Mafia: Definitive Edition Review Novels & Stories

(Rachel’s pov) The ground was shaking under my feet. All I could think was, ‘Rachel, it’s your last day. This mafia will bury you alive today.’ But thankfully I heard a thud. Turning back, I witnessed Vincenzo rubbing his left foot which got hit by the bedside. He was particularly glaring at me with those crisp eyes. I quickly stepped out to run away, but his call stopped me again. Quietly, I passed the file above the cupboard outside and pushed the pen drive into my pocket.

Volume/Book 1: The Stylish Mafia Girl & Her Muse Mafia men have been the trend of town for ages; their dominance over the world resembles a ghost ruling the graveyard—driven by that statement when exceptionally beautiful female Simone Thompson—the ruling Mafia of Austria vows to change the belief, then destruction is accompanied by terror, action, and the everlasting love to kill for adventure.

I was sitting on his lap, which was obviously the cause of his pouting, wanting me to sit on his lap, while Luca was stating something while reading a pile of papers. "Explain the situation," Damien said, as he held my waist, whilst looking at Luca. Luca flipped the papers he was holding, before he said, "Hyena. A top tier mafia clan that has been our long rival. Ruled by the infamous Eric, this mafia clan has been causing a bit of trouble for the past few years. However, that trouble wasn't directed to us. Rather, they were even cautious about even making a move towards us. But for some reason.. After years, they finally made a move. "

I was glad to be back in my secure and happy zone. Book Two: THE MAFIA EMPEROR will come soon!

I stood on my tiptoes and kissed him quickly only to be interrupted by Landon. "Can't you two seriously wait? We're kind of in the middle of something if you don't remember." I grinned at him before shooting one of the opposing mafia members just before they could reach him, unbeknownst to him due to his complaining. His eyes widened as he glanced back at the body lying behind him then turned to face me again. "Thanks." I nodded, the grin growing on my face.

I was trapped, with no escape from the horrors that awaited me. Dominic's eyes seemed to bore into my soul, his gaze piercing and unrelenting. "You see, Lucia, I've been waiting for someone like you. Someone who can understand me, who can see the truth behind the lies." His voice was low and hypnotic, drawing me in despite my fear. "And now that you're here, I'll never let you go." I struggled against the cuffs again, but they only seemed to tighten. Panic set in as I realized the true extent of my predicament. I was trapped, at the mercy of a madman with a twisted vision. And then, Dominic's eyes seemed to gleam with an eerie light. "Let the game begin," he whispered, his voice dripping wit

If the opponent knows everything about you, then you are already losing. That is how things will always be in friendship, love, and war. Sierra and Alek's situation is unique: living under the same roof, sleeping on the same bed, and being tied with marriage by someone who is almost but not quite an enemy. The blurry line between a suspect and a criminal is evidence, and both of them don't have one yet. At this rate, it will be a contest of who catches the other first. The second contest would be how big damage it can cause.

I pressed my lips together and sat back because I didn't have any solutions. Maybe Amadeo could have locked him up or hurt him or something! But it would be better than killing him. But he couldn't do that to each and every person that ever messed with him. Where would he have the space? And people would think he was weak. Why am I even thinking about this stuff? I pressed two fingers against my temple and massaged away the headache that was starting to form. My life was so much simpler a few months ago. Work at my job, come home, party, go to bed. Start it all over again the next day. Now I was trying to see things from the perspective of a mafia boss.

"When did he become a bodyguard? My Diego is not a bodyguard, Drake! He's mine! Call him now! Or give me his number. I need him!" Carolina Del Fiore, commonly known as Carmella, is the only daughter of Eagle Sebastian Del Fiore, the mafia Don of the Del Fiore clan. She is untouchable, incredibly stubborn, and often acts like a spoiled brat who ignores the rules set by her father. Despite her father's restrictions, she comes and goes as she pleases, showing little concern for authority. To be honest, she can be quite a pain. I sighed, resting my back as I looked at her. She chuckled with a fake laugh.