Mafia Ganteng Novels & Stories

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….

He placed his hand on the heart and said, "Gosh my name sounds so lovely from the pretty little mouth of yours" I rubbed my templates in irritation. He chuckled and voiced, "Ok I won't tease anymore. I kidnapped you to kill you the cause of the grudge I have for Red Monster". I scrunched my brows and asked, "Who the hell is this Red Monster?". He made a confused face and asked, "Don't tell me RM didn't tell you about his mafia business?". That's when everything came to sense that he is talking about Ian. So, Ian's Mafia name is Red Monster. My thoughts were snapped by Bastian's voice, "Don't you try to lie to me, princess". I nodded my head and replied, "RM didn't tell me his business name t

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.

Amidst the fireworks, gunshot echoed through the wedding hall. People were running to save themselves. Sebastian was trying to save the bride which was the the target of Red Rosé Gang. He was fighting. The bullets were being fired and punches were being thrown. He grabbed the bride and hid her in the closet of nearest room. The gang was fighting, the enemy was stronger than before but they had to eliminate the evil. He was saving the bride. But couldn't save himself. He needed someone to save him.

Niko said as he strolled into the tiny apartment I'd rented for the week. I didn't even look up. Just buried my face in my hands. "You're the last person I want to see." He ignored that. Of course he did. "I'm your favorite person," he said with that crooked smile that never quite fit his face. He was a hard man built from glass shards and iron will. He'd been Capo of the Italian mafia, and now here he was, standing in my kitchen like a bad memory, holding a suit like we were about to play dress-up.