Mafia Obsession Movie Novels & Stories

Most importantly I was an outsider there and he,perhaps was a De Niro or some rich spoil brat. I tried to walk past him but he blocked my way causing me to finally have a look of his appearance.He was of Stefano's age,no doubt also having the same handsome genes of De Niro males.His blonde curls falling over his head and his black eyes,they were dark both with lust and something more intense. I know men in the mafia are sex obsessed.Keeping concubines and prostitutes and even rape isn't surprising.It is in my own hand to save my dignity like I did all these years.

I lost all my senses as I lost my balance and staggered backwards accidentally hitting the bedside lamp as it went crashing to the floor. Matteo and the lady barged into the room at the sound. “Sofia what happened? Are you hurt?” he rushed to my side after seeing the pieces of the lamp on the floor. “Yo...you are in th...the maf...mafia?” I questioned as he looked at me with utter shock in his face. “You are the head of the mafia?” I asked as different thought ran through my head. “Why aren't you saying anything?” I asked, it came out almost like a whisper.

Street musicians gladly entertaining the tourists with their organettos and mandolins. Lovers making out in a dark corner, foolish move, Marco Marchetti thought as he walked past the dark alley. The city was beautiful and bustling, but it was also filled with thieves and criminals that were worse than thieves. He knew, he was one of them. The dignified ones though, the ones who didn't see themselves as criminals per se. It was the twisted law that saw and labeled them as criminals. The mafia. It wasn't a crime, it was a business, a business that has been smoothly run by the current Mafia King. A man whom Marco respected and honored. The man who was the main reason why Marco was out in the st

Landers said with hatred filled in his voice. "Ma....mafia?!" Odessa yelled subconsciously She immediately covered her mouth when she realized that she had yelled. Her face was pale with fright. She had suspected it before...she knew that these men weren't ordinary men, she even knew that they were involved in some illegal businesses...she just....just didn't expect them to be part of them mafia!

He squirts and I let go of his hand and turn to face Mia who stood frozen to the ground. "Who is the Mafioso now?" I question her and my words seem to hold humor as the fucker in the seat starts to chuckle. "You thought this guy was part of the costa nostra?" He continued to chuckle. "He will never be costa nostra. Me I am costa nostra." He smirks. "You..." Mia stared at him that crazy shit anger returning. Oh fuck.

“Diablo, a woman who let go of her family when everything turned wrong is a woman who would turn her back on you when things go wrong. That is something that you are refusing to understand. No matter how much I want you to, no matter how much I am trying to explain things to you. You just don't want to understand that.” “Because I know for a fact that it is not true. Maria turned her back on us. Does that mean that she is going to turn her back on Nikolay and Alonzo? Alonzo turned his back on us. Does that mean that he's going to come back to the family simply because things are not going to go his way now? They are not going to come back. They no longer want to come back. They chose their s

She could not see their eyes because they all wore black sunglasses but she felt a shiver run down her spine she knew all four had them locked on her. ‘Obiettivo localizzato.’ [Target located.] Luigi said softly into his hidden microphone and the other three never moved but he knew they had heard his words, ‘Ci ha visto e sa cosa siamo.’ [She has seen us to and knows what we are.] Mario stated and again there was no response from any of them but they all saw the shiver go down her spine she knew why they were there and all remained totally impassive. Gabriella knew she had to get away from there, the four men were total strangers to her but they were Mafia and they wanted her because of who

illness for which he had borrowed money from us because the bank would not give him a loan because of his extreme poverty. But I was in a profession where it was assumed that we were only concerned with maximizing our personal financial success. So, following my father's advice, I took out my gun and pointed it at his head once I was certain that he had no money or asset to give me. When his wife began pleading with me, I stopped short of shooting him" He again exhaled, this time through his mouth, "I went back and gave money from my side to my father, telling him that it is that man who has paid his debt, even though it wasn't the first time the family was pleading with me to spare the liv

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"

I was no longer just his possession. I was becoming his obsession. And in the dangerous world of the mafia, obsessions like this… never ended quietly.