Mafia Ganteng Novels & Stories

The next day all Mafia's families where invited to a gala, and gala was everything Mia hated. Gold. Crystal. Music so smooth it felt like a lie. The Santori Ballroom glowed beneath cascading chandeliers, polished marble reflecting power and wealth in equal measure. Mafia families filled the space with tailored suits, jeweled gowns, and smiles sharp enough to cut. Alliances were whispered between sips of champagne. Threats were hidden behind laughter. And Mia stood in the middle of it all—on Mark’s arm.

Zimmerman took throughout his youth, when he talked about the foods of the countless countries he visited. Tadeu, a current mafia leader of the A'Ndrangheta , is known as the "crown jewel" of Italian organized crime , with impressive annual revenues and a presence on almost every continent. most powerful criminal organization in the world , was the lover of a painter and artist from the city, as well as an agent of Goki. He was in his bedroom in his suite, with his wife and his lover, whom they shared from time to time, they shared their bodies and their intelligence and their ability to obtain information.

Behind her, Giovanni raised a blade crafted from stone pulled from a black crater, veined with gold. “The offering will come to the altar of her own will,” the priestess murmured “She will”, Giovanni said.

he replied and took a step closer to me, "I need you to know Ms. Moretti, this is not an ordinary gala, it's also a display of dominance in this world of ours." "What world? Is there something I need to know now?"I asked and Mr. Bianchi stepped forward "I am sure you must have heard rumors about me being involved in the mafia world," he said and I looked away immediately, he moved closer to me, gently placing his hand on my chin and raising my head up to meet his eyes. "Well, you didn't hear wrong. Most of the people you are meeting today are involved in the mafia world and it's not just that, Marco had also stepped his foot into that world with your money, so you should know you are going t

Growing up, my life wasn’t a fairytale despite what it may have looked like, my parents were wealthy and I needed or wanted nothing but their attention, their love, and their gentleness unfortunately though those words were not in my parents vocabulary instead they used violence and had both me and my brother growing up around petty thieves and criminals which is why when I decided to leave my childhood home I promised myself that i would never get involved with anything like that ever again. “Cole Jones?” I suddenly ask in a low whisper as my eyes continue to look down at him, his smirk still present on his lips but his eyes were following my co-worker who apparently ran out without sputter

And second—always follow the first rule. Rhys knew the day he stepped foot in this mafia world that this was not going to be easy, and he was not the boy to do easy things. He preferred challenges, thrilling and dangerous ones. And his trust in himself brought him near the pillars of success, as most feared man in underworld and worldwide. He had both the looks and money to buy anything, with just a flick of his fingers. Women, cars, houses, buildings, he could even buy those two lost shipments once again only working a minute. But love….

Kai Pov It's been six months since Ian and I found out that we share the same mate. First, I join him to kill him but what am I doing is opposite, I made him strong, undefeatable, and king. Yep, as he asked for he became king of Mafia gangs all over the world except an old Mafia bloodline in Russia called 'BLOOD'. There are many rumors that gang leader and many in the gang were vampires.

Svetlana Yulia Kozlovsky The specters of my ruin looked less than concerned if even this wreck was going to end in a heart arrest. The Giannini's was your typical shark in grey waters. Territorial, power-hungry, and predators of sharp teeth with a jaw to regenerate a new set every fortnight. To them, Mafia was their family gridiron with acquaintances and consociate on every nook and cranny. They come up strong with cohesive reciprocities pulling them at leverage.

Zera nods, thinking that they can't take Josh's gun because there are too many of them and if they take what one has, the others won't think twice about shooting them. "Then what about you?" Gavin asked Xanti. "My dad is a mafia. Since I was a kid he turned me to be a monster. He trained me to kill," Xanti said making them goosebumps except for Gavin. Xanti's friends didn't know that, they only knew that the young man was talented because he was good at fighting. "What is the mafia?" Gavin asked in a whisper to Zera but they also heard they couldn't stop shaking their heads. "Those are highly illegal people and most of them are motivated by money and violence. You can't get them either. So a

Marisa admitted, her nervous smile betraying her uncertainty. Blade, maintaining her formidable demeanor, uncrossed and recrossed her legs, assuming a regal posture. "Well, I'll enlighten you about the Gambino family," she declared, her tone commanding attention. "We're the most feared mafia family globally. Only the heartless and the strongest individuals earn a place within our ranks." Blade paused, then rose to her feet.