Mafiosa Comic Novels & Stories

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.

“You know what these street gangs did to mom and still-” “These aren’t the Vipers. Vipers don’t hold a torch, not even a flame, to these bastards. Novo Tech is just a façade. They built up a lie to trick fools like Maddox and I to think their family is like every other. But these fuckers run the mafia! Las Vegas is ruled by devils like them.” Novo Tech. Mafias?

THE MAFIA CLAN**** Arianna paint her finger nails black while Sofia sat beside the window smoking and drinking Surely she can't do without smoking "Two good week and he never showed up with her. Fuck! What's going on in this clan? "Sofia asked still smoking "I dunno " Arianna replied focusing on the fingers she was painting. "Everything about this place seems wierd"Arianna said and Sofia gave her an unconscious cough "You're weird yourself. Everyone in this place is weird"Sofia said in her mind

This bastard seemed really determined to blow her head off if she kept screaming and resisting. Yes, what kind of dream did Bella have last night that she had to experience a kidnapping like this? It was clear to her that these people were members of a gang. Marco Vilante, as Darrel suspected, was a dangerous mafia leader. Bella never thought she would have to deal with these dangerous people. It was all because of that damn accident that led to her being kidnapped like this.

The White Sea! Her life flashed before her eyes as she saw the symbol and she remembered Alfredo and what he said about coming for them. They are really pirates; She said to herself. “The white scarred mafia is here! Xavier, run!” She yelled, trying to make a run for it, but the gigantic man grabbed her. She expected him to shoot her or hit her, but he did nothing but grab her. He slung her over his shoulder like paper.

“I get what I want from other places. But if someone’s digging into her life… well, it sounds like your problem, not mine.” Alissia glances between us, clearly sensing that this room is one bad move away from exploding into violence. “Okay, how about everyone just backs off a little?” she says, her voice tight, but trying to stay in control. “I’ll handle this. All of you—just let me handle it.” The mafia guy narrows his eyes, clearly not convinced. “You don’t even know what you’re dealing with, Alissia.” She folds her arms defiantly, lifting her chin. “Then maybe you should tell me, instead of all the cryptic bullshit.”

Something unknown coursed into me and an inside voice adviced me to scurry out of there immediately, but I stilled. I saw Felix grimaced. He darted his gaze to Felix. "She's a Mafia whore, right?" He asked an I notice a viscous gli y in the eyes of the men behind him. A Mafia whore? Disgusting! I wanted to speak, I wanted to defend myself and let Mr scarred face know that I'm not a whore. But his contorted face which made him look pretty much like a monster didn't let me. He looked scary with the scars on his face, like he'd had a blood bat with apavk of wolves or something.

I traced her gaze to the same group of gambling men who were sitting by the left corner of the big tavern. Sofia’s cheeks slightly curved to reveal a smile, flashing her front teeth out as she waved at one of them. A tall Martian man instantly stood up. I could tell he could be a little older than I, with a slick black hair dropping down to his shoulders. He had more of feminine, than masculine features. Waving back at us with a grin on his face, he flung himself forward and aimed for Sofia’s figure like a wild dog. “Fiona!” I heard him exclaimed, his hands catching Sofia’s waist and shoving himself into her frame, with sound of his kisses and love hugs flying right in front of my eyes.

Dwayne sat down and went straight to the point and did not beat around the bush, as the professional doctor he is. “What do you want from me?” Fausto's lips curled upwards into a smug smirk as he spoke. "As to be expected of a man of your caliber." With an imposing stance, he strode over to the opposite sofa and sat down, his voice deep and husky. "As a gentleman myself, let me introduce myself. I am Don Fausto Aguilla, a mafia boss from country B. I require your assistance with something small, and in return, those pictures will remain confidential. Can I count on your cooperation?"

He was about to punch me when he stopped and became pale and weaker. The knife I used was small but, it had a deadly poison. "Goodbye, dog of a mafia org." I'm a killer, yeah, I'm not just an ordinary model. I hate Mafia the most. I love killing them. ------- "Wifey, awake, awake!" I woke up when Warren jumped on our bed. "What's the matter Warren?" I asked sleepily. He lay down next to me and moved his foot. "You have a male visitor. His name is Yuhan." He said while pouting.