Mafia Rusia Terkenal Novels & Stories

After restoring the abandoned factory to a more appealing sight, he started all the legal works and began trading weapons to countries who needed them for their armed forces. Leonard heard of a very strong Sicily Italian mafia, called the Russo’s who just merged with another Russian family through marriage. The Russo’s were infamously known for their assassinating and prostitution works. They were hired by highly placed individuals in the government and they illegally ship women from other countries to come over for prostitution. Owning a huge brothel with prostitutes who were mostly black skinned and a few whites. They don’t force women to work for them and that’s one of the few decent thin

And, my dear friend Katina is turning twenty today. Being the offspring of a mafia kingpin often leaves a bitter taste in my mouth. To put it bluntly, my father is Satan incarnate. Hailed as the most feared, merciless, heinous and self-serving figure in the world of organized crime. I can go on and on with derogatory adjectives, yet words fail to do him justice. He is the bloodthirsty commander of the Russian mob, the notorious Рыцари крови. Speaking of masterminds, the ruling don of global underworld bosses is none other than Semion Lebedev from Russia.

Nikolai said. By the end of his speech, I tautened, fidgeting in my seat. The Heizers always talked about them or badmouthed them to say the least. I heard things, sometimes that were too hard to miss. The Bratva was known to be merciless as their animosity and strong aversion to the Americans was. Especially my so called family, they hated them more than anything. "Little one, We are the heads of the Russian mafia." I didn't know what to say, no, actually I did but I just couldn't voice my thoughts out loud. I couldn't think of a way to react to this. Do I say that I had already suspected that?

“Old families?” “You know…Ivanok. Rostov. Vasilik. You’ve heard the names if you’ve been in Russia long enough. The last case a few decades ago traced to one of them. They are the top crime lords but a few years ago all the news died down. Most people stay away from digging into them, they are suspected to be crime lords. But we all know those are just myths.” “Yeah, myths..” The world rolled down her tongue. After what she’d seen with Dmitri nothing

I wasn't going to kill anybody, at least not tonight. One of the men who called himself Blade eventually spoke. The moniker is really absurd. As the meeting went on, I grew increasingly irritated. With my legs crossed on the table and another cigarette between my fingers, I was now in that position. I was listening to Blade discuss the mafia with my head somewhat tilted back. The arrangements they have been able to make. Or anyone they may have offended. Our wealth and position were what I was more curious about. "The Russian mafia is said to be doing exceptionally well. Well enough to seize our territory and pose a threat to our stance." Blade said, gesticulating with his hands.

The Russian mafia was second in lead after us, the Salvatores, who were, are and will always be our revels, are now trying to overtake us. Ofcourse, that’s impossible because of multiple reasons, like they are into things that are not acceptable in our world. They are into human trafficking, too much into drugs, weapon smuggling and what not. As for us, we are into only drugs and weapon dealing, no human harm, girl exporting, slavery, etc. is my thing. We are totally into the business of clubs here in Italy. The mafia is a side business, illegal, but that’s what we are taught.

I spun back around, my heart hammering as I grabbed the remote and turned up the volume. “The body of prominent Italian tycoon Alex Gray was discovered today in Russia under mysterious circumstances. Authorities report that a cryptic note was found at the scene, referencing a decade-old murder case that once led to the arrest of Russian Mafia leader Nicholas Romanov Fortune and three of his men. Investigators suspect the note may be linked to the elusive witness from the infamous case, though its meaning remains unclear. While speculation points to Mafia involvement, the execution of the crime was so precise—so methodically clean—that no traceable evidence has been left behind. With no leads

Fuck. Papa had wronged the Russian Mafia, better known as the Bratva. Everyone knew they owned Moscow and even the whole of Russia. They had ties to law enforcement, the government, the entertainment industry…everything. "I told you to get in!" The man shouted, making me jump in fear. I was sweating everywhere and my hands were shaking uncontrollably. I didn't wait to be told a third time. The man was getting ready to kill Viktor. He stepped aside to let me in and slammed the door behind me.

Fuck knows how they got the ducking prototype from my lab but they had and they used it to their advantage and got a better team behind them and we're able to sort out the blimps one by fucking one. Now we're here in Russian territory and lucky if we don't get our heads fucking blown off because even if it sounds insane like it does. Warren and Mulvey are on good terms with the fucking Russian mafia dom: Mikhailov. He is one of their drug entrepreneurs. He knows many patrons that will buy drugs from his men including all the strip bars here. We're in so much shit if Mikhailov even catches wind of us being here. He hates the Green brothers with a passion; they are in a love-hate war between t

“Even before the birth of Master Reign, his father and his grandfather and his great grandfather and his…” “I get it.” I say quickly, fearing he might go on and on, if I let him. The man was a like young puppy. “So, the Rafe Mafia go way back many decades.” “Yes, ma’am. The Rafe Mafia is one of the most feared and respected cartels in Italy. We have ties all around the world.” That word ‘respected’ often translates to the most ‘hated’ in the mafia life. “So, the shipping company is just a ‘legal’ front for their shady business.” I conclude