Move In Day Mafia Novels & Stories

She stuttered and the maid nodded, walking away. She quietly followed the maid down the long hallway, the tension palpable. Why did Dante call for her? “W-we’re here.” The maid stuttered, her voice coming out as a strained whisper before she turned on her heels, leaving her alone once again. Chiara stared at the door, her hand hovering over it as she tried to decide her next action. Was she supposed to knock? “Come in.” She heard Dante say from the other side. She opened the door, the knob creaking slightly as she did. She closed the door behind him and slowly approaching his figure on his bed. “A maid said you wanted to see me.” She muttered quietly, her voice guarded and cautious.

In Mafia business, there isn't any kindness left to show Just fight, cruelty and blood... . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. .... . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. .... . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. .... . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. .... . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. .... . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. .... . .. . .. . .. . .. .... . .. . .. . .. .... . .. . .. .... . .. . blood.

I ordered as I heard they confirm their understanding of my speech. My men started to run, doubling or even triple their movements to get in the car we have intended for a war. Eventhough we are considered as the second on mafia list, don't underestimate us 'cause we can fucking mess and burn their asses alive. Just wait for us, and you'll regret you lived in this world.

" On your right side. Turn the lamp on. " Catalina found the switch and pressed it. As soon as she touched it, an alarm went off. The pakhan snatched the gun from her hands and with one hand pushed her on the bed with him. She collided with his naked hard chest and now the gun rested on her cleavage. " Rule number 1 . Never believe a Mafia. " He laughed loudly and footsteps echoed in the corridor. The door opened with several men in there and one of them switched on the lights at last.

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.

Nessa Sims ~•~ [I heard you’ve moved on to a new man. I had just two more years but you were impatient. And you moved in with him, a mafia boss. Leave that house now or I’ll make sure your mum buries you.] I shivered as I read the content of the text. It was from Ben. Was he watching me from prison? I needed to move out of New York and go start somewhere else with a new identity since everyone had easy access when it came to watching what I did.

They'll take down Diavolo and his men, reveal the truth, and restructure the Italian mafia. "We can make it work." Cara let out a heavy breath she'd been holding. She had thought she'd have to do a lot of convincing, but it didn't take as long as she expected. If only her husband would see what her father saw in her... "I have just one question now," he pursed his lips. "At the end of it all, what do we do with all the wealth... where do we move the mafia to?" Cara chuckled, rising to her feet as her work there was done. She trusted that her father would lead it well.

Because of his age, Bastian Sanders is already weak; the Sanders family's proud jaguar is now Zayden," said Jakson. "Yes, that's right. Our biggest obstacle to getting the secret army is Zayden," Jonathan said. They were silent, as if they were imagining the success of their plan. Their mafia group is poised to become the world's leading mafia syndicate. In that position, money flowed easily, and nothing was hard. Everyone would bow down to them. Later, when his plan was complete, Jakson would smile brightly at the thought of all that. ***

MAEVE I stepped out of Dynasty, the cool night air a welcome relief after the stifling atmosphere inside. If there was one thing to know, it is that no one is ever out once they are in when it comes to mafias. It was all so with Mafias and I wonder if I was blinded when I agreed to that deal. Glancing both ways, I hurried across the street to where my car was parked. I slid into the driver's seat and shut the door, peeking up at the top-floor window of the building I'd just left.

I warned as I eyed him. "Feisty, I like it." He chuckled as he pulled out a card from his pocket and slid it to me. "What's this?" I asked, eyeing it. "My number. You have seven days to think about my offer. Call me when you're ready to move." He winked at me as he stood up and walked away. What the f*ck? I slammed my head on the table and groaned. How the hell did I get involved with another mafia again? And a f*cking insane one at that?