Move In Day Mafia Novels & Stories

I ate my food and drank my coffee. It's Saturday, 9:08 am. I want to roam around the Colter Society this day, and Tomorrow, I'll relax and prepare. I can sense that I will get into much trouble and a trilling situation on Monday. According to Ginger Head, I think many people who are part of gangs, mafia and an assassin were living here. I'm not new to this kind of place, a dangerous place. My stay here will be exciting. I stopped my car and looked at the lofty gates in front of my car. I think this was the agate of the big mansion I saw yesterday. If I’m not wrong, that mansion is owned by a mafia boss, which I don't care.

Our baby deserved a future, and I would not let anyone take that away from us. I sat on the bed, my eyes scanning the room for any hint of a way out. The walls were bare, the window too high to reach, and the door was undoubtedly guarded. I was a prisoner in a cage, and the only key was in the hands of the monsters that held me captive. My thoughts raced with desperation, trying to piece together a plan. I knew that I had to be smart, had to find a way to play the game. The mafia was a world of power and deceit, and if I was going to survive, I had to learn the rules—fast.

Luckily for me, though she probably wasn't asleep, she shut the bedroom door, leaving me to roam my office as needed without her knowledge. There are a few shipments due for arrival, and I must make the calls to see whether they've arrived at their destination. These are shipments of girls and drugs, just a wonderful part of my unwanted fucking job. But as they say here in the mafia, exclude yourself from the job, put on a brave face and fake your way through—the money talks for itself. The calls take up the best part of three hours of my life, but I find each arrives promptly. It's only at the end of the last call that the security cameras send a message that movement has been detected out

She muttered, her voice low but loud enough for him to pick up. He nodded, his eyes suddenly darkened. “Damien's dead and now I have to take his place, it's as easy as that.” If it was an ascension into a high ranking position in the Mafia organization then every single member of the Bratva would have to be present. Lily's skin prickled at the realization, a room full of dangerous gang members wasn't exactly what she imagined as the ideal bride meeting with her in-laws. She cleared her throat for the second time.

A mafia lord who ended lives without mercy. “It’s a fucking contract marriage and you will agree to it. He's paying $50k and will pay another $50k once the marriage ends. It's not fucking going to last forever.” “I'm not interested.” I managed to stand up without him holding me back. “You have to be interested. Can you just stop being stupid for once? This money will change our lives. Your mother will get treated. We will be able to raise enough money to find Clear.” I felt a painful twist in my heart at the mention of Clear.

Thus he chuckled and looked back to the unmoving plane at the distance. "Whatever. I shouldn't waste time concerning myself with that opportunist crybaby, hahaha! Come, system, give me my next mission! I can't let this day pass without blowing something!" The system AI laughed along with him and said, "Oh! A death game! Sounds fun! Sure! Why not? Hahaha!" The explosion yesterday did not inflict much damage to Maurice. However, because her plans were thwarted, it had frustrated her so much. So much that after she returned to their mafia's hideout at Alina City, a particular wall there caved in from her fierce and incessant punches.

James had suggested we formulate a very clear and straightforward plan before making any move, and that we were supposed to have a back up plan, in case the first one flops. After I was done with work today, I had to meet up with James and the rest of the mafia underbosess to finalize some more plans. We are planning to make our move one of these days, all we need now is to wait for something else to fall into our hands before we do that. We couldn’t afford to do anything rash, because we’re not sure if those two other mafia lords didn’t have other people they were working with, and we definitely needed to know all those details before making any move.

“Where would you like to go from here? Lucien’s out with Adrianna. She wanted to see a dinosaur, apparently.” “Dinosaur?” He nods. “Yup. The museum will be closed for the day. And heavily guarded, so they’ll be alright.” I’m not worried about that. I know Lucien will protect our daughter with his own life. I just need to make sure he doesn’t lose his in the process. “What’s your take on government agencies and agents?” I ask. Jamie taps his chin. Then he shrugs. “I don’t know. I think they’re useful when you have them under control. But I’m the wrong person to ask. I work for a mafia family.”

Livia's POV I'm on my best behavior for the rest of the day. I eat the food Rose brings me and ask her innocent questions about the mafia. Unfortunately for me, it seems the mafia does not sleep. While ‘normies’ activities are in full swing during the day, the mafia slows down, in recovery from the last night or preparing for the next night and when the rest of the world are sound asleep at night, the ones that belong in the dark come out to play. Fortunately for me, that means that Nikolai Volkov and his men will be away at work. It will be I, Rose and the usual staff of the house remaining here which gives my plan that much of a success boost. I cannot possibly attempt escaping in the day,

Jules had already moved closer, practically vibrating with excitement, whispering something into Gianna’s ear that made her roll her eyes faintly. “Alright,” Vincenzo said calmly, pulling the room back together, “Enough talking. Start.” Cards shifted and the game finally began. Gianna hesitated for half a second before picking up her role card, her fingers brushing the edge carefully, like she was making sure she didn’t miss anything. Dante leaned closer immediately, trying to peek. “If you’re mafia, I swear to God—” She shoved his face away lightly, “Stop.” Vincenzo nodded once, “Night phase.”