Mafia Gang Leader 소설 & 이야기

he exasperated "True" I nodded my head. This guy is a pathetic liar. "So, you're cool with your girlfriend being part of the mafia?" "Yes, we gotta do anything for the cash" he chuckled "And you do know what mafia she belongs to and the leader of it?" I raised an eyebrow.. this dude walked into the lion's den without even realizing it. "umm.. no" he scratched his head confused "Welcome to Scarface" I started speaking dramatically while walking about... "Where the leader is Alonso, the father of the girl who you impregnated and dumped after getting access to her wealth" I stopped and gave him a death stare to see his reaction

“But I have other aspirations in life. Becoming a mafia wife was never part of my plan.” “Watch your words when you speak of my son,” Mirella warned without looking at her, her attention fixed on the painting as if each word she spoke was just another stroke of the brush. “Dante isn’t just a simple mafioso, as you say. He is the leader of the ’Ndrangheta. The mere mention of the Bellandi name makes lesser men tremble. Don’t get it twisted, girl.” Her tone was soft, but every syllable carried a sharp edge—a reminder that Svetlana was a foreigner in a world that didn’t belong to her.

" he said while taking his gun out of this holster My eyes went to his gun, I could feel the sweat on the back of my neck. He stood up and grabbed my chin, "look me in the eyes doll and tell me who you saw" he said. I looked him in the eyes and pointed to the man that stood beside the table. JAMES POV. One thing we don't stand for in the Russo Italian Mafia is rape and killing of women, unless they are witnesses. We do drugs, Murders and other organized crimes. We defend women who have been raped, and send the fuckers who rape women to hell.

I bite my lower lip and sighed deeply. " We should go. " he politely said, resting his hand on my lower back. " He's Antonio Rego, younger brother of my father. He is also mafia. He decided things are good or bad for his people. He likes everything to work according to him. You'll speak when it requires. " he said and caught sight of me. " I had heard, you are the Emperor." I asked, " You didn't talk about it. I was thinking um.. " I stopped.

And then he froze on one of the name. "Dimitri Novikov," he said slowly. "I know that name." My gaze snapped to him. "You do?" He nodded. "Yeah, he is part of the Russian Mafia, he used to run weapons and drugs in the north. I know his son, his name is Pyotr. The guy is a ruthless bastard, we crossed paths in Milan four years ago, when I was away for business. All I can tell you is he doesn't like Italians much. But he hates the Bianchis even more."

“You have no idea who the fuck you are talking to right now. I ought to whip you until you bleed for this disobedient and disrespectful outburst.” Her eyes widened and her mouth went dry as it hung open. Not at his threats but rather the vclaim that he made—his words echoing in her mind. The mafia king? As in the leader of the vicious MMM group from Karachi? Never in a million years had Anissa thought that she would be facing the leader of the most powerful mafia in the country. The identity of the leader of the mafia was kept hidden from the public but his malicious and merciless killings and acts were infamous throughout the country. Anissa wasn’t that much of a news person or a socialite

He looked over to me and smiled sarcastically. " Life isn't fair darling. " I ignored him as he finished paying and he grabbed both of the bags and led me out the store. He called one of the guards to come get the bags on his phone and one of them came as quick as lightening and went back to the front of the mall. " How do you know them well enough to have their numbers? " I asked him and he shrugged. " Killian owns the mall- " I lifted my hand and shook my head.

he whispered and pulled her up from the ground. He led her back to the room and sat her down on the bed. "I know you don't remember me so let me introduce myself. I'm Alexander Miguel soon to be the boss of the Black mafia and you are my one way ticket through that door. I'll give you one minute to completely hand yourself over to me or I'm going to start killing everyone you love, no more beating around the corner," he whispered with a serious face. Siana looked into his face trying to crack the joke behind his words but she found nothing. He was being serious. The room was quite as his vicious eyes tore through her.

He remembered because he nodded his head and turned around to look at his little brother and every team member of his mafia. "I, Dante Matthews, officially quit as your mafia leader. After today, you won't see me my wife, or any of my children in the future in this underworld business. From this day forward, my little brother, Boris Matthews is your one and only official mafia boss of this gang. Have a great life forward everyone and goodbye." he bids goodbye to his gang. Every man, including Boris, got down on their knees and bowed down in front of Dante in respect.

Dana insisted. "I'm sorry for keeping a secret from you, Dana. But I hope it won't change your mind about me." Marcus nervously said, as he starts sweating. Dana gently held Marcus' hand, as she gave him an encouraging smile. "I trust you, Marcus." she firmly stated. Marcus took a deep, calming breath and he mustered all his courage to speak. "Dana, my grandfather, Michael Montserrat was the Godfather or the leader of an organized Mafia crime group, which is notoriously called as "La Familia." he started.