Mafia Bts Novels & Stories

“What do you want from me?” “You’re aware of your father’s…profession?” Mia sighed deeply. “I know he’s the Avtoritet under the Pakhan of the Varnakov bratva, which makes him about number-three in their hierarchy, but I don’t know specifics. If you’ve brought me here to gain some kind of advantage, or obtain information, you’re out of luck. I want nothing to do with him or the russkaya mafiya.” “Hmm.” Shane gestured to a wet bar. “Drink?”

Few spectators who had ever got a glimpse of him often said only one line. "If one wants to see the nightmare dressed in a daydream they that's the new Bratva who is getting ready to take his father's position." Yes. Bratva is the most desirable looking man who can rip someone's heart while smiling and just the movement of his one finger, the country dances and so do the other mafias under him. He has a specific alliance with Italian and American mafia troops, depending on which even the CIA isn't interested to interfere in his business or movements.

Raynel continued, Tita looked over Tito, who gave her a weak nod, and she smiled weakly before facing them again. "Oh, I'm sorry about that. It's also a pleasure to meet you. I'm relieved that my baby has finally made friends. She's a bit of a loner, uhm... By the way, you can call me Tita Trixie." She politely responded by shaking their hands and smiling broadly, though her eyes conveyed her true emotion. Regret. She motioned us over to their receiving area, where I found three other guesses sitting on the long white couch. I recognized them. I'd met them once before when Dad introduced me to his mafia allies. If I'm not mistaken, they are one of Asia's most feared mafias.

a random dude asked. "Our name is Chaos and we aren't a mafia. We're a motherfucking family. We won't adhere to your bullshit mafia rules, we make our own. We are a family and are open to all. Join us if you choose. Our family is the strongest you will ever find." Blaise announced.

Although Sheril didn't believe her words, she smiled at her as she nodded. “ Ma'am....why don't you relax yourself and watch something. I'll prepare some coffee for you” Sheril offered to which Saanvi nodded. She sat on the couch throwing her head back on the headrest, she took the remote and turned it on. She didn't care which channel was playing, she had no mood to watch the TV. She agreed to it because Sheril asked her to do so. “ BREAKING NEWS.... The great Mafia gang, Pheonix has completed their another hunt. A corpse was found three days ago and it has been identified has Mr. Nick Pagett, who was involved in drug mafia.” the anchor read the news formally.

I could feel her hesitation in her voice. " We can argue later. Hit me on my head. " I said to her. " You can pretend. " She said. " He is Duante Rego, The Mafia Emperor. He will easily get this. " I heard footsteps increasing, " He's coming. Do it fast. Give both guns to Duante. You know the summary. " I said. She nodded and hit me with the back of the gun on my head. I felt hot red blood, dripping down. It got black all of a sudden as I hit the ground.

I said to him, “Mafia Tentrons is going down. We will expose Michael Ares.” Tyran chuckled over the phone after hearing me. “My ears were dying to hear this. Finally, I heard it. I thought you will wait till the Tentrons push the Mafia Blemish from the second position and the Gladiolus from the first and then, take over the entire Mafia world.” The Gladiolus was in the no.1 position, and the Mafia Blemish was in the second position among the most powerful and influential Mafias in the world. We were the best and we intend to protect this position, come what may.

“ I don't mind this because I follow orders, Antonella, and you should too! Because I'm tired of always saving you from our father's wrath. You know how hard it's been lately” by lately she means since my mother left by her own choice since she decided to leave this world and her two daughters at the mercy of a sweet but megalomaniacal guy who put the Mafia famiglia above the blood famiglia “ So you don't help matters by complaining?” "Who's coming to the ball tonight?" Beatrice was an athletic type, showing everywhere her delicate nose and blue eyes framed by her blond and extremely straight hair, besides having a huge heart, and accepting everything my father Arturo put as a rule, as absur

But on the other hand, I also felt worried about what he said earlier. “Farah, my work always involves something scary.” I had suspected this, but for now, I held back from responding because I wanted to hear everything he was hiding. He looked at me as if trying to strengthen himself before speaking again. “Boss Michael and I come from a very famous mafia group. The Noctis; Boss Michael is the leader.” Hearing this made me freeze instantly; my mind went blank because I didn’t know what to say. All this time, I had known that the mafia were terrifying criminals, involved in dangerous and tense lives. It was no wonder Diego got injured.

"I think you both need to sit down for this." They both walked over to the small seating area near the window. Stefan and Mia sat on the couch while Mose took the chair across from them, moving carefully but with determination. "I think it's the Santiagos." The name hit the room like a physical blow. Mia's eyes went wide, and Stefan's jaw tightened. "What?" Mia whispered. Mose nodded grimly. "The Santiago family." "The biggest Mafia family in Italy?" Mia asked, her voice barely above a whisper. "The family that everyone fears?" Another nod.