Mafia King Novels & Stories

“It feels like there are eyes everywhere. I don’t like it. Can’t we move to a smaller house? Just the two of us?” The words tasted bitter in my mouth, but if I want to escape, I need to play this role well. He chuckled and held my hands. “Maya, I’m the king of the Mafia. I built my empire through blood and sweat. One silly mistake, and I’m gone. In my line of work, weakness can get you killed; that’s why I have to keep you hidden, for now.” Mafia? he said Mafia. Irish, think fast. “Arghhhh!” I cried, clutching my stomach.

The alcohol I’d consumed wasn’t helping. Cassio and Luca King. Mafia. Their father, Benito King, was one of the most feared men on the East Coast of the United States. And his sons weren’t far behind them. “Your mother is dead, Branka,” Cassio explained. “And your brother needs you back.” A soft gasp escaped my lips and I glanced at my best friend. She kept her expression masked, but I knew she cared. She wasn’t as close to her mother as I was to mine, but she loved her. The poor woman married a hard, cruel man and it broke her.

"who are you ? what you do ? why you you have so many gurads and why do everyone call you king ? it alerted me she didn,t know i am mafia king should i tell her will she get scared will she run away like all other people i love but i can,t lie she deserve the truth at least this one. " i am mafia king and i am in mafia the eagles are my gang and we are the most powerful and ruthless one " i said the words which i knew gonna effect her .

That's why his father became a victim of another group. At the age of 15, Sebastian took hold of his family's business. From the smuggling of weapons, to drugs, the selling of girls to organ trafficking, he did everything and, within 3 years, he became the strongest Mafia in Italy. He is known as the 'Black King', because of his status in the dark world. Furthermore, no one has ever seen the true face of the Black King, except the few important men of his gang. All the deals he makes are made through his men. That's why his enemies never succeed in getting through him. Although they are thirsty of his blood.

I raised a brow at her and smirked. "We're the knight Ryder's darling. And you're stuck in a room full of dangerous people that are part of the most powerful, dangerous and ruthless Mafia that has America under control by their Mafia king who's in charge of everything that is happening all around you, and their Mafia king who won't take no for an answer from a clueless feisty women like you." Her eyes slowly widen as she glanced around the room with cautious. "Mafia king?" She asked out loud with confusion. "Yes darling. Mafia king." I repeated. She stared at me wit