Move In Day Mafia Novels & Stories

Even as we socialize with others we have a smooth flow like we have been together for years. I must confess I wasn’t sure I would be able to find a place with them, but I have. I feel accepted by both of them. They do everything they can to make sure I feel included and not like a third wheel that I was afraid I would be. Tonight is the start to our future empire together. Two kings and one queen in charge of the Italian mafia. It’s our kingdom now. No parents in our way. We have our men on our side and possibly an alliance with the Irish. We are making the right moves with the two clinics. We are moving pieces in our favor. I do look forward to a couple of days of not worrying about busines

Myra's POV The day was the worst nightmare of our life. But I have witnessed the edge of the evil mind on that day. Demetrio Moore, the head of the mafia clan, the wicked mind is now behind the bar. Sometimes, it takes time to understand the plan of God but if we try to come out of problems, we would never fail.

Its not surprising at all we are business men after all ,Some work just needs underworld connection or else they either take too long to process or can become very costly afair. (PS reader : this is your author and I know what you all are thing !"mafia stuffs and all right ".If you are also interested into mafia movies or dominant-submissive boss kind of movies that I totally suggest you to watch 365 days ,Its on Netflix .You can also watch it on Bmovies or pirate it . WARNING 365 days according to me is a 21++ movie .I already warned you .So don't came to me later .But guys watch it its darn good ,Ok I am done .Now back to the story.)

The mafia's maid "Fuck!" Jeremy causes out loud when his secretary came to tell him that his drugs has been dismantled by a mobster. "They all know that any mobster who turns against me must have a gruesome death," he said as he roared out loud. Ashley woke up early, as usual, she did her morning ablution and went straight to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, there she saw other maids with which she exchange greetings.

Isaac said. “That’s what we think. But who would have the balls for that? I mean fuck. Not to mention who’d want to leave Miami for Chicago winters or some shit,” Mickey laughed. “Did someone order take out,” the butler said in the doorway. “Yeah thanks I got it,” Mickey said, jumping up. “Level with us Aleksey, if we’re doing this, cooperating with an ADA who is intentionally fucking blowing a MURDER case … you tell us fucking everything, I mean it,” Isaac said, tapping the table.

Bianca’s POV “What is going on?” I asked, my voice shaky as my lace slipped halfway down my arm. My hands were trembling too much to fix it. Dante sat up from the bed and slammed his fist against the wall. His jaw tightened as his eyes darted toward the ceiling, like he could already hear the chaos above us. “It’s mafia war,” he said finally. “But they call it a game.” I blinked at him. “A game?” My voice cracked. “There are gunshots outside, Dante! What kind of game is that?”

He said. Rage flashed in his grey eyes. Shehryaar held no regard for traitors. He dared to betray him! Red hot anger pulses through his veins. He wasn't surprised since the eastern mob had been growing strong lately but what he didn't expect was that one of his one people would turn out to be the spy. He trusted all his men. He was a leader, a Mafia boss of the most dangerous gang in the country, the Mutehda Muhajir movement (united emigrates' movement) party that was on the surface a political party fighting for the rights of the emigrants who came from the neighbouring countries yet in truth, it was a malicious Mafia gang that recruited and trained emigrants and made them into killing mach

All you ever do is cause me trouble. Marcus tightly gripped my wrist. He only let go long after we got back into the car. The entire ride, I tried listening to his thoughts. However, no matter how hard I tried, there was never a single sound inside his mind. Once we arrived at the docks, Marcus stood by the sea breeze while workers opened the cargo boxes one by one for inspection. Quietly, I stepped closer and leaned over to look inside the crates, too. 'No way they’ll notice the cargo got soaked. I stuffed so much absorbent floral foam under the crates. By the time they figure it out, we’ll already have the money and be long gone.

He turned around and slumped onto the soft recliner. "My people are on the move anyway. I suspect it has something to do with the Montadamme and the Langley. They didn't move much but killed a lot of mafia lives in the lower ranks. They also took over their businesses. It seems like the Montadamme is not too keen to look for Quinn."

He spat on my face. I cleaned his spit and smiled at him. What I like about myself is that I am a patient person. I might be short tempered but I only get angry at what I want to get angry at. I know the Milans are powerful.and that is why I want to be in cooperation with the most powerful mafia in the world which is Lucas Dayson. "Okay, I will take that as advice to back out of the game. Just give me the password and their plan against Lucas and I will get the fuck out of here without any damage." I told him.