Mafiosa Comic Novels & Stories

She spread them across the sink. Yasmine’s trembling fingers turned them over one by one. The images were horrifying, bodies mutilated and walls painted with blood. In one, a man who looked unmistakably like Luca stood over a gutted victim, his clothes drenched in crimson. Bile surged in Yasmin’s throat. She bent over the sink, dry heaving, gripping the porcelain tightly to keep herself upright. The photos slipped from her hands and scattered across the floor. She rinsed her mouth quickly, gasping for air, before turning back to Gianna. Rage sparked in her eyes, and she wanted nothing more than to wipe the smug expression from the officer’s face.

No one else would dare. I had escaped my father but I just basically went from frying pan to fire. Hakan was Scorpion, there was no doubt about it. I was in the arms of the deadliest and most feared mafia boss in the whole country and maybe further than that.

They also don't want Dylan to get angry. Those loyal to La Victima Mafi, those who are still willing to fight for their own mafia, did not meet a good end. Hey, all died swiftly and brutally. If any of the lower ranks see them now, they will all shiver in fear and ask themselves if they still want to stay in La Xiena Mafia. After all, these kinds of brutal ways of killing can cause trauma to those who are not used to them.

Marco hesitated for a brief moment. "Boss, there's talk in the streets. Carla's aligning with smaller gangs. She's building an army." Vito's eyes turned dark, and a dangerous smirk pulled at his lips. "An army? Let her. The bigger her play, the harder she'll fall when I crush her." One of the other men, a younger enforcer named Luca, shifted uncomfortably. "But, Boss, what if she's using this unrest to distract us? What if the riots are a smokescreen for something bigger? Vito's sharp gaze shifted to Luca, the weight of his stare making the young man flinch.

“Alessia.” Ivan shrugged. “We already know your name. I’ve heard so much about you, against my will.” Dante’s voice cut in, low and firm. “Ivan.” Ivan raised both hands in mock surrender. “I don’t want to offend the mafia don. He might chop off my fingers or do some other mafia thing to me.” I laughed, harder than I meant to. The sound surprised me. It felt foreign after days of nausea and quiet anxiety. Maxim waved a hand. “Don’t mind him. He never stops teasing Dante for choosing his grandfather’s path and becoming a mafia boss instead of… I don’t know, being a doctor or something civilized.”

“Unless the great Mafia Don is only good at ordering executions from behind a desk.” Drake’s eyes darkened completely, a low, dangerous chuckle escaping his chest. “Careful, Donna. Your mouth is writing checks your skill can’t cash yet.”

I fall on her exhausted untied her from the bedpost and her arms fall and sag beside her. Cassidy It's been almost five hours since I tapped into the dark web. I've never seen so much that makes me want to cringe and vomit. Being mafia this shit should bother me but it does. I've been scoloing around, then I suddenly come across something interesting. Bingo. “I've found something you guys might want to see.” They all patter into the room like ninjas. “What have you found, Cas, please say it's worth our time?” Orlando says.

He scoffs and turns to look at her. " We shouldn't be talking about this right now cause there's a gun fight just few feets away from us." " I know, right?" Elsa say sarcastically. What did she just did ? She wasn't even thinking before shooting the 'Bad guys' as Radon put it. " One rule of the Mafia; kill or get killed. It's your choice. No one gives a fuck about anyone. You break the Omertà, you get killed. All of that shit is what builds the Mafia. We're gonna go out there and shoot some fuckers." He smiles as bullet hit the wall behind Elsa.

I stated as i shot him in the head. "Well, Now, the Lebanese mafia is after ME and The Australian mafia is after US. They declared war, didn't they? I wanna watch a movie." Alexia said happily. She's so fucking fearless. There are two mafia after her and she's still the same, fearless, bold, strong. She would make a perfect queen.

Zia was the only person close to Chloe, but she didn't live with her; she lived in another country. She lost her temper and slapped Andrew in outrage. His men, who were also present in the room, instantly pointed their guns at her as she slapped their boss. Andrew gestured for them to put their guns down with a look. She glared at him with pure hatred in her eyes. "I never thought you would stoop so low," she yelled at him in anger and rushed to her Aunt, but he stopped her by grasping her hand. "I'm the Mafia Boss. I'm a devil; I hurt people. I don't show mercy to anybody. This is my real side. You messed with the wrong person, and now you have to pay for your deeds," he said darkly.