Omerta Mafia Novels & Stories

he said bowing repeatedly. Papi has connections in the underworld. He sometimes uses mafia boys to handle tough clients. There was a case about a girl who was owing five million and was causing a huge fuss when she was abducted and trying to run away two days to the auction. Papi was mad at this and ordered mafia boys to rape her to death. The police tried taking up the case, but they couldn't because it will only cost their lives. Manager Steve is his right hand man that was how he got to see rugger's real face in his casino. He quickly and respectfully led him to the front seat by himself.

I did as my dad ordered and took my seat, I paid no mind to the soon-to-be mafia lord or his bodyguards, I was there for my dad and him only. "Mr Enzo, this is my daughter, Yvonne." "Yvonne, as you may know him, this is Late Mr Matteo's son, soon-to-be Mafia lord, Enzo." I gave a little bow to him and looked back at my dad. I knew who he was, everyone did, he was a ruthless monster and again, I wondered why he was at my dad's office. My dad never puts himself in danger, so why was the ruthless man here and why did my Dad seem sad.

“After what Noah did to Stan? You think you can just protect that freak and act like nothing important happened at all?” I shoved his hands off me violently, my eyes instantly flashing red with warning, Moses mentally clawing to break free and attack him. “Your mate actively tried to kill mine!” I growled, stepping even closer, my voice rising sharply with rage. “Stan and Eric ambushed Noah in the basement of your house. You wanna calmly talk about what happened? Why don’t you start by explaining why your mate was working with a rogue wolf to murder mine?”

I grumbled as I rose from my seat and made my way to the parlor. I opened the door to see two men dressed in slacks and buttoned shirts. One man had a chain around his neck and at the end of the chain hung a badge. The other man wore his badge at his waist. Great. Cops. “what can I do for you, Detective?” I questioned in annoyance. “Miss Bella Salvatore, I am Detective Cage, and my Partner Detective Anderson, would you mind answering a few questions?” One of the detectives spoke as he flashed his badge.

“ Get everything you can about his shipments. When is his Next cargo arriving and where will it be docked. From his behaviour, you can tell he has trust issues. We will tip the feds once we are sure and give them their biggest fish.” They don't call me the devil for no reason. When you mess with what I care about, I make sure to destroy you, leaving you with no means to make a comeback.” “ What about the Gravano family?” Hugo asks. “ Find evidence that the two allied with the Gambino to destroy us. If they have violated the Omerta, they will be dealt with by the Chamber” The Chamber is made up of all the mafia families running here in Chicago. If a family violates the Omerta, the chamber is

I was the collateral payment so I was scared because I knew I would suffer earlier than later. I just think that the appearance of the master of this syndicate or mafia or gang whatever terrifies me. Long beard, yellow teeth, plump body and a pedo look. Oh my god, why am I here!!! The man grabbed his tuxedo and glared murderous at me. I just step back. I need to back out in case he will push me down the stairs. When they were gone from my sight, I fidgeted my hands as I think of ways I can escape here.

Everyone in the Medina crime gang knew how ruthless disciplinary actions for snitch were, and now their underboss 'Blade knuckles' is taking charge for it. “Any last wish?”, Antonio finally spoke, placing a hand on Apache's shoulder. “My daughter!”, the man stuttered hesitantly, the thought of his death penalty flashing through his memory in an instant. “Por favor, protege su honor restante. {Please protect her remaining honour}”. The man requested because according to the gang's rules, 'Any one that breaches an Omertà, his wife and children will be forced into prostitution'. “Yeah sure”, Antonio promised. “Dile hola al diablo de mi parte.{Say hi to the devil for me}”

"There is every possibility that she might loose her memory. We'll know more when she wakes up." I nodded curtly. "Keep me informed." Dr. Martinez nodded and left. I walked into the guest room where she lay, her fragile figure lying peacefully. She had those delicate features, and a calm- looking face. Even with her injuries, she was beautiful with thick blonde hair. Around her neck, a velvet-black cord carried a pendant which had a circle with a dot signifying: "The Omerta symbol; representing silence, loyalty and secrecy.” I said. The pendant caught my attention. It was a notable Mafia symbol. Why would she wear it if she was a commoner?

As I sit up on the raised dais with my two other dons Enzo and Alessio we are brothers bound by blood, born and raised in the slums of the Italian city of Sicily. We were nothing, came from nothing, and we had to work our way up the ranks of the Mafia to get where we are today. We killed for what we needed, we stole what we wanted and made a name for ourselves. We made a vow to each other that we would become one we would share the blood of each other and become the only Mafia Pack that is run by three powerful alphas. We left Sicily and came to North America to form our own pack, but not everyone who runs with us is a shifter, We have humans who know who and what we are that help us dabble

“At least I want her to die happy.” For a brief moment, silence settled between them. Then Michael sighed deeply. “So how exactly do we even go about this?” he asked eventually. “You can’t just release a wife audition flyer. Any woman would kill to become your wife,” Michael continued. “Which means we need to be extremely careful with whoever we choose.” He leaned closer slightly. “And let’s not forget there’s a chance the person eventually finds out about your mafia business.” Vindell’s eyes narrowed instantly. “So what exactly are you suggesting?”