Mafia: The Old Country Novels & Stories

Did he think that Russo wasn't going to catch onto his lame plans and finish him? "Wipe that cocky look from your face." He bit out, making me automatically throw him a glare. What I had truly not expected, was for him to land a hot slap on my face with the back of his palm. I recognized the metallic taste of blood on my tongue, and gnashed my teeth in anger. How dare he? "If you think you can fight, then get up and do so!" He yelled into my face, looking into my eyes. That action of his, only made me start to laughing. Oh God, so hilarious. Jacobo's family was far from being as industrious and powerful as that of the Russos and many other founding mafia families in Italy. To us, he was like

"Tell him you'll fix it on your part, make something up. I'm trying to take care of you, that one or the other boot lickers is trying to overtake you." "I don't want you to take care of me! And that's the most twisted definition I've ever heard of caring for someone!" "Well, it's about time you realized I'm a little twisted. Mina, you're just getting to know what this whole world is about. If you let me, I can show you everything, as long as you go carefully and follow my every precaution." Your world. The business one. The mafia. The money guys. Politics. The power one.

he said in a husky voice. Sofia was dumbstruck as she stared at the man who flirted with her. He was tall and muscular, he was dark-skinned, and he had red locks and a tattoo on his neck that I recognized. He is from an American family called the Rocks. The current biggest American family mafia in this century is known for their well-known kidnapping of innocent victims, sex trafficking, murder, and most of all their selling of drugs. I stepped away from them and notified the rest of the team mostly Jevon knowing he's gonna flip. He wouldn't want anything to happen to her and most importantly he seemed to have a huge crush on her.

“Let me rephrase that, are you into illegal dealings?” Niko pulls my body flush to him, my bare back rests against his warm chest, his fingers smoothing my hair behind me to bare my shoulder to his lips as it lowers to my shoulder. Scenarios ran through my head, in movies they always portrayed the mafia as a violent illicit world, lawless men and women, committing all sorts of crimes imaginable, trafficking substances, women, and children. And while ours can be quite violent, the lifestyle and traditions are somewhat old-fashioned, and outdated and can come off as strange to outsiders. I never imagined it would have some truth to it.

I gritted my teeth and mustered all the energy in the world to push Bennett away and thank God I did. "What do you mean by that?" He snapped and grabbed my arm again, a little more harsher and tighter. "I wouldn't disrespect me here Miss Stiles. This is not a place to cuss around. This isn't Seattle neither is this Los Angeles. You walked into my Mafia den and..." "Mafia?" My eyes widened and I blinked. "I thought it was a gang thing...but a Mafia?" I was not stupid neither was I foolish. I knew what the Mafia did. Well, not really did but the books I've read said a lot and they were real. They didn't play cards or run around in circles. They shot, tortured, kill and traffick women and child

Dana insisted. "I'm sorry for keeping a secret from you, Dana. But I hope it won't change your mind about me." Marcus nervously said, as he starts sweating. Dana gently held Marcus' hand, as she gave him an encouraging smile. "I trust you, Marcus." she firmly stated. Marcus took a deep, calming breath and he mustered all his courage to speak. "Dana, my grandfather, Michael Montserrat was the Godfather or the leader of an organized Mafia crime group, which is notoriously called as "La Familia." he started.

Ken answered, “As long as you’re with me you’ll be safe.” “Why is that?” I asked. “I am one of the most feared Mafia leaders out there,” he smirked,”Only the stupid people dare to mess with me.” “Okay then,” I mutter. “We’re here,” Cole announced. “Lets party,” Dexter cheered. We got out of the car, and I looked at the big house in front of me. “Jesus you guys must be billionaires,” I gaped. "What did u expect,” Ken clarified. We walked into the house, and I was surprised to see everyone look so……classy.

He never fucking liked me and I did nothing to earn his approval because I would never get it. l am Alessia Ferrari the Don of the Italian mafia. Father only passed it down to me because he is dying and he has no male heirs, which is quite unfortunate for the bastard. He did not even have any illegitimate sons despite the fact that he fucked day in and day out. He hated watching me take over his mafia, making it mine, making the power mine. But I never asked for this life.

He was charming in a lethal wayb and every word he said made it harder to maintain the armor I’d built. The dinner went for hours. His associates exchanged stories about drug shipments and bodies dumped in canals like they were trading stock tips. I sipped water and listened. Every detail was ammunition. Every smile from Nikolai was a taunt. He had no idea I was the pin under the elephant's foot. Eventually the night advanced and everyone was starting to leave until I was left alone with him. He leaned back and stretched as if he hadn’t just spent hours surrounded by monsters. I tried to imagine the kind of man he would have been if he hadn't become a criminal but I came out blank. A crimina

*********************** Adel gets angry and says “Who are you, you bastard, and what are you talking about?” Then another man comes there and points a gun towards Adel. “How dare you talk to the Mafia King like that?” As soon as they heard the name of the Mafia King, the ground slipped under everyone's feet. “Mafia King!” “Grab your money and get out of here before I blow your skull.” Adel gets scared, and he quickly stuffs her money in the bag and runs away. Now Eva‘s parents were trembling with fear in a corner. The man got up and walked towards her the gun was still in his hand, and Amelia got scared.