Mafia Last Names Novels & Stories

Aelia’s breath hitched. “What?” Louisa nodded. “Pedro’s mother was from a feared, powerful family. That’s how his father secured the Montonio throne. Cassius’ family left in rage. They changed their last name, severing ties completely.” Aelia’s heart pounded. Mafia. That word kept ringing in her head like a death sentence. Seeing her pale expression, Louisa shrugged. “You already suspected it, didn’t you?” Aelia forced herself to steady her voice. “I need to get out of here.”

"And from the look of things, this is not going to be very easy." Frowning I asked. "Why is that?" "He has the authorities involed-" He paused and before I could lay that off because of my connection with the officers here, he continues. "I'm afraid, you have no relation with them. They won't compromise -" "Because they are secretly working under a wanted or powerful mafia as well?" "Probably." He nodded, checking the laptop as a light shines in his eyes like another piece of information has been acquired. I leaned forward, my gaze fixed on him. "Tell me more. Where is this Russo of a guy located?"

I told him. "To make the task easier, Who is the Milan family Partnering with aside from Lucas Dayson?" I asked him. "Lucas's top enemy, but they are keeping it a secret. It is the Mexican top Mafia but he is based in England. His name is Kevin. His family is named after their great grandmother who was the one to start the business in their family. The family name is the Berto Family." "Hmm! Interesting! What's their sign?" I asked him.

Penny explained, rolling her eyes in obvious annoyance. Most of the guests for Zia’s party were close business associates of their families, the Walkers, and Lucianos. Zia is from the Walkers who held power over the American mafia for generations, while Xavier’s family, the Lucianos, controls the Italian mafia. Their marriage turned Xavier to the sole heir of both mafia families. Their life might look extravagant from a mundane point of view, but the danger it brings is not something that should be taken lightly.

I asked, finally getting curious, sounds familiar. “Yeah, younger son of Lorenzo Marini, leader of the Italian mafia,” Ziven explained. “Italian? I heard they had made up with Zakat”, “Lorenzo changed the plan last minute, well Elion precisely”. “So Zakat had their office blown out” I arched my brow, interesting. Zakat is the Russian mafia and according to the intel I had, they had ended their enmity with the italians. I pulled out my phone and dialed a number.

HAKAN *** Of all the Italian Mafia families, the Il ragni, better known as the Spider Famiglia, were the worst. They had no sense of honour, no moral code, no restriction, no limits. Anything was okay to them as long as they made a profit. Doing any form of business with them was a risk because they were more likely to use you for their gain . They were good at blackmail and backstabbing and their partners usually ended up dead. It was why they were only associated with the worst of the worst sets of people like the butcher. Most reputable crime families and organisations avoided them for a reason. Yet, here I was, using an Alias to try and make a deal with them. Obviously I couldn’t approac

Father replied. "Damn!" Mikael yelled. "You see brother? you're a pain in the ass even for mother." Xander spoke in a manner that angered me. "Don't worry Mikael, Lilith isn't gonna suffer, I know she's in good hands unlike that peasant in Hunter's room. Uh.. what's her name again?" "Hmm. Iesha." Father concluded. "How did you know that?" I was confused on how he knew her or even her name. "I'm the greatest Mafia there is remember?"

“His name is Liam DeLuca. He’s one of the school’s directors…youngest in history, actually. He’s only 28, but he’s already insanely rich. Like, donated-a-billion-dollars-to-the-school rich.” “A billion?” I echoed, my eyebrows shooting up. “That’s… ridiculous.” “I know, right?” she said, her eyes wide with awe. “But that’s not even the craziest part.” I hesitated, not sure if I wanted to know more. But curiosity got the better of me. “What do you mean?” Hannah lowered her voice even further, practically mouthing the words. “They say he’s got another identity. He’s not just a director. He’s supposedly the godfather of La Lupa Nera. You know, Europe’s biggest mafia.”

* * * * * * * * * * PD Luciana wandered through the villa's garden, the scent of blooming flowers and freshly cut grass filling her lungs. But her mind wasn't on the serene surroundings. Alessandro's words echoed in her thoughts; "Antonio's family is Mafia... they're ruthless. They'll stop at nothing to get what they want." She shivered, despite the warmth of the sun on her skin. The Mafia's reputation was notorious - brutal killings, extortion, and corruption. They operated in the shadows, and their influence reached the highest echelons of power.

Its edges were frayed, yet the embroidery remained flawless. “This was the House of Valerius.” Lucian frowned. “My family.” Seraphine inclined her head. “The First Alpha House.” She pointed farther down the hall. “The House of Moretti.” “The House of Romano.” “The House of De Luca.” “The House of Ashcroft.” One by one, Lucian recognized the names. Not from history books. From mafia meetings. From old alliances. From blood feuds that had lasted generations. His expression darkened. “These are the founding families.”