Mafia Bxb Novels & Stories

“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.

As I grew older and overheard conversations between papa and his 'colleagues', I soon figured out what the fuck was going on. I was fourteen when I found out. My papa killed his brother and his family to take over the Spanish mafia himself. He did all of this for money. Our family wasn't poor before this, so papa had no reason to be this greedy. He got caught up in all of this avarice that he ended up killing his own family. It wasn't like uncle Pedro didn't send us money either, he would always help us when we asked. Yet, papa didn't appreciate his brother's efforts enough...

And his tall frame always manages to shame the door of my room, casting a shadow that's greater than the door could ever dream of. But as impressive as Luciano's physical attributes are, they can't change the fact that he's a monster. He's the infamous Mafia boss of the Silver Fox mafia gang club and my worst nightmare. He took my life away from me years ago and relegated me to the life of being nothing but a slut and a plaything to him.

"Being a part of the mafia society is a lot. But it's a whole lot more when you're a leader. Remember the incident that had occured that made me step down from my position as Don?" "Yeah." I sighed deeply, massaging the bridge of my nose with a combined effort of my thumb and index finger. It wasn't such a beautiful incident to remember. 3 years ago, Alexander was very much the Don of the Russo family. One of our rival mafia families had attacked our men at the Russo barracks. It had been very unexpected, leading to the loss of a few men. Unfortunately, Alex's wife; Bella had decided to pay a visit to the Russo factory which was situated in the barracks. She had been heavily pregnant during

Tony said simply. “What like the Mafia?” Said Grace shocked. “The Mafia is the Italian version, you already met Xan who is the Chinese Gang Syndicate leader and you already met the European one as well!" Tony said carefully. “Xan, that arsehole I just stared down?” Grace said and Tony nodded. "Who is the European one?” She asked quickly. Tony sighed and said “Kurt Blackwood!” There was a silence as the blood drained out of Grace’s face. She felt like someone had ripped her heart out and kicked her in the stomach at the same time.

Ken answered, “As long as you’re with me you’ll be safe.” “Why is that?” I asked. “I am one of the most feared Mafia leaders out there,” he smirked,”Only the stupid people dare to mess with me.” “Okay then,” I mutter. “We’re here,” Cole announced. “Lets party,” Dexter cheered. We got out of the car, and I looked at the big house in front of me. “Jesus you guys must be billionaires,” I gaped. "What did u expect,” Ken clarified. We walked into the house, and I was surprised to see everyone look so……classy.

"Four people." "Families, technically. Old money connected to old violence. They do not operate directly. They manage conditions. The same way the Council managed conditions. Except they manage the conditions of the entire layer." "Names." The Broker opened the file to the first page. He turned it toward us. Two of the four names I recognized from financial intelligence that Rem had built across the past months. Old European money with legitimate faces over criminal infrastructure. The third was a name I had never encountered. The fourth name was one I had encountered once. In a file Rem had flagged. He had been unable to verify it because the verification trails all went cold.

They found a technician working on what he told them to be a sound system that would stimulate the sound of nature and would display heat signatures like that of a prey or opponent. “Your father did most of the work,” Anna spun around and saw the renowned Doctor Maria Rodriguez, the leader of the medical team, who was a renowned expert in lycanthropic medicine and known to provide compassionate and specialized care to both the military and the civilian werewolf population. She had led the hospital well and they now utilize the latest research and technology to develop personalized treatment plans, addressing everything from lunar cycle management to chronic pain and anxiety. As Doctor Maria

Giulia would be quick to act on her threats if anything went wrong. Sasha had seen first hand what Giulia was capable of. The girls had told her horror stories during her stay at the brothel. Giulia sold women who weren’t behaving, shipping them off to awful, far worse brothels in Russia. Giulia worked for the Italian mafia. The girls had told her so. And as such, Giulia had a ton of resources at her disposal. Resources that were beyond the reach of the law. “Fine. Enjoy the vineyard. But Sasha, this is the last of it. Do you hear me? After this weekend, you are NOT to hang out with these people. You’re not their friend. I own you, and don’t you forget it.”

From the shadows emerged Giovanni—not angry, not surprised, but grinning. “Well done,” he said to Alessandro. “I knew you’d find her.” Alessandro stepped forward defiantly. “Let her go. This isn’t who she is.” “No,” Giovanni countered. “It’s who you are. A test you’ve failed.” More footsteps echoed—guards and the priestess. She glided in like a ghost, her robes pristine and untouched by the grime around them. “You’ve made your choice,” she said to Adrianna. “And now the bloodline continues.” Alessandro pulled a knife from beneath his coat. Giovanni raised a hand, and with a nod, the guards moved in. They didn’t kill him; Giovanni was far too cruel for that. Instead, they dragged them both aw