Pakaian Mafia Novels & Stories

“He made it possible for you to live, and this is my own way of thanking him. He did all this for his mother. Why should I abandon him after getting what I wanted?” “Ava, are you hearing yourself?” Peter’s voice hardened. “Don’t be fooled by his generosity. Men like that don’t change overnight.” I pulled my hand away from his. “There’s a rumor about him being in the mafia. There’s a whole conspiracy surrounding him. I did quite a lot of research about him, and something is not adding up.” “I don’t care.” The words came out immediately. Peter stared at me. “I’m not leaving until my contract ends. Matter of fact, he has agreed to terminate my contract after one year if his mother gets well.”

I patted his back "I will be there with you to witness that moment, but first we have to increase the security of our house" In the mafia, family is the biggest strength as well as weakness of any mafia man. If the family members are capable of defending themselves then they are strengths but if not then they are the biggest weakness because it makes them easy targets. And in our house, only Marco can defend himself. "If this time he attacks my family then I'll take him apart bone by bone " Dante roared, holding a dark look in his eyes. "I don't think he is alone because last time we had left him on the brink of death, so it's impossible to attack back this fast without any support," I said

“They say he’s got another identity. He’s not just a director. He’s supposedly the godfather of La Lupa Nera. You know, Europe’s biggest mafia.” I stared at her, my mind reeling. “The La Lupa Nera? You’re joking.” “I wish I were,” she said, sitting back and crossing her arms. “I mean, it’s just a rumor, but it makes sense, doesn’t it? How else would someone his age have that much money and power? It’s kind of...exciting, don’t you think?” She grinned, clearly enjoying the drama. Exciting wasn’t the word I would use. Terrifying? Maybe.

(Pakhan is the equivalent to Don in the Russian Mafia family which is called Bratva) "That's what I thought too so this situation doesn't make sense. Unless someone is trying to frame the Russians for it" "Or perhaps, someone in the Bratva is working against their Pakhan and wants to stir up trouble. I'll call Mikhailov to check" I then pulled out my cellphone to call him. He didn't pick it on the first ring but did on the second. "To whom do I owe this pleasure, Genovese" A rusty male voice sounded on the other end which made me take a look at my wrist watch. It was midnight over there, well whatever.

Unlike Andrei, he was dressed in a long red plaid shirt, with a white hoodie underneath and black jeans paired with white basketball-style sneakers. He wasn't a prince charming either, nor was he the king of sensitivity, but he was sensible and eloquent in being himself. She couldn't help but feel comfortable around him. She could have conversations with him even when she was sure he looked down on her, but he was kind then, and everything else didn't matter. She remembered the stereotype that mafia members always dressed formally, and if they were young, they looked like hip-hop enthusiasts or delinquent youth, but they didn't fit those descriptions at all. They probably fooled people with

Unfortunately, they couldn't do that. So, they had to wear the basketball jerseys that these two perverted mafias had worn? And wear women's underwear too? Shit, this was really crazy. And didn't forget about the nickname. Daddy? Papa? Oh god, Cylo and Ivo wanted to throw up right now. These mobsters' demands were completely beyond reason. “So?” Jeff still had his arms folded across his chest as he stared at Cylo. “You guys will accept it, right?” Law grinned.

Marcus nodded, “Right away, sir.” “I must hunt each and every one of them down. Their families and close friends will also face the consequences. They will know who the real mafia king is.”

He replied to her, standing from his seat to lean on his table. “How can a living subject be sold off without her own consent?” She inserted air quotes around the sold off. For a moment, Marie forgot she was standing in front of someone affiliated to the greatest and most dangerous Mafia group in the country. But, what did she have to lose? She was already brought here against her own will, and it doesn’t seem like anyone is going to answer the question as to why she’s here.

Mike's POV My meeting with Nate was not as bad as I thought it would be. I didn't know him before now but seeing how he was able to get my contact for him to reach out to me. It simply means he is a very dangerous man and he can get anything he wants. Thinking about it now, that's not so far-fetched from what a mafia can do. Nothing goes hidden in their watch except for something they lack interest in. I need to get informants like his for myself.

She was wearing a sweet smile on her lips, which I returned gratefully. She made me choose on a rack of dresses, but I told her she can do it for me. After I tried on almost the whole boutique and gave Ace his private fashion show, he finally settled on light blue rugged jeans, a black crop top, a white trench coat, and ankle boots. The man has his ways to give people a heart attack. The girl who assisted me nearly faint when Ace told her he’d buy all the clothes I tried on. We won’t make him poor, even if he buys all the clothes in this shop. He’s in the mafia, for crying out loud!