Mafia: The Old Country Novels & Stories

He was popularly known as 'the multiple faced mafia' because a lot of people have heard of him but haven't seen him even most of his employees and thugs. The closest person to him is Juliet who had been with him since she was a child and she had even only seen him once when she was five years old and training in martial arts. She had been raised by an old nanny as long as she could remember, it was only one day at her traning center he came to see how she was faring. It wad after he left they told her he is the dreaded mafia lord. Many speculated he was born wicked. But is anyone born wicked? No! His rough childhood made him what he is.

Something hard inside the seam snagged under my finger. I paused my inspection and gently pulled at the stitching. A very small metal object slipped free from the seam and landed silently in the palm of my hand. My jaw immediately tightened with cold realization. I instantly recognized this specific symbol. I hadn’t seen this mark in years. It was the mark of a very old mafia group. They didn’t publicly announce themselves. These men were known for never missing a target. They were known for settling old debts through family bloodlines. They specialized in using debt, leverage, and family members, and they were famous for targeting women to brutally break the power of the men they hated.

Lucifer asked, noticing the shift in Spike’s demeanor. Spike’s eyes gleamed with a mix of excitement and intrigue. “I’ve just received intel on two major Mafia organizations—one based in Eastern Europe and the other in Italy. Both are deeply entrenched in the underworld, and guess what? They go by the same name: *Nosce Hostem.*” Lucifer’s expression darkened, his mind immediately racing. “Are you saying there are two factions with the same name? That can’t be a coincidence.”

I snapped at each one of them sitting around the table. One of them cleared his throat, the oldest of them, “For decades, the Italian Mafia in New York didn't have any young king of the underworld,” I shot him a glare, wondering what he meant by that,” but we decided to break that rule for you because you were much more effective and ruthless while your father was alive, but now you have become really soft,” if not that he was old enough to be my grandpa I would have left a punch on his goddamn face.

Mike's POV My meeting with Nate was not as bad as I thought it would be. I didn't know him before now but seeing how he was able to get my contact for him to reach out to me. It simply means he is a very dangerous man and he can get anything he wants. Thinking about it now, that's not so far-fetched from what a mafia can do. Nothing goes hidden in their watch except for something they lack interest in. I need to get informants like his for myself.

Chapter 5 Sofia's POV I spent the rest of the day lost in thought, trying to imagine what tonight's event would look like. The thought of attending a mafia gathering, where the most notorious figures would converge, sent shivers down my spine. My first encounter with the mafia still haunted me - the memory of blood splattering everywhere, the sound of gunfire echoing through the chapel, and the lifeless body crumpling to the ground. It was a gruesome reminder of the world Mark inhabited, and now, I was being pulled into its depths.

Origin: Sicily. I felt a ghost of a sensation—a memory of a sun I hadn't seen in years and a family that had traded my soul for a seat at the table. The Viteris. My mother’s side. The old-world mafia who had seen the digital revolution coming and decided to harvest their own blood to stay relevant. "Open the channel," I commanded.

Last night I received notice that the Family was cutting me loose. The explanation was flimsy: my thinking was outdated, I refused to modernize, and I was seriously obstructing the Family's expansion. That morning, my fiance stopped me in the corridor, his expression icy. "Kelly was right. Someone as stubborn and inflexible as you only holds the Family back. "And don't blame me for cutting you. You offended someone you shouldn't have." Kelly leaned against the railing, surrounded by her men, and watched me with a smug smile. She was the Don's own niece. Two weeks earlier, she had been parachuted in to take over the Family's core operations, using reform as an excuse to purge every elder. At

Volume/Book 1: The Stylish Mafia Girl & Her Muse Mafia men have been the trend of town for ages; their dominance over the world resembles a ghost ruling the graveyard—driven by that statement when exceptionally beautiful female Simone Thompson—the ruling Mafia of Austria vows to change the belief, then destruction is accompanied by terror, action, and the everlasting love to kill for adventure.

because he's black, so he's a criminal, is that what you trying to portray to him. " have you seen the news, do you know how they behave?, Amanda's Dad asked "oh, hmm, you're right, you're also an Italian, and all of you people are in the mafia, they like gambling and they cheat on their wives." Mrs Carolina McArthur said to her husband.