Mafia Men Novels & Stories

"This is Javier Pérez, the Columbian Mafia leader." Javier. The man she was looking at. He's not as old as the other men here. Maybe in his mid thirties. It seemed like he hadn't payed much attention to her until the introduction. His eyes checked her out quickly before they exchanged a handshake, both aware of the attraction to one another. My father continues, "Next is Conan Fitzgerald, the Irish Mob boss. Boris Kolev rules in Bulgaria, and Simon Kaminski is the leader of the Polish Pruszków mafia."

The elder’s head dropped low. A mafia. This had to be some kind of mafia. But the silence crept back in, and I couldn’t sit in it, not with Mia trembling beside me, barely holding herself upright, and these old men trading looks like they were speaking a language made entirely of eyebrows. “You have the wrong person.” My voice shook.

The blood spilled on my white dress and I guess that's the actual nature of being the daughter of a mafia and wife of the godfather instead of believing tears to leak from my eyes a smile embraced my lips. His body falls on the floor leaving the floor flooded with blood. Maximo and his crew stride inside they all watched me with a glorious face, their weapons dropped and they knelt on the floor showing a sign of respect, placing their hand near the heart they bowed their head and when they lifted their head they all gazed at me and said. "Welcome to his mafia world."

Serafina scoffed at the statement. "Exactly." She confirmed. "He'd do the same." "And you need to remember that we aren't dealing with ordinary guys. We are dealing with Mafia men, and those are the most dangerous kind. Because they have bloodlust embedded in their DNA. You were born into this, and are accustomed to it, but I wasn't, and believe me when I tell you that - on more than one occasion - I was terrified of your dad and wondered if I actually made the right choice by marrying him."

Chapter 3 Mikhail Mazza was not taking No for an answer. He'd grown up and found joy in the best way he could. He didn't go around Fucking women like the tabloid said about him. But he loved getting the attention it drew, so why clear the air? He knew how the citys and the town worked, he was a made man and he'd follow the footsteps of his father, the formal capo of the Mafia world. He wouldn't lie, he had gotten his own fair share of woman.

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.

She said with a smile. “Hmm, Lydia, we kind of need your help.” Eddy said nervously and Lydia raised a brow curiously. “With what?” “We need you to help us kill someone.” Eddy said and Lydia froze. “What?” “Okay, take a seat.” Eddy said and pulled her to sit. “Have you ever heard of mafias? Russians? Drug lords and dealers? Assassins?” Eddy asked. “Yeah, yes I have.” “Good.” “Whats good about it?”

“I love my brother, but he’s an asshole and a man-whore. You should be lucky when you fall pregnant because then you can reject his advances and let him go to his whorehouses-” “What?!” I exclaim, my heart leaping into my throat. “He… he would do that even if he’s married to me?” Her brows furrow together, and she genuinely looks confused. “All mafia men do that, Lucia. It’s a staple in our world where they get to fuck around while we remain home raising kids. My mother used to say at least they come home to you, but what exactly are they bringing home after fucking other women?” She scoffs. “We’re only there to be their arm candy, there to make them look good

He said his voice cold and blue eyes glaring at me. "Hello I'm sorry I didnt introduce myself. I'm your doctor Janis Ian" I said smiling a little. "Janis Ian?" He said looking a little taken aback. "Yes is there any problem?" I questioned. "No" he said with his sharp cold voice. "I told you Olivia I don't need doctors to treat me I'm good as the way I'm" he said his voice colder than before like remembering something. "But Sebastian you have to get treated! You are badly injured and she is trustworthy and not Ria" She said and he glared at her.

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.