Mafia Bts Novels & Stories

“You have no idea who the fuck you are talking to right now. I ought to whip you until you bleed for this disobedient and disrespectful outburst.” Her eyes widened and her mouth went dry as it hung open. Not at his threats but rather the vclaim that he made—his words echoing in her mind. The mafia king? As in the leader of the vicious MMM group from Karachi? Never in a million years had Anissa thought that she would be facing the leader of the most powerful mafia in the country. The identity of the leader of the mafia was kept hidden from the public but his malicious and merciless killings and acts were infamous throughout the country. Anissa wasn’t that much of a news person or a socialite

She looked at the maid with a kind weak smile . “You can call me Setenta, Madam." Setenta replied, causing Ana Sophia to scrunch her brows. “Sententa, the number 70?” Ana Sophia asked, and Sententa, seeing the look in Sophia’s face, avoided her gaze. Reading Sententa’s body language, Sophia immediately kept quiet; she immediately remembered that most Mafia families are involved in human trafficking. They don't hire servants; they buy slaves and give them names according to the number of servants they have. A normal person that grew up in the mafia would not be surprised by this.

It was the man she was bound to. Maruska Romanovich, Megan to some, tyrannical billionaire, also known as the harbinger of chaos among men of the underground. The mere whisper of his name struck fear in the bravest of hearts. The atrocities he has committed would put even the devil to shame. Even the world leaders dared not turn their attention on him, because of his deep-rooted connections within the dangerous Russian government.

I began, trying to keep my voice steady, "we understand your concern, but we've worked hard to make this world better." "Better?" he scoffed, his eyes flashing with anger. "You call this a better world? We're the fucking mafia!" His voice echoed through the grand hall, silencing the celebratory whispers of the Families. The tension grew palpable, the room feeling suddenly much smaller. "You're going to bring a child into this mess? Have you forgotten the price we've all paid?"

He asked. I shook my head slightly "No sir" He smirked and released my chin, "ever heard of the word, MAFIA!" He asked. What the hell was mafia I knew nothing, all I knew was my parents, I want my parents, I tried to speak but I muffled. "Speak with your lips Puttana" he said "N..no" I stuttered He smiled. "Well", he turned and walked to a table and sat on it "I'm Felix Montego", the leader of the ITALIAN MAFIA" he stated, he paused and looked at me from the distance his eyes scrutinized me.

“Because of you, I spent years in prison.” Mia’s heart pounded. “I don’t understand… Who are you?” Bryan yanked off the hood, revealing her face. His eyes opened in awe as he recognized her. He could never forget her face. This was the woman who had built the monster inside him. The woman who had shaped him into what he had become. This woman was well known in the mafia world before she had gone to prison— Bryan sent her to prison! Mia gasped, her body going rigid.

Dmitri spat out blood in my direction, an act of disrespect. I stood up from the chair and walked closer to him, raising his chin so he could take a look at me. "Unlike your miserable father, I am the biggest Mafia Lord in the entire city. Every single one of my enemies fears me, and they all have the right to do so. I am showing you mercy by exchanging your freedom for that of your sister, you should be thankful." I let go afterward, and with one last look at him, I walked out of the room.

How the fuck they are still allowing him to take shit over is beyond me the Bratva is one of the most strictest mafia groups along side the worst of the worst of people to ever walk the face of the planet the KKK, they are known to fuck shit up and ask questions later and now they are acting as if all is forgiven and allowing him to take shit over. Alexi has either paid a heft fucking due of there’s something we are all missing and Sapphire has something to so with it in and unintentional way only someone who has no fucking clue about it would.

“Celine! Lâu rồi không gặp. Bạn vẫn còn nhớ tôi là ai chứ? Celine hoảng sợ khi được Basil ôm cô vào lòng, cơ thể cô run rẩy như một đứa trẻ. Dù có chết cô cũng không thể quên được giọng nói của Basil. Tuy nhiên, chỉ có một điều Celine không thể ngờ tới, tại sao Basil lại làm việc ở công ty này, lẽ ra anh ấy phải đi làm việc ở nước ngoài mới phải. Bàn tay nhỏ nhắn của Celine nhẹ nhàng chạm vào khuôn ngực rắn chắc của Basil, cô run rẩy nói. "Húng quế! Tại sao bạn ở đây? Tôi nghĩ bạn nên ra nước ngoài để tiếp quản công ty của gia đình. Tại sao bạn lại đồng ý làm việc ở một công ty nhỏ như công ty F&A?

I just shook my head at him and smiled a little. "Eh? What type are you Reian? I heard that the 1st Mafia Boss here is handsome...what's his name?" Brenda asked Maureen, Maureen pouted as if she was thinking deeply. "Hellion....ah yes! Hellion, I heard he is the most handsome in the whole Mafia World hehehe" They both giggled. Even I was surprised by what they said but I couldn't help but smile. They don't know me being owned by Saint after all. So I have no right to hate the male flesh of my entire system.