Mobster Novels & Stories

ungodly "mercy ??!! Mercy is Masttoslin me out when I get rid of these cuffs! " Chiara drove the air out of her mouth .. cheek Bowoovvvv "Well master Tomse! I do not like the threats that you use against me!" ANGLO did not seem disturbed by it and by his hair, and neither those with all Hdwoowoe claim himself severe! "I do not threaten only dear!" "Well will have to master Otbek Tomse!" Kiara surrounded her legs around his hips strongly and made her fingers dancing on his arms; Smell masculinities weakened the senses towards him from her eyes, which made it close sense of pleasure at the sight of his body;

Chapter 5 My Granddaughter Stella went to the office of Shiho Eiko Yung (the mafia king), only she had no idea how powerful this man was. She just knew that they were one of the richest families in the country. The more Stella looked at the baby, the more she hated her. She could see so much of Vangeline in her even though she was less than a month old. The only difference was the child had red hair and those green eyes, which was why she knew that Mr. Yung would have no problem accepting the child, he too had red hair and those sharp green eyes. She guessed it must be from the family genes.

The door slammed open just then and all heads snapped to the door. A tall robust man in a crisp black suit, casually strode in with two other men on his tail. Pipe hanging on dark lips, head bald and a face carved from hell. Don Montello; Costa Nostra’s roughest famiglia who built their empire through outlaw biker culture. Alessandro’s shoulders flexed with sudden wrath as his blood turned molten steel. He jerked up to his feet immediately, the table rattling from the force as he reached for the man’s suit and slammed him painstakingly against the wall it almost left a dent.

The uncomfortable chair and cheap table didn’t bother him as much as the thoughts running through his head. Armani del Rossi was no ordinary man. He ruled his world from the shadows, the name “Del Rossi” whispered with fear and reverence across continents. He was a mafia lord—a ruthless, calculating figure who commanded loyalty through power and fear. Possession was his creed. Control was his doctrine. And anything he wanted, he took.

"Hey! Why are you angry? Altair is fine, right?" Morgan chased after Jessica who had pouted and scowled in annoyance. "You think it's a game? Why do mobsters like you like to keep beasts? Bears, lions, tigers, crocodiles, why not rabbits? Pigeons or hamsters maybe?" What the hell Jessica? "What? Are you crazy, huh? There's no Mafia like that! That's not the Mafia, that's a sissy!"

I gulped, stopping in my tracks. “Come in here.” I trudged to the living area. There sat Sinister smoking a cigar. He had one leg perched on the other. He took a large puff from his cigar, and then he flashed me a devilish grin. Blair was sitting next to Jenna, and a very handsome man was sitting in the opposite chair. He had black hair, mixed with specs of grey and dark eyes. He licked his pink lips as he stared at me. I felt uncomfortable. He leaned over and whispered something to Sinister and the devil tensed then he did something he had never done before, he introduced me to the old man. And he used my name. “Pebbles, this is Mr. Mobley. He is one of my business associates.”

31st December, 1998 Undisclosed location James Roberts What have I gotten myself into?, I knew that name somewhere- JG. Joel Gustav, the most notorious crime boss in the whole of America. How on earth do I tell the first lady that her daughter is with the most feared crime boss. If he knew I was investigating him, he'll have my head faster than I can say my name. What do I do?. I was left with only one option and with that, I picked up my phone.

I stand and begin pacing, connecting the dots even before he finishes speaking. "So someone hacked into the Uber system and got the same guy to pick Alicia up, thereby establishing her daily pattern." "Correct!" Night eyes nods. "After they established that, Chucho ordered for her kidnap and -" "Who on God's green earth is this fucker, Chucho?" I throw the contents of my glass down my throat and go for yet another shot. "Here's where it gets interesting." Night eyes begins to pace. "Chucho is a Mexican mobster, a loan shark who lends money to poor unsuspecting people with high return on interest. The problem with that is even when they return the money-"

"Don't come anywhere close to me" Ava took a step backward sobbing, she thought he was going to turn his back and leave, but her hope shattered when he took another step towards her. Ava had seen his profile and she had decided not to have anything to do with him. Don Drexel Mason popularly known as the snitch killer or the grim reaper, is the most dreaded Mafia Assassin in the underworld, not just in that country he was known all over the underworld in the whole continents.

Sweet Bastard::: Clearing his throat, he gestured for Serena, " Let me walk you over to your office" Serena smiled at him, nodding her head as they both walked out. His office was next to hers, they both entered and Serena was awe at how beautiful and we'll organized it was. "Do you like it?" Mitch asked, seeing the look of surprise on her face. "Yes, this is beautiful" Serena replied, her hands slowly slid across the obviously expensive leather table, a computer was already connected next to some files on the table, the files and books on the shelf were neatly arranged and some flower vase positioned in the right places.