Owned By The Mafia Boss Novels & Stories

she replied casually, but I was dying inside. Raffaele's Estate... There's only one Raffaele's Estate, and it's owned by the most ruthless Mafia boss, Enzo Raffaele Fabio. I recalled Fred calling him Mr. Enzo last night. Adding Enzo and Raffaele together, I confirmed he's definitely the Mafia boss. How on earth did I get involved with Enzo Raffaele Fabio? Could it be that my father owed him some money before his passing, and he's here to retrieve it?

“You let it happen, Father. You let it all spiral into this mess. The Volograd estate, the families, the bloodshed, you let it all go too far. Now, because of it, she’s lying here, unconscious, and I can’t do anything but watch her waste away.” My voice cracked as I finished, but I didn’t care. His cough rattled through him as he shifted on his feet, a grimace twisting his face. “I know,” he rasped. “And now I’m here to fix it. I’ve already arranged a meeting with the other five bratva families. A vote. We’ll decide once and for all who will be the Packahan—the boss of all bosses. You… or Chernov.” I froze at the mention of Chernov’s name. Of course, it had to come down to this. A vote. A ba

) Another man yelled from the other end of the table. “It was the Irish mob” A lady that looked Chinese to me walks in on a black suit through the now open entrance doors . Finally another woman asides me in this huge house. The sound of her heel echoed as she walked to the don and dropped files on his desk. “The Irish mob planted a guard in the New York cosa Nostra to learn secrets about the business since the don has refused to merge ,and the guard was killed . The revenge plan was to kill he’s girlfriend and take Mr Adams hostage until the don agrees to merge business or handover …or so we figured”

“But you didn’t steal because you needed to. You stole because you thought you could. Because you thought I was stupid mmmm.” “No, Boss, please, I have kids… I have a family…..i…” I grabbed his jaw, forcing his face up to mine. “They’ll be orphans if you don’t start speaking like a man.” He sobbed, broken teeth showing through bloody foam. I dropped his face and signaled Luca. “Behind the back,” I muttered. “Razor wire.” Two men moved. Marco screamed as they kicked his legs apart, forced his arms higher behind him, then looped barbed wire around his elbows, tightening until metal bit into skin. Blood began to pour.

Aaron Here's a fun fact about me, Paperwork is my personal hell. Everyone thinks that just because I'm a mob boss, I don't have to do it, but that is a completely false narrative pushed on by shitty TV shows and The Godfather. The mob is an organised crime syndicate. Emphasis on organised.

they all bowed in unison. He didn't bother to greet them, he took his seat on the golden chair which was at the head of the long dining table. "It has come to my hearing that some of you have broken the rules" he started with a stern face. Most of the syndicate heads were older than him but they respect him for he was the Mafia boss, the Don. "Who planted the recent bombing?" He asked looking at them, there was one person who didn't fear him, he stared Alex right in the eyes. "Was it you Mason?" Alex said staring back at him with the same vigor.

" I got involved in this because of you, And I'm kinda important to them. They could kidnap me to have you at least I should know what I am at." " Ugh, I'm working for a Mafia, are you relieved?" " Ohh God, finally some stir in my life." " It's not stirring at all, it is not a game." " I know, so your boss is the Mafia leader." " The official Mafia leader is someone else, and my boss who bought me the car is the second one." " Ohh so fascinating!" I shook my head at her response, this girl has so much guts or insane My phone rang

Everyone knows only a man can run a mafia. Perhaps she was put in charge because her father had no sons. But that was quite irresponsible on his part. Still, I would have thought he would have passed it down to a man. Regardless if he was blood or not. I am Ace Hernandez, the boss of the American mafia. At seventeen I was handed the mafia to control and to make it the most dominant in the world. Now at twenty five, I live a lifestyle which involved drinking, drugs and women. My mafia duties were not neglected. I was known to be ruthless and unforgiving. Step in my way and tha is the last thing you would ever do.

Goosebumps rose all over her body as she screamed in fright before collapsing on his chest. Jack was watching the whole scene unfold with a hint of astonishment on his face. Well, this was the first time he saw his Boss being this aggressive and that too for a girl. He didn’t hesitate to kill them just because he treated her cruelly. Jack looked at the girl collapsed on Ryan with her eyes closed; the man didn’t push her away or showed any kind of expression. Jack was patiently waiting because he knew he will get to witness something new but what Ryan did made him have a jaw drop. The Mafia slowly lifted his arms to pat her head, standing up he gently lifted her in his arms and made his way u

Ares shook his head and held my hand, assisting me from drenching myself from the water. "No one knows about this except me and my friends. Besides, we often comes here with the use of our yachts whenever we like." He then took off the shades he was wearing. I stuttered due to astonishment. "O-Oue yacht? D-Does that mean that it is yours?" He craned his neck and then spoke with arrogance in his face. "Do you think I couldn't buy such, Mariana?" Thinking how affluent he was, I knew to myself that he could possess things he wanted. Mind you, being a mafia boss is some sort of a position where in people would love to have. He's in charge of his own organization, has businesses and a fucking bil