Mafia: The Old Country Novels & Stories

Leonardo paused in his speech. He accessed my facial expression before going on. "It is an oath of secrecy taken, swearing not to divulge the activities of the mafia to law enforcement agencies. You won't be allowed to have unmonitored phone calls, e-mails or texts as every thing will now be monitored by the mafia. You also can't go on unsupervised trips or vacations. All your movements will be monitored and track. You shouldn't be seen with the police either. You will have to be branded as belonging to the Mafia. And the punishment if you don't sign or break any of the rules is...death"

G R A C E P O V We stood in front of the big mansion of 'Family Antoïni' in Italy. My legs were shaking, my hands were clammy and my body was sweating like I was walking through a desert. I felt like dying. I didn't know if I could do that. I seriously doubted it. My leg wasn't healed completely yet from the bullet wound and they were also weak from the nerves. If Giovanni wasn't holding me up I would have sacked through my legs already.

I bite my lower lip and sighed deeply. " We should go. " he politely said, resting his hand on my lower back. " He's Antonio Rego, younger brother of my father. He is also mafia. He decided things are good or bad for his people. He likes everything to work according to him. You'll speak when it requires. " he said and caught sight of me. " I had heard, you are the Emperor." I asked, " You didn't talk about it. I was thinking um.. " I stopped.

LILY’s POV “Mafia is a process, not a thing. Mafia is a form of clan cooperation to which its individual members pledge a lifelong commitment to. Friendship, connections, family ties, trust, loyalty, obedience… this was the glue that held us together.” – Joe Bonanno

She said with a smile. “Hmm, Lydia, we kind of need your help.” Eddy said nervously and Lydia raised a brow curiously. “With what?” “We need you to help us kill someone.” Eddy said and Lydia froze. “What?” “Okay, take a seat.” Eddy said and pulled her to sit. “Have you ever heard of mafias? Russians? Drug lords and dealers? Assassins?” Eddy asked. “Yeah, yes I have.” “Good.” “Whats good about it?”

5'8 Alessandro:25 years old.The oldest.Cold ,ruthless and next italian mafia heir.Only values family and does not show emotions to anyone but his little sister.Overprotective of his brothers but mostly Alessa and only has a soft side for Alessa 6'5 Marco:23 years old.Second oldest.Kind,Loving to his family but in the mafia his ruthless and cold.Overproctive of Alessa.He is the mother hen of the family.His 6'3

He extended his arm while showing the red mark from her hit. Clara rolled her eyes, "Can you be a little more serious? Something bad is happening, and you're still worried about your reddened arm?" "Come on, the mission is well planned, and I know exactly what to do there. I won't attack Liam and his troops in Canada. In fact, I'm not tasked with attacking ElWagner's headquarters because Rafael has arranged a team from a mafia network led by Mikael Williams." "Who is Mikael Williams?" Clara furrowed her brow upon encountering another unfamiliar name in Lucas's story.

He asked angrily. He was still enjoying his bachelor life and he doesn't want to have commitment nor responsibilities to women. They are all pain in the ass, he'll rather fuck them and leave right after. "What are you fussing about when you know you'll eventually get married? You're not just a normal man Damon, you are the future Capo di tutti capi!" the old man answered, referring to his position in their organization. He was a mafia boss. The future leader of Thanatuo Organosi, a Greek mafia that originated in Greece but is now dominating in Albania and South America. He was also the mysterious owner of Infinity Winery that runs here in the Philippines.

Georgia wanted to burst out, but she tried to collect herself altogether before it could happen. “Well, yeah. That really is your one million question.” Jennifer took a bite first, while Georgia was observing her. “Have you heard about mafias?” she threw another question, instead of answering directly. Furrowed brows, Georgia replied as she began to touch her food, “Mafias? Aren’t those popular in fiction?” she asked as she prepared a bite of fried rice. The spoon was already half-way through her mouth, when she halted as realization struck her.

They were taken in by the elderly man in a grand mansion that resembled a palace. There, Aleah noticed numerous men in suits surrounding the estate. She discovered that her grandfather was no ordinary businessman—he was the leader of a powerful mafia group in Italy. His real name was Antonio De Luna. At the mansion, Antonio recounted the reason he hadn't been with Aleah's mother for 20 years. He was once the Alpha of a pack, but an unexpected tragedy struck, leading to the death of most of his pack members. He was blamed for failing to protect them from a deadly epidemic. The only ones he had managed to save were his own family. This incident was why he never formed another wolf pack, nor wa