My Mafia Servant Novels & Stories

The woman leaned aside, allowing me and Alessandro to step into the apartment. The atmosphere was filled with smoke, making it slightly hazy and filling the apartment with the smell of ecstasy and other drugs. Sergio was lounging on a curved, bright orange couch. He was also dressed in a silk robe that was opened down the middle. I walked over to him and smacked his face until he woke up. "What?" he voiced out as he looked at me with confusion in his bloodshot eyes. "What do you want?" he asked. "I'm pained," I said as I took a seat beside him. "I'm sad you don't remember me," I said with a small smile as I smacked his face further. "The mafia king has one question."

He won't hesitate to starve me. I gulped and sat down not wanting to test his limits. My eyes widened when he served me pasta. He 'served' me! Dominick Moretti, the mafia don! I looked at him with wide eyes, not taking any efforts to hide my shock. He simply ignored me and served me the major portion of pasta. "I won't be able to finish this... It's too much." I said trying to be polite. I don't want to create trouble for me. He can throw me in the ocean like tissue paper and no one will ever know what happened to me. I don't want to become shark's dinner.

“Those women need me. But it’ll be easier when all the people I know wish I’d never gotten out are dead.” Sera patted my arms. “I’m thinking about asking Killian to take all the masks off the corpses, so I don’t have to see them.” I chuckled at the image of Mano Della Morte, one of the most feared mafiosos in Philly, carefully picking through bodies to remove their masks while covered in blood. He did move differently around Sera. Her phone rang, and I jumped. Tom hadn’t said anything yet. Had something gone wrong? Sera picked up. “Are you okay?” She listened for a long moment. “Okay, that sounds like stitches.”

Working for a Mafia (Revenge was her DNA until she met him) By Nwabueze Ify Preçious Episode Three MITCHELL'S POV "Geez what took you so long," I asked her as soon as I saw her coming She didn't say anything "You just missed Kel," I said again "Uhmm let's go home please," she said flagging down a taxi We hopped in immediately What's wrong with her? "Madam Bonna asked me to go work as a chef at the guys' house. The guy I served coffee today" she said and went on explaining in details for me

I also wanted to face the head of the mafia and found out what's the reason he let me get this way. Kyla needs to get out of Regan's place soon! I'm nervous about what might happen. I'm restless. As the driver continues to drive, I can't avoid thinking what's happening to the woman I love. Until we reached our destination, Armed men released me as if they have no fear of feeling. Somehow I am still a Mafia! We went inside and they were following behind me. This place looks like in a bar, but it's far from the city. Only the Mafia knows this place because this place is called fear, ′′ The Mafia Lords Residence," almost mafia lords live here and a simple person cannot enter here.

I need to leave. I clenched my hands tightly, turning my knuckles white. What have I done? Just about everything hit me hard. I am the only heir of the Mafia lord who is my father. My potential spouse, Nicolas, is a Mafia boss. Cia, whom I consider being my closest friend, is a Mafia princess. Daisy, who I viewed as a mother figure, belongs to the Mafia. I am surrounded by them!

His rage simmered just below the surface, threatening to shatter his carefully crafted composure. He never got stolen from. It was an abomination to those who knew him. It was an unforgivable transgression. And yet, it had happened. With his rage will come chaos. His perpetrators will pay, they always do. It was a promise, a known fact. He is Stefano De Rico. A Mafia kingpin whose name sent shivers down the spine of even the most hardened criminals. He is the master of the underworld. He tames even the wildest beasts that refuse to bend to his will.

He kissed my left palm while watching me with a smirk. I thought about his words momentarily. "No, I don't." I shook my head. "Servants aren't meant to have good lives. They are meant to serve their betters; if need be, they will be thrown away and replaced." I said firmly, "We are just some small cogs in the greater workings of a clock." That is going to be my reality. Someday, I'll be tossed out once I serve my purpose. I always wonder if that day is swiftly approaching.

Servant 2 gives the bold idea, his plan to provide further working capital by means of borrowing them to be a guard. "Proceed." Oldman Gao gives permission. "Gather their unconscious body." Servant 1 give order to all member Lao Camp, and make greedy lone Hunter group as servants apprentice, the contract builds by the system, if they betrayed, their brain will blow up immediately, no one can be resisted. "Can I be your slave?" One voice inside the forest, one Mortal stage 6 submit himself, but still hiding, afraid their mistake his intentions. Who provokes Lao Camp will dead he thinks, worry much to be like them.

Then I closed my eyes because her face was familiar. Oh yeah! The female servant in the wolf's mansion, Mia. The strict one with no emotion on her face. With the sharp look in her eyes, you will definitely follow her commands. No defying her order. She handed me the shirt I was going to wear. Along-sleeved shirt of a man that I know who owns it… The idiot maniac. Tsk. But be thankful that he is a idiot maniac rather a genius one. For sure he was already taken advantage of you, Athena.