Mafia Lord Novels & Stories

Abigail thought, resisting the urge to roll her eyes at him. He’s just like her! This man, sitting here with that composed face, could execute them with a single word. Yet here he was, acting like a loyal watchdog instead of being on her side! "If there's anything else, only Mr. Rizzo would know about it," Linda replied and Abigail turned to the woman. "Most of the Mafia clans have Blake Knight as an enemy, and no one can take on him because of how powerful he is. We aren't just eliminating him because he's a sworn enemy. We're also paving the way for a better future for many of us. I hope that answers your questions." Linda said in conclusion.

He continued when Marco said nothing to him. Marco chuckled and replied calmly. “This is my woman, Alessia. She isn't the daughter of a mafia lord, but she's my princess." He said and winked at Alessia. Alessia blushed when she heard his words, she felt flattered and loved. But the next words Marco said to Kendrick, left her frozen in spot. “She's also the madam of this mansion. This mansion is yours, Mia Cara."

" Logan DeAngelo is a feared, ruthless and notorious mafia boss who most of the time ranked first among the most popular and richest Mafia bosses in the entire world. And he was the very first when narrowed down to Italy....... " I sighed again, trying to give Maddy a hint that I didn't care about her lame mafia story. Seriously, she has got to stop doing this. "....... Owning powers over his family's companies and numerous power plants wasn't enough. He wanted more and everything he could lay his hands on. He's rumored to be known as the second coming of the devil himself because of his cruel ways of dealing with people below him...... "

His mere presence was enough. "You know what happens to those who steal from us," Alessandro finally spoke, his voice low and steady. "But you didn’t just steal. You sold names. Family names." "I didn’t mean to," the man gasped, his breath hitching. "It wasn’t supposed to go that far." Giovanni made a soft sound in his throat, a mix of a sigh and a growl. Then, a figure emerged from the shadows near the sacristy—the priestess.

Alessa asked back and Thane stared at her in disbelief. “Are you being serious?” he asked. “Yes, who the fuck is he?” “He goes by a popular name. The demon. Demonio.” The man said and chuckled. “Wait, isn't that... “ Alessa trailed off and Thane nodded. “The mafia lord. Damien Marshall is the mafia lord.”

Since I have become his human diary, I know everything that there is to know about Arrigo. Leonardo has enjoyed the success and benefits that have come with being the first cousin of the Leonardo Mafia don. The Leonardo Mafia is the most notorious mafia in the whole of Italy and the world. They run the biggest drug trade operation, weapon trade and sex ring. They are what we have been taught to believe about mafia’s: ruthless. They bribe world leaders with millions in cash and kill spies who dare get too close.

Not a word came out of my mouth. He knew. He got to know everything. I gulped. My fists clenched on my dress at the sides. "Leonardo McCommer. One of the dangerous mafia leaders of America. The man who has been running so many illegal activities throughout the continent for decades, the man police have been looking for years," he said, still not moving from his seat. "And nowadays his elder son is helping him run the gang, preparing to be the next mob boss of the organization. And do you know what his name is, love?"

"You're only furious at me. So, go on. Kill me now if that will make you happy." Zamantha screamed. "No!" Zara clenched her jaw and scoffed. "Woah. So, you two managed to bewitch my youngest sister as well. Amazing. But, that won't stop me from telling everyone this." Subsequently, Zara projected herself to her family and the crowd of housemaids gathering by the door. "Everyone, listen up. You probably didn't know about this. But, this man." Zara pointed at Dionysus. "Is a fucking secret mafia lord. Yeah, right. A mafia boss. Do you know what a mafia is?"

my driver said. "All right, join me." I exclaimed. I am not that bad I am just immune of hanging around by myself, I am anti soical type of person. I used to pretend with the people around me that I feel not trustworthy I like their company but deeo inside not. They just used to call me as a Mafia Lord because of my billion dollars every month which means I am at the top. I don't want to be proud of it if everyone is just fake when I am around. Yes I can buy all things through money, but I can't buy love which last forevermore. I would never choose temporary things over eternal. Money is only use for people's happiness. Money can use you, money can be your God

— I didn't want you to worry. — Why did this other mafia don kidnap you? — Emma asked, always practical and sensible. — He was trying to blackmail Fausto. I'm not sure what, but it looked like a slice of drug trafficking. — Does Fausto deal drugs? This couldn't come as a surprise to any of my sisters. — It matters, other people negotiate. Like our father. —Are you kidding me? asked Gia. — I thought Papà only ran casinos and bank robberies.