My Mafia Daddy Novelas e Histórias

." "Love has made you two blind, but I'm not blind. I'll find out everything." "Whatever, I'm not going to spare him this time." "Do whatever you want, but keep in mind that he is your brother." Seeing Henry's arrogance, Andrew leaves his mansion, being mad. "He is not my brother anymore; I'll kill that rascal!" He shouts and throws the bottle full of whisky towards the wall, making it break into pieces. As his phone rings, he receives it instantly. "Hello," Henry says. "How pathetic! The most powerful mafia is suffering for his love, his brother, and his mother." Annoying laughter hits his ear from the other side. "Who the hell are you? How do you know about me?" Henry is so clever in his f

His hand stood out, stiff, commanding and imperative. “I’m not done yet so shut up, lest I pluck out your tongue” he growled. I froze. Tears formed in my eyes. I looked at Mamma but she sat quietly as usual. She never spoke when Papà did. “After getting rid of that thing in you, you will get married to Dante, the son of Vincenzo Tommaso,Capo mandamento of the Sicilian mafia.” My heart missed beats. My legs weakened and my eyes widened. I tried my best to hold back my tears but it flowed without gates, without boundaries, without control.

And I've always done so. My father wasn't your average father. He wasn't caring, or loving, although he tried to show me that he loved me in his own way. His major concern was the Mafia, where he was the Don. Always busy. Recording kills. Collecting debts. And it was inevitable; papà made it clear that he expected me to follow in his footsteps. And personally, I looked forward to that day.

I answered a little frightened "I also know that you're going to New York by the next month. The mafia that you have here is just a bunch of people from other mafias helping to cover you while you protect Royalty from Cardinal. You're moving back to New York when all this is over. Your real mafia is there." He looked at me blankly so I went on. "I know everything. It was in the files. You lived in America all your life. You were born here but you got adopted by American parents who know that you run a mafia. They adopted you two months after your parents were shot dead. Your adopted father, who adopted you Neveah and Chrissy, is the most successful man in America and he owns 75% of all the h

"Then it turns out Harper was only a spy" Valerie gasped "And the reason why he came was because of Rachael" Madam Zuna continued "Who's Rachael?" Valerie asked "Falcon's wife, mother of the three siblings" Madam Zuna replied "Then....my father came because of her? Why?" Valerie asked "You see? Being a Mafia can be dangerous Valerie, I mean your opponents will try whatever to bring you down, and if they can't get you, they go for your weakness, that's how things work here"

I said. “ You see why I said you are not as strong as I expect you to be as at now because by now you should know as a Mafia death can come anytime and anywhere” mom said “ Mom can we stop talking about this and talk business? I said. “ I am here because of Claire, you and Sasha will be working on this” she says and brings out her phone. I will send to some pictures and details on your watsapp. She send me some pictures of some men and firearms and Claire herself.

said Abeni nervously. Elena leaned in closely towards Abeni across the dining table and lowered her voice. "Dmitry Kuznetsov is the leader of one of the biggest mafia groups in New York at just 35..." revealed Elena dramatically. "Mafia!" exclaimed Abeni in shock. "Yes, mafia. He literally owns the whole city - clubs, casinos, hospitals, schools, supermarkets, hotels, cars - literally everything," explained Naledi seriously. Abeni's face froze in fear. "So you're telling me my father borrowed money from a mafia leader..." she said slowly.

Chapter 1: Interest in Flesh Trope: Mafia / Debt / Captive Heat Level: [NOIR] The basement smelled like damp concrete and expensive cigars. Sofia sat on a wooden chair, her hands tied behind her back. She looked up as the heavy metal door groaned open. Marco stepped in. He wasn't wearing a suit today…just a black undershirt that showed off the tattoos climbing up his neck. He was the man her father owed five million dollars to. And since her father didn't have the cash, he had offered Sofia instead.

My father let her work for him when I was 13 becoming our housekeeper and when I finally moved out, I brought her with me. My Father is the Don of the Albergo Mafia. The largest and strongest mafia chain in all of Italy, its leader is my father, Fernando Moretti Albergo. My father loves me, he loves all his children, maybe a bit too much. He gave us everything we wanted but he still made sure to remind us that we were a part of this business that we grew up in. To put it bluntly, I kill people. Every mafia does.

I looked at Viper and he signaled me to tell him the truth, we are already at this point there is no going back, we will do anything to save Tana “My father is a mafia boss” “A mafia boss?” He asked in shock “I’m a mafia too, but you don't have to worry I promise we are not bad people please” “Hmm,” He nodded. “Follow me,” He said and stood up, Viper and I followed him as he entered the room by the left