Mobster Novels & Stories

Stupid cocksucker. "This just in," the newscaster announced, and he looked so thrilled that I wondered if he also knew the guy personally. It seemed possible. A sonofabitch like that was bound to make enemies from all walks of life. "Boss of the Frankie Brothers crime family, Charlie Mochiatto has been arrested today on charges of first degree murder, attempted murder, racketeering, and making terroristic threats. He is also suspected to be involved in multiple other crimes spanning decades. Who knows how many of these charges will stick, but I think we can safely say one thing for certain: he will be going away for a long, long time."

It seems that I couldn't get her out of my mind at all. "I will find you Miss unknown." I mumbled but the next second I was distracted by call. It's time to focus on my work. ___ I put back the lingerie in my pocket and stormed out of my suite. Black roll Royce cars were lined up outside with men in black, waiting for me. Their Boss , Caspar Mcadam, the money laundering Mafia King. The god of the American underworld. I'm the symbol of danger, blood and death...no human being in their sanity would like to cross their paths with me... I'm ruthless man with no mercy feelings.

VEX POV In the private room my jaw tightens as she slips away. A flash of something dangerous crosses my face—not rejection, but challenge. Something I’m not use to. I follow the mysterious girl out of the private rooms. Watching from a distance. Stupid girl not even realizing she’s being tailed by two of the eastern territories mafia men… Robert. Robert Mason a snake of all snakes. How he ever became a mafia boss will remain a mystery. He’s reckless, and idiotic. Making anyone more dangerous than him. He’s weak. Probably why there’s rumors of him marrying his daughter off to Ajax.

Crossing her hands over her chest, She eyed him suspiciously. "What's that look for?" Damien asked with uncertainty. "So, I heard you own a crime syndicate, a Mafia" She started lightly. "The guys must have told you. Yes, I run a crime syndicate" Damien admitted. "You are a freaking Mob Boss!" She finally lost her cool. Damien chuckled, finding the whole discussion funny. "It's not completely a bad thing." Mystique stared at him unbelievingly. "You think this is funny. Are you not going to tell me anything"

His skin is unexpectedly smooth. “The flower shop?!” I exclaim. Alex grins from ear to ear. I should have guessed! That is not a very common name around here: “I Fiori di Vittorio” the front for Vittorio Ricci’s dirty mafia gang. They have flower shops all over town and in other parts of the country too, which probably cover all of their illegal operations. Those employees in suits are not florists, they are mobsters! I’ll never set a foot in those shops ever again.

Who he was didn't matter; what mattered was helping him before it was too late. [Tomorrow Morning] After I tended to his wound once more, he chose to leave. I mentioned he could stay until he healed, but he insisted on going home. Perhaps he wasn't at ease in this small place, so I simply let him go. As he approached the door, he turned to me again. "What's your name again?" "Peony, sir. Peony Sinclair," I answered. "Thank you for treating me, Peony. I won't forget this, and I promise to repay you someday. I'm Mattia Luigi D'Amato," he introduced himself, offering his hand.

Someone is here, in my bedroom. "Whoever you are, you better show yourself." I commanded dryly. Silence. Who is this person? And why haven't they tried to kill me yet? What kind of person breaks into a mob boss' room and simply hides? I take the safety off and cock the barrel of the gun. Christ, I really hope I wouldn't have to use this thing. "You got three seconds before I unload the entire barrel inside you," I fibbed; I can never kill someone, "One! Two...."

she said it plain out and he was about to reply to her comment when another SUV pulled out and a long time friend jumped out before the vehicle came to a complete stop. "Felix!" we all looked at him "Who?" Royalty asked confused "That's Felix Toronto. A long time friend of the mafia in America." Damanico explained Felix walked towards with a grand smile and a backpack on his back. "Boss showed up yet?" he asked "You're here too?" I asked "Is this a reunion or something? If it is then Vannah's missing out." We laughed then Felix's gaze fell on Royalty. "Is that the pretty lady that's got Xavier all messed up?" he looked at Royalty who blushed

Todd asked feeling concerned “Don’t worry she is really good" Stanley said allying his fears “okay, but isn’t Monday too far, what if they strike before Monday" Todd asked “Didn’t you ask her to move in with you like we discussed" Stanley asked “she wants to think about it" Todd responded, tapping his pen lightly on his table. “I see" Stanley said “Oh, how is the search going" Todd asked, he paused her hand that he was using to tap on his desk and listened closely. “I have a lead am working on, the spider scar is belongs to a gang called Spiders, they are notorious for robberies, kidnapping and assassination jobs”

“That's Aaric Bernardi. The CEO of Bernardi Unity, but... in this club, he's better known as one of the biggest mobsters. He has his own territory in Los Angeles." My blood froze. Mobsters. MAFIA. The word boggled my mind, but at the same time, it made sense. The way Aaric had so easily killed someone yesterday, the way he looked at people, his intimidating presence, his attitude of seeming to have it all. It all fits. The bartender got busy again, leaving me with darker thoughts than before. Aaric's figure remained standing there, his shadow larger than life. His every little movement felt like a veiled threat. He spoke calmly,