My 108 Mafia Father Novels & Stories

(The Shark Mafia Boss). My father is the head of the Italian mafia in New York. I have two brothers, that I know of. Gabriel (Gabe) he is the older and Michael (Mike) is the middle child and I am the youngest. The three of us are close, you can’t mess with one and not with the others. We make our business when one of us is in trouble. We all have different mothers but you already know that. Let’s say that dad was a bit of a manwhore before he met my mother. She tamed The Shark.

In the Mafia world, loyalty is one of the important virtues, and without it, there's no trust. In as much as this is going to be a forced marriage, I refuse to stab my supposed husband in the back. My Mafia is enough for me. I'm not one of those power-hungry Dons. I decided not to reply to my father. A view came into sight and it was a big mansion that was far from other houses. As the car moved closer to the gate, I suddenly became nervous. Father on the other hand took another glass of whiskey. The gate opened automatically as we got closer and we entered the area. The driver stopped at the front door and immediately Silver was already at the door opening it for me.

I said "Arora" dad said "You're going to quit and stop seeing him," Felix said "Are you fucking serious right now?" I asked him "I won't let you get hurt again," Dad said "You say that but yet if you do this you'd not only hurt me you'll hurt my daughter," I said "We're trying to protect you he's in the fucking mafia. The strongest mafia!" Dad said "My fucking soul. You're in the mafia! You actually thought I'm an idiot? You are the Don of the Italian mafia Dad. They keep hunting us because you are the head. Mom died because of this stupid mafia!" I yelled

” Mason goes silent for a while, then he looks me dead in the eye and utters the words that shatters what it is left of my self control. ”My father was in the mafia. He was the Capo Dei Capi of the Russian crime syndicate.” *** My gaze freezes on Mason’s face, momentarily unable to utter a single word. My heart begins a violent thud against my ribcage. I feel a sharp pain just beneath my left breast and I double over, leaning my head against Mason’s chest. Urgent hands grab me. It all feels like a wide, dark blur. ”Mira? Are you alright?”

He insisted on them spending a quality time since he haven't seen her for a long ages. Josemaria has been her friend right from young a very young age - Nine or ten, maybe.They met when she was ten while he was thirten or thereabout . He recently lost his dad who was one of Elliot trusted men.He was shot dead during one of the bloody clash between the mafias., A fight for power. A mafia group who goes by the name 'python' has challenged them by dragging the first rank with Elliot. Elliot who love to rule couldn't let them win ,he had to go on a war with them.

he continued as he leaned into my touch. My hand stopped combing through his hair as I tensed. “And the one in my father’s Mafia is Omega6.” He sighed, “Yes.” “Who?” I queried. My hand clenched into a fist. I’m not sure why it seems like a betrayal. Mafia is a family, and you do not betray family. “I’m afraid I can’t tell you that, kitten. I am sorry,” he said. I could feel his grasp tightening on my hip, as if he was afraid I’d leave.

She stared at him in anger while stepping out. "How has my plan failed? How did Vicente let Samantha go? How has she come back?" "Darling, you are messing with the wrong person. I can't hurt you because I like you but I can definitely hurt Aaron." He smiled devilishly. After some time. Samantha, Martin, and Peter gathered in one room. "Tell me, what’s the problem between my father and Aaron's father?" She asked Martin "Aaron's father's name is Lucas. He was the godfather of the mafia of Italy before he died. "

Abigail murmured. "What is it sir?" Maria said. "Nothing, maybe it is another Adrianna," he said. "Do you have her photo?" Dad asked and she nodded. She took out her phone and started scrolling at it. She later gave dad the phone and from his horrified look I knew it was the same Adrianna who was a mile away. "Do you know her sir?" Maria asked. "No, I don't think so. But Adrianna , who I know, I haven't seen for a long time and she is part of the mafia so I can't say whether it is her or not," dad said and we looked at him suspiciously.

Leonardo “So,” I start, grunting when a particularly painful twinge flares in my back. “Grandfather was never your abuser, was he?” I ask my father. He titters. “Oh, he was. He just didn’t know what it meant for him every time he laid his hands on me. The idiot never did figure out I was the one pulling all the strings. He was too stupid.” before I was taken by B-20 my father took over the mafia and was in charge after his father, my grandfather.

The Armanis could kill me if they wanted and my father wouldn't be able to do anything about it because they owned me. I went to the garden behind the house where my father was expecting me. He was balding now, with a pepper and salt beard, perfectly groomed. My father had just turned 63 years old, but my mother was only 38, having had me at 18. I understood that my parents weren't in love. Most members of the mafia didn't fall in love. They got suitable wives who could handle the precarious lifestyle. "Gia," papà smiled at me as I approached him.