Mafia Fell Sans Novels & Stories

The mafia's maid "Fuck!" Jeremy causes out loud when his secretary came to tell him that his drugs has been dismantled by a mobster. "They all know that any mobster who turns against me must have a gruesome death," he said as he roared out loud. Ashley woke up early, as usual, she did her morning ablution and went straight to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, there she saw other maids with which she exchange greetings.

"Listen Sofia, this might be the last time you hear from me. Soon you'll see news about your father and our family on TV. Horrible accusations. Some are true and some are lies but always remember... You're the last heir of the Di Marco Mafia family and the final hope of our group. When you come of age, find Almond Yuturo. You hear me...? Listen to me Sofia, you must remain hidden forever... For as long as you can. Have no friends, stay away from the media, just remain in. My bag... There's a total of thirty thousand dollars inside. Take care of yourself and mask yourself when you move out to get supplies. Avoid cameras, avoid banks, avoid wireless transactions, and use cash only. I believe y

Trying to make up for earlier? I scoffed, as I threw the stuff forward, not caring in the slightest as it hit the mirror, forming a crack on it. ******* ANGELO; "It's all over the town. Your fallout with Mario's empire, not to speak of the Bianchi Syndicate. I heard the little brat is teaming up with them to get back at you. And you know what that means?" I was sat in the living room of the house, with Dok Massimo, former head of the Morano’s Empire, and rival of my father’s Mafia Gang. The man who had taken me in when I was but a lost grieving boy on the streets.

Alita's death caused a fall and I was too mentally drained to sort out the issues at that time. Thinking about it now, the mafia needed some extra revenue to prepare ahead in the case of a war or unforeseen financial situations. It would also make it easier to clean the money from the drug business. "Why didn't I think of this ever since?" I said slapping my forehead as I sat up in my chair. The noise from the chair attracted attention, I saw Gio look at me for a moment before turning back to continue the training, maybe he cared after all. I thought about getting things back to normal, it wouldn't be easy but I had to try. Suddenly I had an idea, I immediately placed a call.

“What if Nickolas didn’t actually die? What if he somehow survived, and Noah… what if Noah is deeply connected to him somehow?” Ren’s eyes widened sharply, his jaw tightening immediately. “Hold on a minute, Enzo,” he said, stepping closer to me. “Nickolas is dead. Your father made absolutely sure of that years ago. Him and his entire lineage. You know what the Vengas were—leeches who could steal a wolf’s power simply by touching them. If Noah was a Vengas, you’d be completely drained by now, with no strength or power left. Do you feel anything like that happening to you?”

He fell to his knees in the mud, covered his face with his hands, and let out a wail of utter despair. I disappeared for three full days. I didn't contact Alexander. I showed no sign of looking back. A man like Alexander, standing at the apex of the Mafia pyramid, having been humiliated so decisively, should have had his pitiful pride shattered long ago. I wiped down my Glock 17, watching the night view of Milan. It was time to go back to Sicily. There were still two blood debts to collect. Alexander was right about one thing: the Camorra scum had to die.

My father then began his little speech “We are gathered today to celebrate an engagement, nobody knew about it, but the Lion and Sorelli union is already something agreed upon and settled between me and our brother! Such happiness” I nudged Mirella “ Look there, Mirella, that's the animal I told you about” And my father continued talking “ Let's unite my daughter Mirella Leon and Enzo Sorelli... stand up children!” “That's him there Mirella...” she paid no attention to me and stood up as my father ordered, and my eyes got a little misty when I realized that the animal stood up with her. It could only be a mistake; my eyes were deceiving me. it was not possible that such a disgrace could have

I was at a loss as I did not see it coming. "I appreciate all those who are gathered here today. It's no doubt that you are all here to witness my shame and the fall of the Vatos Locos. Men of the mafia, my father; Roman Belfort, the capocimine of Vatos Locos, made a pact with the Bella Bandas. It's my wedding but my father who gave me out in marriage is nowhere to be found. I am being sold out to the Bandas. In the bid to become more powerful, my father foolishly orchestrated his own downfall. I will watch my back my own way and I don't give a damn!" "What the fuck! This is a war cry! I gritted out as Leia continued with her gibberish.

PAST The tension was palpable as four mafia bosses sat facing each other in the hall, seething and trading accusations, their hands poised to grab their guns if necessary. A fragile peace had held sway for seven years, sustained by lucrative business deals and treaties. It was a peace born of a shared desire to spare their children the fear of losing loved ones, a desire spearheaded by Leonardo Moretti, the founder of this uneasy alliance. However, with Moretti's death, the group's cohesion was on the brink of collapse.

Ivyrose’s POV “A year ago it was all over the news how New York was finally Mafia free. The Mafia Dons and all their goons, along with all corrupt government agents were either all put behind bars or killed in the biggest entrapment in history, thanks to the genius of billionaire Christopher Stanford. He made a program that could hack…”