Mafia Bxb Novels & Stories

“Everything’s ready inside. Security has been checked twice.” I nodded. “Good. You can leave after you bring in the files from the North office branch tomorrow morning.” “Yes, Boss.” He left, and I walked in alone. The place looked new, I dropped my coat on the couch and moved toward the window. The view was nice, at least Luca knew I loved seeing the night lights and traffics. He has been with me since my Dad sent me out of the country the if his death before he passed out. I had worked hard like a dog, clawing my way up through blood and loyalty until the name Vicente Russo started to echo again in the underworld, not as the son of a dead man, but as the man himself.

Her robe was drawn tightly around her thin frame, her dark hair streaked with silver, her eyes searching her daughter’s face for answers. Elena forced a smile. “I’m fine, Mama.” Her mother frowned, unconvinced, but said nothing as Elena stepped inside. The warmth of home wrapped around her, smelling faintly of soap and the stew her mother had made earlier. Her little brother was asleep on the couch, his head lolling against the armrest, a comic book slipping from his hand. Elena’s chest tightened. She carefully tucked a blanket over him and brushed the hair from his forehead. He was only twelve. Too young to carry the weight of debts and mafia threats. Too young to understand that his sister

] He grabbed the bottle of whisky and poured himself another large shot tossing it back in an angry motion. ‘Cazzo di diavolo, vediamo, solo la Bratva, Dmitri vorrebbe riaverla nelle sue grinfie, poi c'è il Cartello, pensa ai titoli dei giornali che vorrebbero avere la mia donna e una duchessa per l'avvio, anche la mia stessa mafia, molti di loro scambierebbero la moglie e i figli per averla colpita, oh e non dimentichiamo Khalid, Se le avesse messo le mani addosso, beh, non sarebbe stato piacevole per lei.’ [Fucking hell man, let’s see, only the Bratva, Dmitri would love to get her back in his clutches, then there’s the Cartel, think of the headlines they would love having my woman, and a D

He glanced at Alejandro for confirmation. Alejandro’s cold glare met him. He rolled his eyes, knowing exactly how this would play out. Brian was as cunning as his father, too sly to be tricked easily. “Open them,” Alejandro ordered. His men obeyed, flipping the cases open. Brian’s face lit with twisted delight at the sight of the cash. He nodded approvingly, his grin demonic, his fingers grazing the bills as if caressing the body of a woman. The Mafia boss scoffed. “I’ve fulfilled your demand. Now tell me where my mia bella is. Then you may leave freely.” His words carried no warmth, but they were deadly serious. Everyone listening knew it.

“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?”

My father spoke out as he wiped a tear from his eyes from laughing so hard. “What is it?” I asked shortly. The familiar pain in my heart was returning, and I needed to see if Allegra’s letter came today. “As you know, the Italian and American Mafias have never been so successful, profitable, and organized.” Xavier spoke out as he leaned back in his chair. I walked back over to the bottle of whiskey and poured myself another glass.

“Oh my God! You can't believe how relieved I am to see you. You came to save me. I knew you liked me. Thank you for coming to get me. These idiots kidnapped me. I don't even know what happened to my friend—” Slap! Xavier slapped Bianca across the face, cutting her off. He smirked in satisfaction at Bianca's expression after he slapped her. “You—you instigated my kidnapping?” Bianca asked, her hand clasping her burning cheek, her eyes widening in realization and fear as she looked at Xavier's looming and intimidating figure in front of her. Looking at Xavier now, she realized she had messed with someone very powerful. This man was a mafia, she could tell now. “Yes. And if only you knew what I

He was the most reverred mafia boss in the whole city, but an actor will always have a rival. "What are we going to do there?" Alexa enquired. " I have a few scores to settle." ************************************** The hoodie was at the outskirts of the town, home to many drug dealers, and lawbreakers. Gabrielle's rival was Xuan, a notorious bandit and kidnapper. In the past, Gabrielle and Xuan ruled the city in the underground as friends. But the heart of man is desperately wicked, and the two friends turned against each other. It was in a bid to settle their scores, that Gabrielle came to the hood.

Thank you to everyone who has read it. I'm glad so many of you have enjoyed the story. Book two in the Mafia series begins after this point. Sick For Them It is a dark mafia romance. It is not the typical BXG and is MMMF romance. This story is one in which she is kidnapped, and the mafia saves her, and falls in love with her.

"Miya, if Sophia causes trouble again, just give me a call. I will stand by you. If she hurts me, uncle Sean won't just let her off. With uncle Sean and Xenon Uba protècting you, l'm sure the mafia boss won't want to displease both the Smiths and the Uba’s for the sake of his insolent daughter." "Thanks so much, Jodie." Miya said gratefully, then she added, "I don't really want to make it a big deal though, but just to keep it between her and me." "You are my friend. I don't want anything bad will happen to you." Miya looked at Jodie with a Smile and said, "I'm so grateful to have you as a friend, Jodie, but I do want tọ keep it quiet, well, as best as I can" What am l to Xenon Uba? If I cau