Massimo Mancini Novels & Stories

“Get to the point.” “Gaspare met with someone this morning. None of our men knew the guy, so I did a little digging…” “And who's the fucker?” I urged. “His name is Aldo Mancini.” I pinched the bridge of my nose. “And the name is supposed to mean anything to me?” “The guy is from the Chicago Outfit,” Lanzo said. “He is Ardian Cavalieri's second.”

Aware that I crossed the line today, a massive regret was coming on my way. . In a factory building for stuffed toys, the owner welcomed me with open arms. He was older than me by two years, robust in his features, and his arms were covered with tattoos. His neatly trimmed mustache and beard which was a trend these days gave him the aura of a dangerous man. Indeed, he was dangerous for this factory for fluffy toys were only his facade. He was Martin Mancini, half Italian half American, leader of one of the biggest mafia in Italy. My friend, my big brother.

Daisy exclaimed, and I hand-shoved her to be mute. “Hmn hmn!” The CEO nodded. “This establishment is owned by my family, The Moranos. But run by me. Everyone is welcome to nest here. Clients. Friends. Enemies. Business associates, or whatever. There are over six thousand staff working in every sector of the establishment. The last opening we had was days back and we’ve gotten the right staff. But I will still fix you two somewhere. A section that will be best for both of you.” He sent his gaze to the man behind him. “Get me Matilda. Tell her, I need her right now,” he ordered.

I notice Anthony's eyes widen as he pauses the clip and proceeds to zoom into the man in a suit. “Does he look familiar to you?” I asked him as he studied the person on the screen intently. Anthony taps the back of the tech guy, “Run the face of this guy in the system…I'm trying to recall where I know him from, he looks too familiar.” I brush my fingers at the sound of this. Another mole! The tech guys zoomed in, running the image through the system. It took him less than four minutes and the result was out "Ricardo Ramirez. He’s been Miss Sofia's bodyguard for years now." He explains showing us a clearer photo of Riccardo.

he announced, with a bit too much flair, “is Uncle Alessandro’s girlfriend.” The boys immediately burst out with exaggerated kissing sounds, and Alessandro laughed, reaching over to mess up the hair of the youngest one, a little boy who puffed out his chest and shook my hand. “Cristiano Mancini,” he introduced himself, but then, like some miniature gentleman, he dipped down on one knee and kissed the back of my hand. The two older boys shoved each other, both trying to introduce themselves first. “Massimo Costello,” one of them declared, sticking out his hand with a lopsided smile, and the other quickly interjected, “Marcello Costello.”

I said, smiling at the man who wrapped his arm around both Nicolas and I, holding us close. “The two of you will forever be the two men that I will forever be proud of. One, has a heart of gold who I raised in front of me, teaching him right from wrong despite the toxicity that he was forced to endure. And the other, a man of his word who has the softest of souls despite all the pain that he has gone through. I know that it was hard on the two of you to endure all that you have, but I want you to know that I am proud of you and I will forever be proud of the men that you have become. Meeting you, and being a part of your lives will forever be the best thing that has happened to me” Alessandr

He said while he cocked his head to the side. "Alpha Alcander. The most powerful. Most ruthless, and most feared Alpha. You have no mercy on anyone." He said while he shook a little, and jumped when Alcander hand clamped around his shoulder. "The most feared." He turned around and gave me a wicked smile. I glared at him while my fist closed at my sides.

Kenny's pov When the hunk of a man asked me for my name I hesitated only for a few seconds, my wolf has been screaming in my head about all four of them being my mates but I ignored her. I couldn't have a mate as I was destined to die after I kill the son of a bitch alpha. She tried to tell me something but I blocked her out, not wanting to get my hopes up of a happier life. That was why I decided to give them my name, I had nothing left to lose. "It's Kenny, Kenny McKenzie alpha of the extinct White Moon pack" I answered him with my head held high and shoulders straight. The shock and disbelief on their faces almost made me laugh, but the sadness of my words stopped that in its track, if I

"And that knucklehead over there is Major, head of security and Boss's guard." "You work beside him?" "Not beside him per se, that would suggest that I am one of his oldest friends, I work more for him." "Oldest friends?" Rosalie chortled as she leaned forward onto the counter. "I don't think he is capable of having friends." "Oh, no. They are more like his childhood companies that became brothers. His second-in-command; Vincenzo Moretti, the one with the green eyes. Lorenzo Balducci, the man who ensures everything is in order for the boss. Marcelo Vitali, the chief of staff. And Romeo Alleva, the one in charge of recruits training. These five guys have been together since they were born. Al

I - when I raised it with dad I was furious at you and I - I thought maybe you would love me with time or I can always say no before the wedding," said Aryan. Salvatore looked at him. "I don't love anyone in this world and I never will. I am incapable of that and you are barking up the wrong tree. With me you will never have anything you want or desire," said Salvatore. "Don't be so dramatic," said Aryan. "Oh, well, have you heard if the Capo, Aryan?" asked Salvatore. "Of course who hasn't," asked Aryan surprised. "It's me, Salvatore El Manzoni," said Salvatore and looked at Aryan whose hand fell from his shoulder and he was looking at him in shock.