Mobster Novels & Stories

' You'll soon know who she belongs to. " Good morning, sir. " Gabby said and rested his laptop on the table. " Morning, " He nodded and picked up the laptop, and placed it on his lap. " Anything new. " He asked, moving his fingers on the laptop. " Yes, sir. Italian mobsters are visiting next week. " Gabby said.

(2023) Donald Black paced back and forth in his office, his frustration palpable in the air around him. The news he had just received from his men was enough to make his blood boil. The shipment of 'Venom', the highly sought-after synthetic drug that promised immense profits for the Double Axe Mob, was nowhere to be found. It had arrived but couldn't be found, though he already knew what had happened. Despite Donald's best efforts, the Scorpiono Mafians had once again intercepted the shipment before it could reach its intended destination, just as they had done with the previous deliveries. It was becoming increasingly clear that they were playing a dangerous game with them. Toying with them

For the first time in his life her was afraid, afraid of her opinion of him, afraid of if she would even like him, just afraid. Present Day. It had been two weeks since I graduated from university and moved back home with my parents and brothers. My father, Romero Ramos, is the leader of the Spanish/American Mafia until my eldest brother, Mateo Ramos, takes over next year. My mother, Maria Ramos, was born into the Mafia just like the rest of my family and lastly my second brother, Sebastian Ramos will be my Mateo's second in command for Mateo when he become leader. The there's me, Sofia, I have been involved in offical mafia business since I was sixteen years old, my job is mostly traning ne

I roll my eyes and shove the content of my fork inside my mouth. " Can you let me finish?" " Yeah , I'm sorry." She waves her spoon and stuff her mouth with cereal. " Thank you. I saw this guy at the club. He was so weird and his name was Cage." " Cage? Cage Eduardo?" " Do you know everyone? Like literally every hot guy?" " Shut up. He's a mobster so basically he's fuckin popular and cute." " Wait a mobster? Did you sleep with him?" " Bitch , seriously." She rolls her eyes." I didn't. I've seen him. And yes , he's a mobster. Son of a Mafia boss in Italy. Father owns a Cartel."

As he spoke, Zachery lifted a finger at Haydn. “Ten thousand?” “No, one million.” Haydn’s body shuddered. “Master Smith, where’s this goose that lays golden eggs? Let’s meet him now!” Zachery frowned. “Be careful of your tone and words. This friend of mine is not someone you can afford to provoke. I’ll warn you. If you dare to disrespect or lie to him, this life of yours is gone!” Although Zachery was in the apparel business, he had started as a member of the mob society. Hence, in the mob society of Khanh City, he was fit to be addressed as a master! It was not hard for him to take a life in this community.

I wanted my pups to always know how loved they were and how wanted. “Boss I got something urgent,” Mickey said, storming into my office with Robert in tow. They closed the doors. “I’m leaving in a few just handle it,” I said, dismissively. I quickly wiped my damp cheek and sat down in the big chair. Robert set his laptop down on the desk and brought up some security camera footage of what looked like a restaurant. “I got two men in the bar here, eyes on confirmation,” Mickey said. Robert turned the screen around and I was looking at the men we’d been hunting now for over two months. Gregor Smith and Bronson Watkins. Hired thugs who helped Maxim … the ones who provided the poison that killed

Two huge dark figures approached in the dark and then stepped into the house, his personal bodyguards. I liked to call them Peanut Butter and Jelly, because they’re always together and they go well together. Listen, I was depressed and they fascinated me because they were huge. They didn’t make eye contact, they didn’t talk, until they stepped aside and Octavious entered. When he did, a rush of cold wind blew into the house and Octavious’ eyes casually glanced around the place. Octavious had on full black today, a black trench coat, black leather gloves, black Capone, black shoes…just black.

And even in the shadier areas of the city, a studio apartment runs for half of what I make per month as a maid. A dark-skinned woman with tight curly hair and heavy mascara stands in the corner of the studio apartment I am touring with her arms crossed tightly over her chest, looking as though she is doing her best not to touch anything. I can't blame her. The yellowing tile floors are sticky with an unknown substance, the carpet has misshapen stains around the corners of the room that look like water damage or blood, and when I open the single cabinet in the bathroom, I find a roach belly-up inside. It shows how desperate I am that the fact that it is dead gives me great solace. Maybe it me

Zara Howard It all happened so quickly, anyone could barely process how our living room turned into a gangster scene from a movie. A drunkard gambler who borrowed too much money from the Mafia and had nothing to offer except for empty promises when it was pay up time. Only difference was this time the drunkard was my stepfather, Chad Hudson and the Mafia was Asher Lancaster, the powerful mob boss, who brought with him 6-7 terrifying armed men. My mother was tightly gripping onto my arm as she tried to drag me and my older sister, Scarlett farther away from them. My eyes, however, were fixated on the scene unfolding right in front of me.

OF: Yes Ash: back to our main subject Ash: Everyone focus PS: Yes, go on SL: Yes Boss AJ: Always WG: Yes Boss OF: Yes, Mob boss Ash MC: Huh, yes, Boss?? MC: I'm sorry. I dont know how to address you MC: Don't******* MC: I'm so sorry, don't kill me, I usually never make typos, but I'm a little unnerved right now hence me forgetting the "'" OF: Mia, don't embarrass me in front of Mob Boss Ash my god MC: You may be a fearless, unhinged idiot, but I'm not