Mobster Couple Novels & Stories

I said in one breath and I could see the confusion playing on his face. “Wait, wait, you said what? You said a lot of things, you said Mafia guys are after your family, you also said they killed your cousin and your best friend, you also said your father is on the run, what?.....You said too many things, I need a breakdown. Firstly, who are these Mafia guys that are doing these things to your family?” His expression was perplexed. “Okay, you won't tell anyone or go after them, it's the Dante family, they are not what people think they are, they are dark people, really dark people,” I saw a flicker of shock come to play in the detective's eyes.

She's the only thing he has of his wife. I've see what losing a family member does to the men in this business. Chul-Moo's wife got killed a few years back, he went through a rough couple of years before he got back to normal. That's the thing about us; when we hate, we hate hard but we love even harder. "Miliani! I got her! I got the kid!" Mafalda suddenly exclaims and I immediately hung up the phone I was using on the desk. I rush to her and grab the phone out of her hands, "Hello?"

George screams in pain and falls to the ground. Some people look around, but his security guards stay in front of him to cover some people's view. "Don't go around doing favors for married women. Especially for my wife, you hear me?" "Mr. Mikhailovich, stop it" He completely ignores me. "I didn't even touch her." The mobster stomps on him, humiliating him in front of everyone. "I asked if you heard what I said." "Yes, I did." Boris kicks the man in the face, who ends up passed out with the strong impact.

She was about to cross the line from being tipsy to being really fucking wasted. "You're a bad man," she pouted. "How so?" I leaned forward, actually curious about what she had to say. She closed her eyes, humming. "You're in the mafia. You run the mafia. You kill people. You hurt them. You make money off of their suffering." "It's just a job. Nothing personal. And besides, you're a member of the mafia too." She scoffed. "Only because I'm married to you. My family has never engaged me in their..." she scratched her head, trying to find the words, "...activities. "

No wonder they look so scared. “Hello to everybody. Adam from the band TKK is here. I thank you all for attending the gala. Now we’ll listen to some gentle music,” he stated. Couples walked up to the dancing platform as slow music started playing over the speakers. I grabbed my drink and headed for the stage. The stage was filled with couples dancing. Some are motivated by love, others by obligation. Some with their spouses or girlfriends, some with their mistresses, and still others with both. Yep, this is the Mafia. Many of them have many wives and mistresses. I cringe, thinking about it.

“On and off. It pays the bills.” “You still running that tattoo parlor?” “Yes. Do you feel like having a good party tonight?” “Fuck yes, I am always up for a good party.” “Rob just bought into this club. What do you say?” “I have not seen him in years; send me the address.” Mike and Rob are old friends; I first met them when I just started stripping and had to do table dance for them; we used to be inseparable, but then Mike got married to that bat, and Rob had to take over the family business, not the kind of business that you operate in the open, he is one of the biggest mafia bosses in the city.

My eyes fell on Julian severally but like I said… something to sit on. “That’s what we do here. Julian’s the assistant, Moretti is the CEO. He’s the finest drug dealer in all of Chicago.” Sean responded. He sounds like a proud dad or something and he’s literally just a yes-man. “Moretti’s only living rival is Nathara Kali Rutherford. It’s either you’re for Moretti or you’re a dead man.” Julian added, even prouder. I really don’t give a fuck, I just need him to help me find my family.

That meant I could leave cleanly, without anything tying me down. For the next two days, Tony didn't call or even leave a message. I used the time to remove everything of mine from the villa, leaving only a small suitcase. On the day I was to leave, Curtis was already waiting outside at dawn. As the car drove onto the highway, the morning news played on the radio. "The city's two largest mafia families, the Rizzos and the Gambinos, broke into violent conflict last night, with heavy casualties on both sides. The Rizzos’ leader was killed on the scene..."

He spat brutally then pushed me off and got up. He exited the room, leaving me on the floor as I massage my chin which was burning. The asshole! _____ "Boss...please listen I-" the voice paused. I could hear his breathing, he wasn't even getting enough air. "-there were three clients who had promised to-" "Money!" The lazza's deep voice was obvious. No one could miss the brutality in it. "The money!" So, my sneaky ass got me trapped in a mafia dark business. I spotted the mafia boss walking out towards the gate with two soldiers after he left the room he left me, and I followed.

De Luca, I didn't expect to hear from you so soon. - Miss Scott, my sincere apologies. We have already recovered your merchandise and transferred the money to our account. We will deliver it to you tomorrow at the same time and place. I intend to do the service myself. I was ready to do it today, but I'm supporting my baby sister. She has just lost Tobi, her eldest son, in an unfortunate accident that killed him and two of his friends. Ohhhh Tobias was dead, as were the other two unfortunate people who had nothing to do with the matter. Tobias must not have died a clean death, as the money was with De Luca.