Mafia Men: Nikolai's Inferno Novels & Stories

The air around me chilled as I spoke, “Nolan Rochefart.” For a brief second, something shifted in Niko’s eyes. I caught it before it passed. Nikos exhaled slowly with a small laugh, “That’s not a small name to throw around.” “I don’t deal in small things,” I said calmly. He looked away for a moment. His gaze drifted back to the ring where a man launched a heavy punch at another contender, making the crowd scream in both frustration and excitement. “You know,” He began casually, “Men like him don’t get talked about without a reason.”

"Tell them I'm offering a million dollars to anyone who gives me Volkov's location. Cash. No questions asked." Marcus's eyes widened, just a fraction. He'd seen me do worse. He'd seen me do worse for less. But a million dollars made even loyal men think twice. "A million, boss?" "A million. Make sure the word spreads. Every homeless person, every dock worker, every stripper in every club. I want them all looking. Now." "Yes, boss." "And Marcus." "Yes?" "Find out who in Volkov's organization has gambling debts, the one who owes money, has a sick wife. Find me someone who's desperate."

I poured myself a glass of water and drank it in one go. Nikolai “The Devil” Costello, El Padrino. I shook my head, nope, not going to believe it unless I talk to him myself. I made my way out of the kitchen and went straight to the library. Since I had nothing to do, I settled on reading a book. I surveyed the huge library and finally found a book that seemed interesting enough to read. “Mafia and Mafiosi by Henner Hess” With a book in my hand, I walked back to Nikolai's seat to read but halted in my steps as I saw him already sitting on it.

, She asked but I didn't say anything, she smiled as my silence gave her her answers. “I was right... Well, to a large number of people, Nikolai is a deals on diamonds, importation and exportation of the mineral, but that's all a cover up. Nikolai is the leader of the Mafia gang called Bratva...”, Irina was still explaining but I was too shocked to hear what she was saying. ‘Mafia? Diamond? Bratva? What is she saying?', I asked in my head. “Wait wait, I don't understa--”, I tried saying but Irina interrupted me.

He extended his arm while showing the red mark from her hit. Clara rolled her eyes, "Can you be a little more serious? Something bad is happening, and you're still worried about your reddened arm?" "Come on, the mission is well planned, and I know exactly what to do there. I won't attack Liam and his troops in Canada. In fact, I'm not tasked with attacking ElWagner's headquarters because Rafael has arranged a team from a mafia network led by Mikael Williams." "Who is Mikael Williams?" Clara furrowed her brow upon encountering another unfamiliar name in Lucas's story.

The woman sat on the couch without responding, and she walked toward her. “What are you doing here ? Eva asks slowly.” “I understand you are astonished to see me here, but I need to meet you. You are Eva, my husband's girlfriend, or, as I prefer, his sex slave.” She looks surprised and angry; she doesn't have the right to say such things about her. “Excuse me.” “There is no need to be too innocent; I know a girl like you very well. Do you think you are special for her? It is a common thing in the mafia world to use a girl like you. You can never take my place.”

Chapter 25 Julianna’s Pov:- Who is he? I stared at him with curious eyes while they both were climbing the stairs; this Lorenzo guy is creepy. He gives a serious dominant vibe and looks like a dangerous man. The kind of man people stay away from or don’t mess with. Who is he though? Are Nikolai friends with these kinds of scary people? Of course, he is a Russian mafia don, what do you expect? My subconscious replied. Yeah… “Julia?” Penelope's voice reached my ears,

I swiped the phone and answered it. “We have a problem.” I frowned. “Vassily called. Viktor is dead.” I unconsciously stood abruptly from the shock. The table rattled, almost spilling my coffee. “He thinks it was the English mafia but he doesn’t have proof yet. He asks for a meeting with you, fratello. He’s now the leader of the entire Russian mafia. “We leave as soon as possible.” I answered. “Of course. Also Demario has been taken care of.” “Good.”

I look at the man in front of me, still imposing even as he’s seated, and I wonder if I’ll make it out alive. Mikhail hated this man, the Alpha known as Nikolaos Ioannides, a Greek mafia boss who owns half of the city Mikhail deemed as his. What will happen once he finds out who I truly am? Will he use me as bait to kill Mikhail? Not that Mikhail will care about my life, just what my bloodline could mean to an Alpha like him. Well, that and -

Leonardo paused in his speech. He accessed my facial expression before going on. "It is an oath of secrecy taken, swearing not to divulge the activities of the mafia to law enforcement agencies. You won't be allowed to have unmonitored phone calls, e-mails or texts as every thing will now be monitored by the mafia. You also can't go on unsupervised trips or vacations. All your movements will be monitored and track. You shouldn't be seen with the police either. You will have to be branded as belonging to the Mafia. And the punishment if you don't sign or break any of the rules is...death"