Mafia Men: Nikolai's Inferno Novels & Stories

I say, trying to introduce some semblance of civility, “This is Nikolaos, my brother.” She hesitates for a moment before managing a weak, “Hello.” Niko tilts his head, a mocking smile playing on his lips. “So, you’re the mysterious ghost from Russia? You certainly don’t resemble anyone significant, especially not someone like Mikhail.” A shadow crossed Anika’s face. The briefest hesitation, the subtlest shift in her posture. It didn’t go unnoticed. Niko leans in close to her, his voice dripping with cruelty. “You know, I took great pleasure in ending that fucker’s life for what he did to my Mia. The way he begged...” He pauses, savoring the memory, “It was music to my ears.”

I gagged as he went deeper. "You've got a small mouth," he whispered. "Imagine choking on my cock. Could you fit it all in?" I swallowed as Nikolai continued to slide his fingers in and out of my mouth, his pace increasing. "Now listen carefully," he began, watching me. "The man you've just met is Don Leo. That bastard's the head of the Italian mafia syndicate. As you can imagine, he's my arch enemy." I couldn't say anything because he still has his hand in my mouth.

well you'll die like the lots of them will soon. Niko was Russian by birth and nationality, but he grew up with the Italians and had turned down severally offers to turn to the side of the Russian mafia. Niko finally gave in to the darkness that had been slowly enveloping his sight. He knew it would be his last sight. He thought of Serena. The only woman he had ever loved but who could never love him back because not only did she see him as a brother but also, she wasn't into men. He prayed his last prayer, not for him, but for her;

"We use the keys to find out exactly where Victor is sitting. We take Marcus’s guns, we take the Leone safe houses, and we go in there with everything we have. We aren't going to negotiate for my parents’ lives, Nikolai. We are going to take them back by fighting. We’re going to kill Silas, we’re going to kill his guards, and then we’re going to put a bullet in your father’s head until he stops breathing." Nikolai stared at me for a long time. The silence in the room was so thick I could hear the steady drip of the water faucet in the corner. His blue eyes went wide, then they narrowed, a slow, dark look of pure understanding breaking across his face. The mafia prince didn't look horrified a

Nikolai hadn’t moved, his hand found my wet open slit, his fingers circling my clitoris, tapping and pinching softly. “You forget something, Milano,” he muttered, his hand sliding down my thigh. Milano smirked, “And what is that?” “No one touches what is mine,” Gunfire echoed through the room. Milano had no time to react, he had been distracted by my red core and was unaware that nikolai had pulled out his gun. It was too late, he lay on the ground, surrounded by his six allies, blood dripping from the holes the bullets had made. In all this, Nikolai hadn’t stopped fucking me, “Fuck Eden, you are driving me insane,”

SIN POV. "PL...please, have mercy." What an asshole. If he thought his pitiful plea was going to make me spare his pitiful life, he was so fucking wrong. He had already messed up when he tried stealing money from me and passing information to my enemies. I am the fucking boss of the Italian Mafia. Even when people hear my name, it sends a shiver down their spine. They would piss their fucking pants just by the sound of my name. Nikolai Violenta

Reckless actions do lead to poor outcomes. The sun above my head is now in front of me. Time takes forever to pass by as I take time to process all that went down. Alessandro’s footsteps make me lift my chin. He sits right in front of me, the mud tainting his expensive suit. His unsympathetic mafia boss self was hidden deep under, the man in front of me looked defeated. His gaze didn't meet mine, he spoke with his eyes fixated on the floor.

He then pinned me against it, his leg in between mine. “Do you enjoy seeing me in pain?” He inquired, and I looked at him, my eyes stinging with tears. The question was supposed to be asked in reverse. He never let men breathe around me, but he was fine with women entering our bedroom. “You want to know what happened! Fine!” He yelled into my face, and I tried to maintain my stance. “I murdered a member of a peaceful mafia organization!” We had been at peace for a long time until you came into my life! And what are you going to do about it? Condemn me for killing a man who nearly killed you!"

Leonardo informed me and a hiss tore off my lips. Killing Milano wouldn’t be as fun as I thought it would, not when the Bratva, our father, wanted us in his mansion in an hour. I hung up and gave the phone back to Alessandro before turning to my right-hand-man, Nikolai. “Finish him off.” I started. “Make it slow and painful. Chop off his fingers and also his dick. He deserved that much pain.” “Yes, Capo.” Nikolai stepped forward, his head hung low.

a deep voice reports The scarred face morphed into a triumped smile, his unequal detention out in full display as he smiled widely. "No mistake will be forgiven this time" The scared face replied and dropped the call. "Finally got you, Computer Doll" George Fredrik, leader of Raiders declared happily. Audrey Nathan is like a world most precious tool for Mafias, she could break into any defense on their internet access and also build a wall that's impossible to crack, so Mafia organisations refers to a precious tool as she could help them get into their rival's computers, dig up their secrets to use against them.