Nashatra X Mafioso Novels & Stories

I breathe in sharply. As if Devon sits up straight, he asks in a surprised tone. “What?” “Please, let me meet you there.” I end the call, once when Devon and I were out drinking, he told me about the underground in Golden Retreat, where gangsters and mafias operate, he said his cousin, Leto Brookes and Xavier Castillo co-owns a mafia organization known as The Nexus, they can find any information, deal in various weapons. They can help me find out who’s behind the strawberry incident.

“Those fucking pricks! They are trying to get my company to join a project with them. Oh, they will fucking pay. As for the whore that is my wife. Sis, you and Rebel can do whatever you fucking want with her. She is already dead to me,” Nico shouts as he kicks a chair into the wall. I’m not the only mafia Don who has legitimate business. Nico and Nate both work in the same sector and do business together. They are giants in their field. Then again, with a father like Antonio Moretti, they have to be.

"Tristan Delaware turns out to be even more than I thought he was. He's in the Mafia gang in Italy and he's their boss." "What!" Nelson nodded, staring around. "Yes. I knew there was something about ntbst guy the very first day I saw him. I knew it." "What do we do now? Mafias are said to be very dangerous." Jasper said and Nelson stared at him. "Now don't tell me you are scared." "Of course not. I'm not scared after all we've done? Being scared is the last thing on my mind, all I'm simply saying is that we need a good plan." Jasper replied.

(NFTMB) Chapter 91 Alessandro (Green Eyed Monster) Horror. Absolute shock. What is happening to me? Why does everyone get away with deceiving me? I feel useless and as dumb as a bitch. Can I ever get anything right? Why do I always get used by people? I'm a dumb mafia boss. A very dumb mafia boss. Possibly the worst mafia boss in history. With each wave of hatred and self torture, I downed yet another glass of whisky down with great force.

The stranger asked. "Yes, I'll dance with you." I gave him a wide smile and placed my hand on his palm. He lead me to the dance floor and we started dancing in the music. "So, what's your name?" I asked the stranger but my eyes on angry Nicolas who was fuming now. "You can call me Ibrahim. The don of the UAE mafia. And you, young lady?" He smirked. "I'm Natalia." I murmured. "Nice name, Natalia." He snaked his arms around my waist and pulled me closer on his hard chest.

The trio were busy in talking when Theo said to Nat to ask from all about their whereabouts. “Where are you all?” Nat messaged in the group of all youngsters; in that group, the members are only the one who will be going to become the part of the Mafia world. They had a group with others, but that group was a different one. Their Mafia Group includes Nat, Theo, Georgia, Ethan and Vivaan.

- I need your loyalty, because I can't do it alone, but I can't allow myself to be betrayed either. - Okay, start by telling me who Maria De La Cruz is, the beautiful Mexican who saved my life, and it wasn't by chance. - I won't tell you much, but I will tell you a little at a time. But let's make it mutual. Do you know who your daddy is? - Yes, a former hitman, and right hand of the most mafia doctor in Latin America. - Very well, you have accepted reality, congratulations, and me? do you know who I am?

Nathan frowned as he slightly blushed at James. "It's not about money!" "Then what?" Nathan sighed and glanced at Grey, who was also staring at him intently. "You are a member of the mafia gangster!" James almost burst out laughing at Nathan as he spoke it. Thus, James nodded and leaned closer. "Jayden and I are the same guy, love..." James slightly Nathan spontaneously frowned. What did he call him just now?

None of them looked younger than twenty-four, meaning I had to be the youngest. The mansion belonged to one of the most feared men in the city, Domenico Fanucci. Although he tried covering his tracks behind a family vineyard and brewery, everyone knew him as one of the most ruthless and notorious mafia bosses. His sons had quite the reputation in the city as well, and it was not a good one. There was the youngest brother, Dante, known for his playboy ways, the middle child, Gian, known for his lack of manners, and at last, the oldest, the heir—Alessio, known for his hideous temper, cold aura, and handsome looks.

The question was raising doubt in his mind for a long time. "I am a physiotherapist with a degree and a part-time event planner. I got the latter from my best friend. She's the one who signed me here." Why but he could sense the uneasiness in her voice even though she didn't stutter. "Are you lying?" He raised his brow. "Why would I? For you?" Rachel laughed. This confident attitude of hers was attractive to the mafia who was in search of warmth. Vincenzo had never met a woman who didn't get intimidated by my presence. Most of them came with ulterior motives which he hated.