed to be younger than the two but I could tell that he was in charge. How did they expect me to help Micah get out of his debt? Who was this brother he spoke of and was he really as heartless as they made him out to be? Of course he was, it's the fucking mafia.

They wanted me to pay in interest . Before Fred and I dated I'd poured out my heart to him about my Dad and how my brother died . I knew just how much pain being a part of the mafia had cost my family ,but I excluded the part of my brother owing the Syndicate because I was scared ...I was very scared he'd try to pay the depts my brother owed or worse even confront them .... Little did I know he was part of the mafia himself ....funny enough he was the second in command of the mafia .

“What I’m asking is... is he involved in the mafia or something?” Shoot! Mothertruker! “Ah...” I shrugged, attempting to dismiss the worry. “No... Pff! Of course not,” I said with a laugh that felt more like a desperate attempt to cover my fear. “There’s this rumor,” she said, her voice dropping to a whisper. “They say your brother and his friends are all tied to the mafia. They’re filthy rich because of it, and they’re involved in... unspeakable things. Selling girls, committing murders and blah, blah.”

Summer "Who are the Marcini brothers, and what did I do to them?" I asked. "Well, they are the leaders of an Italian mafia organization," Amelia explained. "They're ruthless and don't forgive anyone. A few months ago, you scammed them, and they've been hunting you ever since." I rubbed my hand over my face, silently regretting everything I had done today. Maybe I should have been nicer to Ethan. If the Marcini brothers ever found their way here, this family wouldn't hesitate to throw me out of the estate to save themselves.

Death is not the end, at least not for me. My soul drifted above the abandoned chemical plant, the air thick with the stench of rust and chemicals, watching Farrow's men moving below. The brazenness of the attack sent shockwaves through the underworld. The man in charge of this whole messy affair was none other than the new Don of the Steele family: my brother, Farrow. I watched as my own broken body was dragged from behind a pile of stinking industrial waste barrels. The face was unrecognizable, the limbs twisted at unnatural angles.

Nyla felt like the ground had opened beneath her feet. “No, no, no, no.” She whispered. Her father looked between them. “Wait… you two know each other?” Adriel crossed his arms. “Unfortunately.” Miranda laughed lightly. “That’s wonderful! You already know each other.” Wonderful? Nyla felt anything but wonderful. This couldn’t be happening. The masked mafia lord. Her high school bully. The man who had threatened her only hours ago was about to become her stepbrother. “I can’t do this,” Nyla said suddenly.

Dear Sofia, It is your brother Stefano, the new leader of the Diaz Mafia. I'm writing this to thank you for sending our brother's body home to us. I am deeply upset about his death but you had your reasons. I warned him not to do anything stupid and so did the other brothers since we knew this was a war we could not win, even if we tried. Ace's men are simply too skilled and Ace himself, is the epitome of power. Raul broke into your house, with the intention to kill, it only seems fair that you had to defend yourself against him .

"I'm the leader of a mafia group." There was silence in the room as the brothers kept looking at each other. Juilliard trying to see if what Richard said was actually true. Richard is trying to read how his brother took the news. "Are you serious about this? You lead a mafia?" "Yes. I won't be saying more about that due to privacy reasons and also to keep you safe." ' My brother is more dangerous than I thought. He not only hunts other human species but he's also a mafia leader! Wow, I really didn't know anything about him then.'

he greeted coolly, emphasizing my full name just to get under my skin—he knew how much I hated it. “Where’s Xavier? And mama? And Aria and Amara?” Gianna asked eagerly. “I’m right here,” Xavier Ammassari’s voice rang out, his smile easy and confident as he strolled over to us. Both Ammassari brothers were devastatingly handsome, carrying the undeniable presence of men who led one of the most powerful mafia families in the country. The only difference? Xavier wore his power with effortless charm, while Leo carried his with arrogance. “Xavier,” Gianna hugged her oldest brother tightly and I won’t deny, I felt a twinge of longing and jealousy to see the close-knit bonding between the three of t

He said. Rage flashed in his grey eyes. Shehryaar held no regard for traitors. He dared to betray him! Red hot anger pulses through his veins. He wasn't surprised since the eastern mob had been growing strong lately but what he didn't expect was that one of his one people would turn out to be the spy. He trusted all his men. He was a leader, a Mafia boss of the most dangerous gang in the country, the Mutehda Muhajir movement (united emigrates' movement) party that was on the surface a political party fighting for the rights of the emigrants who came from the neighbouring countries yet in truth, it was a malicious Mafia gang that recruited and trained emigrants and made them into killing mach