Mafia Madman Novels & Stories

You never cared about anyone else. "It's how you should be in the mafia!" He responded, his jaw clenched and his eyes locked on me, "It's either you or no one!" "Well, now you have no one to get you out of this." I smirked, taking out my dagger from my hostler since I was still dressed up from that party, "I'm gonna take over the Russian Mafia, after I kill you." "You won't dare to kill me," he rolled his eyes, "I'm your father and you're my daughter!" He shouted which made me laugh darkly, "Sean was your son and Michael was my best friend—you didn't hesitate before shooting them, you bloody asshole!"

“Alessia.” Ivan shrugged. “We already know your name. I’ve heard so much about you, against my will.” Dante’s voice cut in, low and firm. “Ivan.” Ivan raised both hands in mock surrender. “I don’t want to offend the mafia don. He might chop off my fingers or do some other mafia thing to me.” I laughed, harder than I meant to. The sound surprised me. It felt foreign after days of nausea and quiet anxiety. Maxim waved a hand. “Don’t mind him. He never stops teasing Dante for choosing his grandfather’s path and becoming a mafia boss instead of… I don’t know, being a doctor or something civilized.”

"Lives with her dad. They're hard-core broke so she works lots of part-time jobs. Her mom is terminally ill. Has been like that for a few years now. We trailed her a bit more and found out the money she stole was deposited for her mom's hospital bills. Should we move in on her?" I didn’t answer. Instead, I turned to my laptop and typed in the name Movark. A file popped up on the screen. My eyes scanned the document, and suddenly, I froze. A slow, wolfish grin spread across my face as I read, followed by a low chuckle. Jet frowned, glancing at Marcus, who looked equally confused. “Boss?” Jet ventured cautiously. I leaned back in my chair, chuckling softly. The sound grew louder, echoing throu

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.

Amy uttered in pure abhorrence for the person who tried to harm her friend. “Girls… Girls…Hold on. Do you have any idea who that man is? What he is capable of doing to Gina? ” Mia spoke switching glances between her friends who grew silent hearing her question because both had no idea about the man. Mia exhaled a deep breath and decides to enlighten them. “He is Alvish Lorenzo, the mafia lord of the underworld. He is a very powerful man in Sicily.” Hearing this Amy let out a shriek and covered her mouth in surprise to which Mia only nodded her head.

He says as my knees nearly buckle. What in the mafia shit did I just get myself into? The Santis Group? Have heard of the company before but now knowing he’s got some sort of mafia ties sets the bar way higher than I thought it would ever soar. He’s dangerous, Yea I knew that from day one.. But I strictly just pegged him as some sort of crazy lony criminal mastermind, or sociopath. Maybe he did give off serial killer vibe, but he looked too controlled to be one to kill in some sort of fury crazy haze but I was half right and half wrong it seems.

But this time she brought the criminologist within me. “What do you mean he didn’t kill me?” I lashed out politely, but the irritation inside me became visible the way I spoke. “I mean, you really don’t know that he is a mafia man?” She lowly mumbled, looking to her left and right. “Mafia?” I raised my eyebrows in bewilderment. “Yes, he is considered one of the most ruthless and cruel men,” “Don’t try to joke me, Andy. Is he really a mafia man?” I asked, holding my rage back or at least trying hard.

I asked again, feeling sorry that I am unable to help Lucas since I was with Aurelia most of the time during the party and passed out before I could mingle. "If I'm not mistaken, his name was Sean Gonzales," he said. Gonzales? The name was very familiar and having a Gonzales name in the Mafia was a trademark. And Freddy Gonzales, is the reason for it. The Madman of Mexico was impossible to be left unnoticed. But the name Sean doesn't ring a bell. "He was at the party. Do you know anyone named Sean Gonzales?"

For the first time in his life her was afraid, afraid of her opinion of him, afraid of if she would even like him, just afraid. Present Day. It had been two weeks since I graduated from university and moved back home with my parents and brothers. My father, Romero Ramos, is the leader of the Spanish/American Mafia until my eldest brother, Mateo Ramos, takes over next year. My mother, Maria Ramos, was born into the Mafia just like the rest of my family and lastly my second brother, Sebastian Ramos will be my Mateo's second in command for Mateo when he become leader. The there's me, Sofia, I have been involved in offical mafia business since I was sixteen years old, my job is mostly traning ne

"The city's two largest mafia families, the Rizzos and the Gambinos, broke into violent conflict last night, with heavy casualties on both sides. The Rizzos’ leader was killed on the scene..." My heart skipped. The Rizzos were who Sasha used to work under, back when she was in the nightclub. Just then, I got another message from Sasha. This time, it was a video. Tony was covered in blood, yet he was smiling at her. "Sasha, didn't you hate the Rizzos for how they treated you? I took care of all of them. No one will ever hurt you again. This is my first gift to you." Then another message followed.