Mafia Lord Novels & Stories

He was the son of a mafia boss, destined to become the Mafia Lord-a distant, cold, heartless Mafia Lord. In short, a monster.

They are pain in the ass that made him angry due to the fact that he doesn't seem his rose. His Lapochka. Yego rosa. Athenarose. They went to France to give Dark Zacchaeus Voughnn Smith one of the heads of Albanians mafia. He's the Mafia Lord. The Almighty. He might be the boss of La Nera Bratva, but he also works under Dark's orders. Not only him but all five heads of La Nera Bratva. There's him, Demetri - the underboss, Grey - consigliere, Falcon - enforcer, and Ace - financier. They may also be under his control, but they also have their own crime syndicates, each commanding their own territories and operations. He is the head of the Italian-Russian mafia.

It was too quiet for my liking. Sol would definitely prefer it this way. That’s why my babbo wanted him to lead the family. Babbo was named the Mafia King. Sol took over when he died and now… there’s me. A woman who is leading one of the world’s biggest mafia. After making people know that the king was actually a queen, I thought for sure someone would dare come after me. Perhaps I have instilled fear too much after wiping out those scums. “What’s with that sigh, Cara?”

“What?” Lord? Sounds like fantasy to me. She turned to face me. Her expression is calm but serious. This girl is scaring the hell out of me. “Lord Roberto is the most powerful and influential Mafia leader in the Underground Society. Cole is his son.” I blinked at her, trying to process what she’s saying.

I spoke while taking a seat on the couch across him. There was Charlie, his son sitting in the room. Well honestly I hate this stupid guy as he knows nothing but raping and molesting young girls. He is a useless fellow who gets to enjoy the title of being the son to a powerful man in the underworld. It is an utter annoyance to see that he will become the next mafia lord after his father! Pathetic as heck. Anyways, I waited for my Boss's reaction. He was looking at some data in a laptop that was placed in front of him at the table.

He stood up while looking cocky and glared at Liam ferociously. The rich kid who was a bootlicker got all worked up and jumped up from his seat as if he was psyched up. His face was covered in excitement as he said, "Let's see how cocky Liam can be now. Darion is here. Liam's done for. Darion is the mafia boss of this area. He's incredibly ruthless. Nobody in this area dares to cross him at all." The rich kid let out a cruel sneer as he spoke. He stared at Liam frostily, as if he was telling Liam that he was dead meat.

“I was wondering, what does your boss do? Is he a CEO?” This had been on my mind for a while. I wanted to know who the man that bought me was. For him to possess that kind of money to purchase me from that other weirdo, he must be some type of business tycoon. “Wait a minute, you don't know?” She widened her eyes dramatically, staring at me as if I had somehow developed two heads. “No, I don't.” “…. I see.” She nodded. “Well, he's a Mafia Lord,” she deadpanned. “What?!” “He owns the entire Madrid. The Lord of the underworld.”

PROLOGUE The city of shadows and secrets, where power whispers through the streets and fear cloaks the night, is ruled by two names that send shivers down the spine of every inhabitant: Lucian and Dominic. These twins, with their strikingly identical appearances but uniquely dangerous auras, are the reigning mafia lords of the country. Their empire, built on ruthlessness and an iron will, is a testament to their dominance in a world where weakness is not an option.

His eyes darkened and his jaws and fists clenched by his side. "You have got to be fucking kidding me!" He took menacing steps toward me and I stepped back further until my back hit the door. He grabbed my cheeks, forcefully and said, "It seems you have no clue as to who I am sweet cheeks. I am the fucking Angelo Fabian, the number one most ruthless Mafia Lord in this fucking country. And no one--not even your dim wit of a father messes with me and goes scot-free!" He enunciated every word, leaving me breathing hard with my eyes wide open. His hot breath caressed my cheeks and I saw his eyes flicker to my lips. My heart was beating so fast as his hands grazed

I just shook my head at him and smiled a little. "Eh? What type are you Reian? I heard that the 1st Mafia Boss here is handsome...what's his name?" Brenda asked Maureen, Maureen pouted as if she was thinking deeply. "Hellion....ah yes! Hellion, I heard he is the most handsome in the whole Mafia World hehehe" They both giggled. Even I was surprised by what they said but I couldn't help but smile. They don't know me being owned by Saint after all. So I have no right to hate the male flesh of my entire system.