Novel & Cerita Mafia Triad

I don't need a woman right now that would be weak and fragile, they are just good distractions nothing more. Looking down at the lifeless body i just unalived, i could only think about how death was the only way out for traitors like him who ratted us out to the rival gang. The mafia was big on family however, there was no mercy for traitors in the family. I threw the dagger i'd used alongside my shirt that was stained with blood into the trash bin as i make my way to my office in the warehouse. My cartel had the biggest shipmemt for armmos and.

The person he had called just now was Alan Butch – one of the three big bosses of the underground world in this city. There were three underground kings who ruled together, maintaining and controlling the channels that had been established to do all sorts of businesses that wouldn’t be considered legal in the face of the law. As the three rulers who were always in unison, the three big bosses had called themselves ‘The Tri-Pride Gang'. This gang wasn’t only known in the city, they were known across America as well. They’re also considered one of the most fearsome gangs on the continent. Interestingly, law enforcement had never been able to find any solid evidence on them that could possibly

LUCYA Does he think that I am a fool to him. He thought that I would not realise that he was talking about his foe the Russian mafia, and he said that my father was his boss! He is freaking lying with me! He has kidnapped me Trinidad was just a simple mafia man I've read his documents. Trinidad is not a mafia boss, my father was a simple man. Maximo has lied to me, and he is using me against his mission. Does he know something about my biological father?

"I didn't choose this life, Bianca. It chose me. It's inbred in me that I can't walk away from it even if I tried. The moment you're a male in the famiglia, you're a part of the mafia, whether you like it or not. I took an oath when I was old enough to decide for myself. I can't break that oath as long as I live. The only way out of the mafia is death." "Will you ever know peace? These gang wars, this territory dispute. It must be draining to always expect an attack." "It's the mafia, Bianca, not a Disneyland fairytale." I joked, chuckling lightly. She looked at me undeterred. "But does the nightmare ever end?" A small smile touched my lips. "Once in a while," I said softly. Truthfully. "Aft

"Oh.......you mean the two men who started the first mafia in Italy?" "Si. Arthur Gionovese and Triton Arivonese. They were best friends and through the ages our families were close...well up until Cardinal's day." "Who's running the Gionovese Joint now?" "I believe one of the men who worked in my mafia up until the point where he kidnapped her." I thought "His name is Damanico Gionovese. His mafia was in trouble when he entered our mafia when we started and we bailed him out. He kept his mafia hidden as he thinks I don't know that he's a boss and I know he's been using his mafia. His location and home is completely unknown."

Before he answers Kai asked, "Why didn't you ask me?" Leo replied, "You started this mafia business just to mess with Ian but he started this business for power so the grudge he will receive comes with a lot of lethal. I was in this business for centuries so I know well how this works." Kai nodded his head. Then Ian voiced, "From the very beginning Phoenix Mafia been a very big headache to us. Every I planned to kill him, he managed to escape. He also knows many things about the supernatural. He has a witch with him to protect him from us. If he is the one who did this then Jade will need our help definitely" Kai sighed and said, "I heard about him too"

“What? Did you think an old kind man just happened to live on the family's premises without being a member? Mr. Johnson, or big Johnsy as we call him, started as an errand boy when he was fourteen. When he hit thirty he had climbed up to collector and by fifty he was working as a manager of our brothels. That was before he got sick.” I stare down at my plate in disgust. Sure I figured that even Mr. Johnson had something to do with all this mafia stuff, but I was hoping he was a gardener or something. “You should make a habit of recognizing everyone here for what they are. Either they have been whores, errand boys, collectors or cleaners, as we call them. Some are related to members or marrie

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

I found Savio and Luca seated at the mini-bar while Torin was leaning against the wall, arguing about something with Savio, and Lorenzo was seated against one of the chairs. “What happened?” I approached the bar, pouring myself a glass of scotch. “Triads,” Savio Russo said with a deep hiss before downing the rest of his drink. “They got the truck before it crossed the border,” Torin pulled away from the wall and took his seat. Renzo handed me the tablet in his hands. “Take a look at the photos,” I scrolled through everyone, and in each of them, all of our men had been brutally cut into pieces. The work of the Chinese Mafia gang.

As I grew older and overheard conversations between papa and his 'colleagues', I soon figured out what the fuck was going on. I was fourteen when I found out. My papa killed his brother and his family to take over the Spanish mafia himself. He did all of this for money. Our family wasn't poor before this, so papa had no reason to be this greedy. He got caught up in all of this avarice that he ended up killing his own family. It wasn't like uncle Pedro didn't send us money either, he would always help us when we asked. Yet, papa didn't appreciate his brother's efforts enough...