Mafia Surnames Novels & Stories

The uncomfortable chair and cheap table didn’t bother him as much as the thoughts running through his head. Armani del Rossi was no ordinary man. He ruled his world from the shadows, the name “Del Rossi” whispered with fear and reverence across continents. He was a mafia lord—a ruthless, calculating figure who commanded loyalty through power and fear. Possession was his creed. Control was his doctrine. And anything he wanted, he took.

She looked at the maid with a kind weak smile . “You can call me Setenta, Madam." Setenta replied, causing Ana Sophia to scrunch her brows. “Sententa, the number 70?” Ana Sophia asked, and Sententa, seeing the look in Sophia’s face, avoided her gaze. Reading Sententa’s body language, Sophia immediately kept quiet; she immediately remembered that most Mafia families are involved in human trafficking. They don't hire servants; they buy slaves and give them names according to the number of servants they have. A normal person that grew up in the mafia would not be surprised by this.

she asked Rafael, her voice low and husky. Rafael's eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched. "They're a powerful mafia family from Spain," he replied, his voice dripping with caution. "They're looking to expand their business interests here, and they want to meet with me to discuss a potential partnership." Eva's eyes widened, her mind racing with the implications. "A partnership?" she repeated, her voice laced with skepticism. "What kind of business are they in?" Rafael's gaze flicked to Blaze, who was driving, before returning to Eva. "Let's just say they're interested in exploring new opportunities," he said, his voice vague.

Chapter 52 || VINCENZO's POV || " And.. what's your name girl?" I asked with a hard gaze on her. The world couldn't be so small right? It was no secret to me that my mother married into the Russian Mafia, the De Santis family, one of our eternal rivals. We didn't fight hand in hand but we always had the cold war. They didn't interfere in our business and neither did I. The girl whispered, looking down at her feet,

“You have no idea who the fuck you are talking to right now. I ought to whip you until you bleed for this disobedient and disrespectful outburst.” Her eyes widened and her mouth went dry as it hung open. Not at his threats but rather the vclaim that he made—his words echoing in her mind. The mafia king? As in the leader of the vicious MMM group from Karachi? Never in a million years had Anissa thought that she would be facing the leader of the most powerful mafia in the country. The identity of the leader of the mafia was kept hidden from the public but his malicious and merciless killings and acts were infamous throughout the country. Anissa wasn’t that much of a news person or a socialite

Dmitri said to Dre, a serious expression on his face. "Why?" "It's because we realized something interesting. The mafia in question is under your father's name. Also, it seems whosoever is heading that gang is a part of your family, Xan. We contacted Marcello, your father's main man. He told us that the gang is under your dad's protection but is headed by a family member. He refused to tell us who the mafia boss is. So, we went ahead with our search. There are only four people in your family who own mafia gangs. You, your father, your twin brother, Xanthis and your cousin, Bruno. Your dad is completely out of the picture because even though he hates your guts, he's glad you're heading your m

Ever since my cousin gave up the mafia and chose to live peacefully with his new family, I made sure no one dared to harm them. Sol was the face of our mafia although ironically, he was careful not to let anyone be familiar with his face. He was a prudent man. As much as he could, he wanted to avoid war or anything that would bring harm to the family. He was more like my padre who chose peace and order rather than conflict among mafias. However, that wasn’t enough to avoid greed and envy from others. In the end, he still managed to attract enemies. Our name and reputation was no different than royalty in our world. Just an utter of our name, people no doubt will know.

I asked again, feeling sorry that I am unable to help Lucas since I was with Aurelia most of the time during the party and passed out before I could mingle. "If I'm not mistaken, his name was Sean Gonzales," he said. Gonzales? The name was very familiar and having a Gonzales name in the Mafia was a trademark. And Freddy Gonzales, is the reason for it. The Madman of Mexico was impossible to be left unnoticed. But the name Sean doesn't ring a bell. "He was at the party. Do you know anyone named Sean Gonzales?"

There are other mafias too but these are good mafias. French Mafia is from Amelia's side family and my and Amelia's marriage was an arrangement but eventually we fell in love and had seven kids. Time to say bye to Italy for some time.

I patted his back "I will be there with you to witness that moment, but first we have to increase the security of our house" In the mafia, family is the biggest strength as well as weakness of any mafia man. If the family members are capable of defending themselves then they are strengths but if not then they are the biggest weakness because it makes them easy targets. And in our house, only Marco can defend himself. "If this time he attacks my family then I'll take him apart bone by bone " Dante roared, holding a dark look in his eyes. "I don't think he is alone because last time we had left him on the brink of death, so it's impossible to attack back this fast without any support," I said