Matteo Mafia Novels & Stories

“We're not done talking about this, okay? We'll definitely come back to it. I don't know what's going on between you and Matteo, but not on my watch.” Alessandra scoffed. “What do you mean by that? Look who's talking. Aren't you the one married to Donato?” “Donato is different.” “Exactly! Matteo is different too.” Jesse gasped. “Are you seriously supporting Matteo right to my face?” “I'm only returning your argument and trying to make you understand that you're married to Donato Del Sindacato, a mafia man with a notorious reputation.” “And you think Matteo doesn't have a notorious reputation of his own? Have you heard the stories about Matteo? Do you want me to give you the gist? Why don't y

❤️ A faint smirk touched his lips. “I know you’ll hate me… you’ll be angry…” His fingers tightened slightly in her hair— “But this… is what’s best for us.” A pause. “And today… the way you fought…” 🔥 “I liked it.” His gaze darkened. “Because that strength… will save you in the future.” He exhaled slowly— “There will come a time… when you’ll feel completely broken…” His voice dropped— “But you’ll have to stand again… because you are the Queen of this mafia world…”

Arriving at home, I rush for a shower after the shower, I laid myself on the bed with my eye staring at the ceiling. As tears begin to stream down from my eyes when a deep thought hit me. I was nineteen when I lost my mother. It has been two years since this incident happened. But that day was more than a nightmare when we were in Russia. I still remember that night when I was sitting on the couch and suddenly a group of mafia broke into the house and threatened dad. They through he was a part of the Russian Mafia, but they were mistaken. While threatening and blackmailing dad they killed my mother. Then after that day my father decided to move out from Russia, we came to France, Laon. Where

Her brain was heavy, she was trying to gulp what information she has collected from Mathew's uncle. "My nephew... He is not alive anymore..." The little she still had was no longer she had. He... Did he die? No, how was it possible. When she asked him, "How did he... He died?" "He used to work for an Italian Mafia leader named Mike. I never saw him but... Mathew was his right hand. Once he thought of paying all the debt his biological dad had and that's why... Even after I have warned him not to do it but he did not listen to me... He... He has started betraying him by being a spy. He went back to work for a man whom I don't know what's his name even but Mathew said he liked him very much. T

He says calmly and my stomach twists at his words. “You don’t cross La Famiglia De Santis and keep breathing.”He murmurs in Italian and I arch my brows at him confused. What family is he talking about?? “Sorry that was rude of me, I should introduce myself properly,”He says calmly. “My name is Matteo De Santis. The mafia don of La Famiglia De Santis we control more than half of what never makes the news here and in Italy. Also the CEO of The Santis Group” He says as my knees nearly buckle.

He has always been compulsively obsessed with keeping us safe and is probably already thinking of a thousand ways something could go wrong with my disregard of his plans. The mafia cemetery is only not very far from our estate. We arrive before I’m done with my venting. I am not surprised to see that it’s already packed. Just like the wedding, the whole mafia community also came out in numbers today too. We really are an odd bunch. We hate each other, murder each other like flies but attend each other’s events like some big happy family. It’s easy to spot Leo and his whole Booi mafia group. The cocky irritating bastard always stands out. I really don’t understand why most of these dangerous

"I knew it." Santiago also didn't like Mattias Serrano. The man was the most selfish person he had ever met. Mattias had jumped into politics after handing over the mafia business to Killian. Money can buy you anything. It wasn't difficult for him to get into politics, considering the whole world was oblivious to their connection with Mafia and those who knew were either killed or bribed. His popularity grew by leaps and bounds in politics, so much that today he was one of the candidates considered for the seat of the Deputy Prime Minister of the country. Again, the things money can do for you.

He wants Hera in his bed, and that will not change. "Why are you so scared of him? If he finds out that she is with us, then it will be dangerous for us. But what if he doesn't? We will be careful" he argued. Sergei snorted sarcastically. "Matteo will find out. He didn't become an underboss to the most feared mafia don for no reason. Now he is a boss himself. He has this knack to trace anything and everything he wants within hours. We are talking about Hera here. For some reason, he is obsessed with her. He already killed two men just for touching her. Now I don't want your name to add to that list. Find someone else, anyone, I will bring her to you" he promised.

The next day, Mateo and Alissa were sitting in front of Giovanni with the information that Mari had given her. "Mari worked as a partner of a chief of police in Parma, a city here in northern Italy. He hid important information from the Russian mafia in exchange for money, after all, no one would suspect a police officer from the interior." Alissa began to tell the story that had been passed on to her.

None of them looked younger than twenty-four, meaning I had to be the youngest. The mansion belonged to one of the most feared men in the city, Domenico Fanucci. Although he tried covering his tracks behind a family vineyard and brewery, everyone knew him as one of the most ruthless and notorious mafia bosses. His sons had quite the reputation in the city as well, and it was not a good one. There was the youngest brother, Dante, known for his playboy ways, the middle child, Gian, known for his lack of manners, and at last, the oldest, the heir—Alessio, known for his hideous temper, cold aura, and handsome looks.