Mafia's Blind Angel Novels & Stories

Damon smirked and walked towards her. “How much do you know about your pretty boy?” Angela swallowed tightly,those eyes scared her,it knew something she knew nothing about. “I know he is a secret mafia..and ruthless but he is not all that anymore ”. “You think I am talking about some mafia political nonsense”. He looked up at Antonio. “Little brother, why not tell Angela what happened to Diana…your one true love…,I am sure she will be glad to know her future with you”. Angela turned slowly to Antonio.

Damon smirked and walked towards her. “How much do you know about your pretty boy?” Angela swallowed tightly,those eyes scared her,it knew something she knew nothing about. “I know he is a secret mafia..and ruthless but he is not all that anymore ”. “You think I am talking about some mafia political nonsense”. He looked up at Antonio. “Little brother, why not tell Angela what happened to Diana…your one true love…,I am sure she will be glad to know her future with you”. Angela turned slowly to Antonio.

He was hungry for blood and needed the screams or someone pleading for mercy to ease the anger he felt towards life and he has just found the perfect scapegoat. First, the bastard sold her off to become a sex slave just so that he could pay his death and now he was hearing he had molested Arya as a child? Diego had been trouble from the start, swinging from one Mafia boss and gambling house to another, trying to help in dealing drugs so he could gamble away. Always getting himself caught up in one mess or the other. He had not been a responsible father to Arya when her mother had died and he still has the guts to molest her?

His heavy footsteps approached us, I'd rather have his father beat me than him. However, He did something I wasn't expecting, he grabbed his father's wrist roughly forcing his father to release his grip on me, His father's eyes widening at him. "She is going to be my wife if you ever lay a finger on her again, I won't hesitate to burn you alive." Nikola growled furiously at his father, Richard groaned in pain from Nikola crushing his wrist with his grip. " You think you're the face of this mafia, but you're wrong because your people will gladly turn their back on you to follow me.

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

Just like how the angel Michael was the battle angel, destroying the demons while being good and pure. Maybe I'll call him Michael, it'll be my own secret name for him. I doubt we would meet again; just like Mabel said, he probably ended up in M&T's by accident, but I knew it'd take a while for his memory to leave my mind. If only... Nah, there's no way.

she said, and I let her. After dinner, Dante, Gio, Antonio, and I were on the porch at the back. I updated them on what was going on. “Okay then, we know who we are looking for, so there is no confusion. Pascal and the others will be here in a few days, and we start,” Antonio said, and I looked at him. Pascal wasn't just a security detail. Pascal and his men were demons. They were truly what the world feared. Yes, we were a Mafia family, and Pascal and his team were who we used when we wanted to make a statement.

Whatever Blake was finding and recording was being screened on her laptop as if it was a mirror and judging by the fact that her and Blake worked together; it was only normal for their devices to be linked “what we need to do first is have you working legally, as cop or a special agent” “And how would you do that?” Anastasia asked frowning in confusion. “You and I are going to Vegas. There’s the mafia’s family gathering. Three members of the Russian and English families are cops and they all work together alongside the mafia. We’ll see if they can give you a badge and take you under them for you to be work legally and under the protection of your law and badge, and knowing who the men are; I

I heard footsteps leaving the hallway, I turned my head to Heath and saw him smirking at me, “ Lying to your pathetic parents, bad kitten.” He said and I playfully slapped his chest. I knew that he hated my parents for abusing me but still... I laid besides him and he wrapped an arm around my waist while kissing my neck, “ That was fun, Angel.” He said and I smiled, I agreed with that. Suddenly, all that melodrama from before came to me. There could be a possibility of him being in mafia. I stared at him as he closed his eyes. I hope he isn’t one. I desperately hope for that... To Be Continued

"Not because I'm hiding him from you. Because knowing about him puts you in a position I don't want you in." I turned that over. "What position?" I asked. He finally looked at me, firelight catching the edges of his face. "In his line of sight," he said. I left without another word, climbing the stairs in the dark, his warning settling over me like a second skin. Marcus Hale. A man so dangerous that even Damian — who feared nothing, or performed fearing nothing with convincing precision — didn't want him looking in my direction. I reached my room, closed the door and stood in the dark.