Mafia Brothers Wattpad Novels & Stories

His eyes are already bloodshot when I finally stand in front of him, his skin looking sallow, and it's clear that he's been in this chair for a while. Disgust wars inside me with a strange sense of pity as I look at the man in front of me. Despite the fact that it's a dog-eat-dog world in organized crime, there's a certain sense of brotherhood between warring families. Even enemies can see the good in one another, understanding that it's the competition that pushes us all to be the best we can be. My taking over his businesses and luring away his men wasn't personal; it was just how things go. It is clear to me from the dejected expression on his face and the overwhelming scent of whiskey th

“Decide, brothers. Now.” The word brothers landed like a blade. Nico flinched. Luca went still. Matteo’s lip curled in disgust. Brothers. That single word told me everything—they weren’t just childhood friends, they had once loved him like blood. And now his voice shook them like nothing else could. I gripped the knife still strapped to my thigh. “We can’t just sit here. If Umbra’s men—” Matteo cut me off by shoving something cold and heavy into my palm. His gun.

Justin have long dried up during his walk back. The few mafias around them where practically drooling at the monstrosity of the two monster cock but the twin ignored them. What is the use of staring when none of their pussies could take either of them. "Walk with me. I just got news from outside the continent. The world is getting more ans more turbulent. The number of talented mafia sprouting are many and everywhere is heating up like a volcano, ready to erupt anytime. The seven brothers are not having it easy on themselves either" Jose said and the two chuckled. That is what they call their dad and uncles, the seven brothers, with no care in the world, but why they are really chuckling is

Little did they know that this was going to change very soon. "Nothing to worry about the pretty little head of yours" My son andrew said "I have already enrolled twins grayson and klara to America's best school , which you all are going to start two- three days after we arrive at America" Everyone nodded and went back to talking and chilling. We have alliance with American Mafia and i guess its going to help Klara with security since America Mafia is at number one then followed by Italian Mafia then Spanish then French then Russian and last but not least Mexican . There are other mafias too but these are good mafias.

’ [Little brother, have you come to taste the little Bratva whore? Alessandro looked at his brother, ‘Perché? Perché l'hai presa e perché non me l'hai detto?’ [Why? Why did you take her and why didn’t you tell me?] ‘Lei è la moglie del Bratva Pakhan è stata una buona occasione da perdere ed è così fottutamente caldo, vincere, vincere fratellino e non sei stato informato perché non sei mafia non ti riguardava’ [She’s the wife of the Bratva Pakhan it was to good an opportunity to miss and she is so fucking hot, win, win little brother and you were not informed because you are not Mafia it did not concern you]

Albert dragged the trembling boy along with him leaving Fenrir on Damien's mercy. "Hmm... I heard that you like to see your men fucking those innocent young boys?" Damien asked holding his chin. "Whatever you do Damien, I am not afraid of you." Fenrir snorted. "Call 'Brothers' and tell them to fuck him until he is left with no sperm." Damien instructed and left for his office. 'Brothers' was a group of 5 Italian mafia men. They were built with heavy muscles and had ugly appearance with curly hair and dragon tattoos all over their body. They were famous to be ruthless in their job and were bisexual.

“He treated him as if he were a real child and left him in charge of everything. But since fate was cruel to him, the family he had begun to grow and love was slaughtered. All the members of the mafia there, including the old man who adopted him.” “They burned the entire headquarters to make sure no one survived the slaughter.” “Even though fate had been cruel to him, they still allowed him to survive that horrific incident. He also found that the massacre's perpetrator was his beloved brother. He felt so much hatred and anger that he decided to fight tooth and nail, even though it was impossible, so he raised the shattered mafia and renamed it Stan Mafia.” “He also learned that his brother

Suddenly he started to laugh like I cracked a joke or something. "Oh god jaan! You are so naive! Looks like my brother did not tell you what we are in reality. We are mafia jaan real ones. We kill people like mosquitoes. I have lost count of the people I have killed till now. And I am not a human jaan, you said it correctly.

For six years, my stepbrother Draven, the heir to a mafia family, and I have been in a secret relationship. Every night, his hands would trace every curve of my body with desperate hunger. The way he would look at me in those intimate moments made me believe I was the only woman who could ignite such passion in him. Until a month ago, when I found out I was pregnant. The day before Valentine's Day, I snuck into his study, planning to surprise him.

Nyra stared at the screen blankly for a few seconds before raising an eyebrow, “Why am I looking at a picture of Professor Moore?” Elara turned her head sharply to her friend, tears pooling in her eyes, “That's my brother” Nyra inhaled loudly, the sound harsh in the quiet of the room, like she’d been punched in the chest. “What the fuck.”