Move In Day Mafia Novels & Stories

'You have twenty minutes. I pulled on my shoes, grabbed my phone and checked my messages. The address was fifteen minutes from here. I could do this. I have to do this. I walked to the front door and walked out. Two security guys stopped me from going any further when I was walking to the black mustang I could borrow from Gio. 'I'm sorry miss, but you can't leave the house.' The blonde guy spoke. I made up an excuse for leaving. I had to hurry. Otherwise, Camilla wouldn't survive. 'I'm just going for lunch with Giovanni.'

He looked worried as though he had lost everything all ready. "I know Nelson, I got the news beforehand last night. But no worries, we will get new investors soon. My men are working on kidnapping the kids of some rich families, and in return for their lives, we shall ask their families for a huge ransom amount. Hopefully that might work." Lucifer Miller shared the information with the other three. Some more days passed. Things got worse and worse albeit there was no way that the Mafia lord could stabilize his position. And finally after five more days, Nelson had to endorse the ownership of Array & Thrice to Mr. Malik, one of the oldest yet youngest players of the underworld who secretly tr

I say. "No, I am not going to marry you! You need to prove your love to me first," Mia says. "Mia, it will be easier if we are in one house. I want to protect you and the children, or else I would not ask you to marry me. I have many enemies and just made two very desperate enemies. Don Parisi always wanted me to marry his daughter, and Bria would stop at nothing to hurt or get me back. I beg you to allow me to protect you and my children. If you do not want to marry me, move in with me. We can stay here in New York as I can run the Mafia from any city," I say.

My anger was rising and my grip on my assault rifle was tightening. It was Jerry Gill, the leader of the Dragonbone mafia group located in Camden. Unlike the Morgan family's mafia business that only deals with money laundering and online gambling, the Dragonbone mafia has no specific field. However, they were famous for human trafficking, especially trade for women and organs. Then I heard Jerry whistling while still groping Jeanne's body. "You have good taste in women. It's a pity that you —" I couldn't stand it anymore, so I cut him off. "Keep your filthy hands off my wife or ..."

I frowned thinking about it, but I didn't say anything else. I see a movement beside me - my eye catches it instantly, and my eyes widen as I look, wondering what it is. Something shimmery, something black. I'll be able to ignore it with the life I'm living. I'm aware that anything can happen at any moment - I'm always on my guard. It's about the first rule about mafia: Never trust anyone. Always be ready for some attack. And that's exactly what I am now. I'm ready just in case something is about to happen. Some unexpected occurrence pulls me down. My motto is simply to stand back up immediately and continue fighting, continue growing and improving in order to get what I want because the wor

“Set up a hidden camera in my office. Let him snoop all he wants. I want to see what he’s after.” “You got it.” I could hear the shuffle of movement on Mark’s end — the sound of loyalty in motion. Then he added, “On the bright side, we haven’t had any movement from the Black Reapers.” That made me laugh — low, sharp, dark. “That’s because Darrow has been busy reminding them who runs the streets. A few well-placed threats, a couple of trucks going up in smoke… that sort of motivation keeps them from getting ideas.” Mark gave a nervous chuckle. “They’re scared of the mafia again, huh?”

I said sharply. I didn’t wait for a response. I hung up with force that was almost enough to crack the screen of my phone. Rage bubbled in my chest like boiling oil. I reached for another phone, the one we used for our off-record business. The line connected after two rings and I slapped it to my ear. “I need money to be transferred from the mafia accounts into the business account,” I said with no worries expecting to be replied to instantly. But Regor who was on the other end replied almost immediately, “We can’t. Eyes are on the guys after the wedding. You can’t move another lump sum right now. It is too risky. Government eyes are gonna be on us and you know that.”

Ervin was smirking at me and I saw Hailey both shocked and relieved to see me. It felt good that she was relieved to see me. I didn’t realize that I was crying. I went inside and Alex came forward. “Welcome, Robert,” his voice was different. “What do you want?” I asked straight away. The Mafia doesn’t work this way. Being the biggest Mafia, I can’t attack anyone unless they are ready. They can fight or surrender, but I can’t suddenly attack without notice. “You know what? I will rather fight” he replied and I was shocked.

365 Days to Fall in Love with Mr. Mafia Boss Day 365 started with blood on the snow. Not ours. Not yet. The name on the list was Luca Rossi. My brother. Alessandro set the file on the breakfast table between the espresso and the gun oil. Same table where he’d first told me about rule one. “He’s in Palermo,” Alessandro said. No emotion. Just fact. “Running cards for the Greeks. He borrowed from them. Fifty thousand. They’ll take his hands in three days.”

I tried to remember everything that happened today. If only I had my diary. Today was the day Dad got into a fight with Damon Moretti and got injured. Today was the day Damon became the new Mafia boss in my country. He fought Dad and took over everything that once belonged to him. When I got down from bed, I noticed my diary lying at the edge. I smiled, picked it up, and flipped through. Everything was there, dated September 30th. The door suddenly flew open and Cecilia walked in.