Mafia Stories Novels & Stories

Dea glanced at Aiden, who simply walked into their residence, completely ignoring her. "Madam, may we bring this to your room?" Asih said. Some servants were carrying gift-laden paper bags from her in-laws. Dea simply nodded, and they all left, leaving her alone with Toni. Feeling safe, Dea immediately asked, "What is it?" "Regarding the ambush at the apartment and the slaughterhouse a while back, I got some information that it was the work of the mafia." Dea's forehead creased in surprise. She had just learned that there was a mafia in her country. As a developing nation with many flaws, how could there be a mafia? In her imagination, the mafia was a terrifying organization that didn't hesi

I decided to taunt her more I want her to loose it . I moved closer to her and touch her lips ,I felt a weird connection between us ,so I moved close to her and whisper in her ear .. where do u want it lil slut? Here or outside ?? I fanned her neck .. she shivered lightly .. I was about to do more before I felt someone pull me back … I had totally forgotten my sister is here .. lilo dear ! Sorry but I will talk to you later I need to leave now and she .. I said pointing to the girl is coming with me ….. she made to protest but I stopped her no lilo I promise you I won’t kill her … take care lil sister I said and peck her on her head ….. I dragged the girl along with me , we got to my car ,ge

I'm starting to get annoyed by how he talks about them. "My mom told me that their family was involved with some big mafias in Italy before they moved here. It was once reported but they were never convicted and the evidences just suddenly vanished. And you know what mafias do? Illegal doings. Plus mafias, in general, do have a lot of enemies since they get involve with different kinds of evil. I am telling you this because you are my friend and I don't want you to be in danger just because you are dating the wrong guy."

He always does what he wants. We were in our room. Luckily, he didn't scold me nor Thomas. Although I was sad. I was continuously looking at him. I was smiling to see him in front of me. He was working on his laptop. I had to convince him not to take me with him nor he should go. I had heard, mostly the Mafia stayed there. Once I went there, there would be no chance of me coming back in my life. I didn't dream such a pathetic and horrible life for me. He never raised his hand, but I couldn't trust him as he broke my hand once and the second time he wrapped his hand around my neck. After all he is the Mafia himself. I glanced at him. His eyes were fixed in his laptop and files.

Auracio His best friend. — I am going to become very close to his best friend. I often think back to what happened at the very beginning, to the winding path that led us to where we are today. It is important to understand that the mafia has its roots in a distant past, long before the world ever heard of it. Some historians believe that its origins may date back to the Muslim conquest of Sicily, when Christian princes, forced into exile, took refuge in the mountains and remote areas. To continue to secretly rule over their lands, they supposedly formed secret societies based on strict codes of honor and a rigid organization. These groups, dogmatic and elitist, laid the foundations for the m

she said. Fiona sighed. "This is the mafia world, loyalties are built on family, money and mutual gains. There's no loyalty from telling touching stories to them". Natalie's ears rang at the word. "mafia? " Fiona looked around then arched her brow at her. "Don't tell me you're Evangeline from 'mafia's men'? I don't want to believe there's another girl, in real life even, who dosen't know what mafia is?" she let out an exasperated sigh.

As Halloway always said “In order to be a good agent, you’ve got to be able to think like a crook and anyone that knew the Mafia families well enough also knew that they had to commit a crime to cover up an organized crime which most times would lead to a slip up. Although it was going to be really hard, Charlie knew that she just had to be a little patient because when that slip happened, she would be waiting to get it and hopefully unravel the deep dirty secrets of the mafia. Then New York would be a safer place and these dark times would be over. She looked up from the pile of paperwork on her desk which she was trying to get through ,yawning because she was beginning to feel a little sle

I couldn't take the suffocation I felt. My father didn't stop me. He simply sighed as I made my way past him and into the family room. I wanted to laugh at the irony. I sat on the couch and stared at the piano. I wanted to play but I knew the moment I touched that piano I would break down. I had no room for emotion in my life right now. I was going to be the biggest Mafia Don this world had ever seen. Mafia Dons have no room for emotions or family. My father taught me that early on. “Good Evening Master, Neko is making Dinner. Would you like me to play you a song?” Ayla questioned as she spotted me staring at the Grand Piano.

“You—you’re the ghost?” “Ace and I are partners,” she said simply. “Please,” he begged. “Let me go. I won’t tell anyone—” “No can do,” I said, placing the gun to his head. “You betrayed your mafia.” I pulled the trigger. Alexia stretched her arms like she’d just woken up from a nap. “Well. The Lebanese mafia is after me, and the Australian mafia is after us. They declared war, didn’t they? Anyway… I wanna watch a movie.”

I realized this was very dangerous, especially since we're going to a full-blown Mafia environment where all the bad gangsters were. Lord, Vincent’s boss, had seen us enter Vincent’s residence, from what Vincent told us. He was curious for some reason about why we were here. Vincent lied and said we were his lawyers as he was facing a court case. Unfortunately, Lord was also in a similar situation and demanded our presence. It was clear he probably said this because he thought Vincent was lying. If they had kept track on Kelvin then they might have known who Taylor was already. And now here we were in a private jet, with 10 gangsters being taken to Africa where Lord was. It had been two days