Mafia Game Chapters Novels & Stories

In the underworld. While we keep a clean surface on top. A nobody surface. I broke the nobody on the surface rule of conduct. I'd become a billionaire on the surface and a billionaire in the underworld. And I was yet to see the person who would point it out for me. Mafia is NOT a game. And once you are in it, you can't escape. And if you want to, We kill you. But that's not all. We all have our superiors. In particular situations like

then he walked out and closed the door. Mia gasped as she greedily sucked air into her air deprived lungs. She massaged her neck as she fell on the bed, her breath coming out hard and fast. This was not the first time she felt close to death but each time she was always afraid. After all, no one wanted to die. She really did not want to die. Just like other mafia's, Adrian Osiander was ruthless and heartless. Imagine him trying to kill her with his hands just after mere seconds of asking her to spread her legs for him.

As the smoke from the explosion began to dissipate, the aftermath of the long-anticipated mafia wedding stood as a dark, twisted monument to chaos. Entangled amongst the debris and empty stare of terror on the guests' faces, I can feel my blood boiling with rage. It was supposed to be the first day towards my path to retribution; the day I made Lucia officially mine. Instead, it had become a macabre nightmare with probably a few important, high-ranking members probably dead.

She was simply… Watching. Every guard in the security room stared in horror. Then… Slowly… The woman raised one hand. And pointed directly toward Alessio’s ICU. The screens immediately turned black. Every monitor shut down. Power across the mansion flickered. Then… A whisper echoed through every speaker in the estate. A whisper that chilled every soul present. “The third kiss…” A pause. ”…will choose between love…” Another pause. ”…and the Mafia King’s life.” End of Chapter 7

“I caught a glimpse of that intense conversation you had with Cade in the service hall during intermission. Is... is that what has you so shaken up tonight?” I let out a long, ragged sigh, staring at the moonlit water. “Yes and no,” I answer quietly, my throat tightening. I want to tell him about the blood. I want to tell him about the knife and the shadow of Scarfo, but the mafia code of silence is a physical noose around my neck. I don't know who I’m allowed to trust anymore.

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“I’ve never been with a man before… but I’m not against the possibility. You’d better behave, Tristan, or I might just make your entire body ache with regret.” He turned and walked away, leaving me alone, bound and exposed, in the eerie silence of the warehouse. It was then, in the echoing emptiness, that the full horror of my situation truly dawned on me. I was caught in the crossfire of a brutal mafia war. Abducted by Vlad, I was now nothing more than a bargaining chip, a tool for his twisted vengeance against Giovanni. And the night, it seemed, was far from over.

Elizabeth grumbled with palpable disdain. "Fret not, my dear. There's a gathering scheduled for the day after tomorrow, and all the heads of the mafia will be in attendance. The Romano family holds the most power at present, and Lucas wouldn't dare miss the meeting. He must be there to prove that he can lead the entire underworld and uphold the legacy of his father. That will be our chance to strike at him." Wilson declared with a cunning smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth as he plotted the execution of his plan, ensuring that no one or nothing would impede its success.

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He faced me by turning his chair around. The cruel enemy's name is Emir Alffiaco. He was a horrible man. When I say terrible, I mean awful. I'm talking about the kind of evil that involves prostitution rings and the exploitation of young women. To make my life a living misery, he is exploiting even the mafia. I will not stop seeking justice to ensure that he rots away in the deepest part of hell.