Move In Day Mafia Novels & Stories

I said. "Natalia, you'll survive the man your marrying is a very successful businessman along with being the Don of the most feared Mafia," he says. "FUCKING LOMBARDI MAFIA YOUR NOT DOING THIS I KNOW MOM WON'T ALLOW IT," I yell. "Watch your tone young lady and Your Mother is well aware and you will do this end of discussion." My father says. "You will be meeting him tomorrow and I expect you to be on your best behavior after you guys meet you will be moving in with him on Tuesday your dismissed," He says waving his hand for me to leave.

Anna as the plate fell from her hand and shattered on the floor ...... The mafia boss and his entourage stopped right in front of the company and Jason mowed as he stepped out of the car "Is everyone here?" The mafia boss asked "Yes, we are all waiting for you" Jason said as he led the mafia boss inside They walked towards the conference room for the meeting and the securities had to stand outside while Jason and the mafia boss walked in and Jason bolted the door The mafia boss walked in to see there was no one in the conference room except a man dressed in black that was facing the window

“I will not let harm befall the woman you love. We will gather our strongest men and raid Alfred’s house tonight. But remember, this path is treacherous, and the stakes are high. We will not back down.” A surge of gratitude and relief washed over Damien as he thanked his father profusely. Finally, he had a glimmer of hope, a lifeline to rescue Brenda from her living nightmare. That very night, as the moon hung high in the sky, a convoy of black vehicles approached Alfred’s mansion. Armed men clad in dark suits poured out, ready to face whatever horrors awaited them inside. Damien stood at the forefront, his determination shining like a beacon in the darkness. As they stormed through the impo

In the mafia’s mansion….. WAKE UP. IT IS NINE IN THE MORNING; screamed a robotic voice from the device placed on the nightstand. After receiving no command to stop, the device repeated the same phrase at a higher volume. But this time, a giant muscular hand landed on the device, switching it off. And that was it. A slight movement of hands putting the alarm off, and the mafia was wide awake. Giving a light stretch to his body on the bed, he moved the duvet off his body and was soon standing on the floor, stretching his knuckles, neck, and arms, cracking all the walls of laziness in his body.

Max peels out, the tires screeching against the asphalt as they vanish into the dark city limits. Kris steps up beside me, his tactical vest still adjusted and ready. “What are we going to do if he doesn't make it to the clinic in time, boss?” I exhale a heavy, ragged breath, my shoulders dropping as I turn to face him. “He’ll make it,” I answer, my voice a low, grim promise. “Otherwise, we’ll officially have a full scale mafia war on our hands tonight.”

, he asked. " Humph!", I sighed, " I'll go check it out. Thanks anyway", I said as I hung up on him. " I can't believe I'm homeless now. Curse Tristan and his stupid plans", I said as I began to walk down to his backyard...... ______________________________________________ " They're ready to meet you boss", one of my men said to me. " Have they sent their location?", I asked. " Yes sir, we have the coordinates", he responded. " Alright then, let's move out", I said. So my men and I drove out to meet the Purple Mafia. I was a nervous to meet them them but I had to expand my arsenal if I am going to survive the alliance between Justin and Pedro.

Chapter 12: Flower Donation Lance Storm I just got home after a long day. It was six in the morning now. While I was returning home from the office today, I had to go back to the base of my Mafia Thunder due to an emergency. I was supposed to check all the boxes properly before exporting them. Then, I had to make a strategic plan to make sure our boxes weren't stolen by our enemy. I freshened up and decided to lay on the bed for a while to take a nap before I had to go to the office again in a few hours. Maybe I would just skip it today. It wasn't like my attendance was mandatory.

Sharon asked, seeing how Tara suddenly paused. “I heard Sir Mathew run away from home the second time, and he went to join a mafia gang.” “So? What came after that?” Sharon asked. “But to join the deadly gang, his first task was to kill his sister,” Tara revealed.

"I still don’t understand how it helped." I sighed, leaning back in my chair, considering my words carefully. "Mafia organizations? They wait until nightfall to accept and finalize deals that could take four to seven nights to conclude. I didn’t have that kind of time. On the 15th floor, I accepted and finalized deals during the day, then executed the tasks at night. It made things faster, more efficient. As a result, clients flocked in. I climbed the ladder, took Matteo’s organization down to the second position, and became number one." Kael nodded thoughtfully. "Makes sense." He chimed in. "Oh about River, I fou—"

“We move in ten.” Camilla nodded, her eyes narrowing as she turned back to the hotel. Tonight, they weren’t just taking down Mancini’s operation—they were sending a message. And that message would make it clear that no one—not even the most dangerous criminals in the world—could threaten the Falcone empire and get away with it.