Port Mafia Dazai Novels & Stories

Five guards step out of it, and fall into step behind me instantly. With my phone in a pocket, and a pistol in my hand; eyes filled with deathly fury as we approach. The moment I step in, the sight before me makes my heart stop. Not because its new, I've seen thousands of dead bodies, it was worse after an all out war between two ruthless mafia Lords. What made my heart stop is the implication. "This is a lot." I mutter, noting the extent of damage that had been done. The thought of innocents being murdered, and killed for something they didn't do or had no idea of; makes my heart ache.

For the first time in his life her was afraid, afraid of her opinion of him, afraid of if she would even like him, just afraid. Present Day. It had been two weeks since I graduated from university and moved back home with my parents and brothers. My father, Romero Ramos, is the leader of the Spanish/American Mafia until my eldest brother, Mateo Ramos, takes over next year. My mother, Maria Ramos, was born into the Mafia just like the rest of my family and lastly my second brother, Sebastian Ramos will be my Mateo's second in command for Mateo when he become leader. The there's me, Sofia, I have been involved in offical mafia business since I was sixteen years old, my job is mostly traning ne

Weeks have passed since a new treaty has been made between the Irish, Russians, and Italian families. I’m still confident in the choice we made and I’m happy that Misha was so accommodating and understanding of my terms. Misha is really jolly and I kind of like him for it. He also throws the guys off, which I personally find funny. Misha is a breath of fresh air compared to the normal stuffy mafia guys. No offense to my kings, but they can be stuffy mafia men when they want to be.

And second—always follow the first rule. Rhys knew the day he stepped foot in this mafia world that this was not going to be easy, and he was not the boy to do easy things. He preferred challenges, thrilling and dangerous ones. And his trust in himself brought him near the pillars of success, as most feared man in underworld and worldwide. He had both the looks and money to buy anything, with just a flick of his fingers. Women, cars, houses, buildings, he could even buy those two lost shipments once again only working a minute. But love….

I state. “The meeting with Darillo went fine. They are content with the alliance and want ot continue.” Mateo replies. “What of the meeting with the Japanese Mafia?” I ask. “Daisuke wants nothing to do with us or any of our allies. He and Chao are already a part of an alliance.” Mateo answers. “With who?” I ask.

That's just how my dad was. That was the last article about me. Dalia Gates no longer existed after that and I sighed knowing Dalia Gates died the day she was sold off to a mafia boss or in other words, the day after her 14th birthday. Speaking of mafia boss, I decided to search for something else. Opening a new tab, I typed in what I have wanted to find out for a long time. Matteo Martinelli

I demanded, pouting my lips. "Rafe is in the Mafia, basically he's a shadow, we can't tell his exact location and whereabouts except he wants us to know and he never does, he just shows up whenever it's necessary. Also he was my first investor, he trusted in my business idea and innovation, you can say he's behind my success in a way" "Do you mean the Mafia is real?" I squealed, pulling out of Damon's body as my eyes widened with this new revelation. "What planet are you from? Mars? Of course the Mafia is real," Damon answered.

"You're only furious at me. So, go on. Kill me now if that will make you happy." Zamantha screamed. "No!" Zara clenched her jaw and scoffed. "Woah. So, you two managed to bewitch my youngest sister as well. Amazing. But, that won't stop me from telling everyone this." Subsequently, Zara projected herself to her family and the crowd of housemaids gathering by the door. "Everyone, listen up. You probably didn't know about this. But, this man." Zara pointed at Dionysus. "Is a fucking secret mafia lord. Yeah, right. A mafia boss. Do you know what a mafia is?"

everyone clapped and cheered while Alex just tilt his head and raised his glass. "We never have anything to say except enjoy yourself, get drunk" he dropped the mic and left the stage. Soft music could be heard. Alexander excused himself, according to Dexter's plan he left Laura alone standing in the middle of the hall, and the worst part of it was the alcohol was kicking. She walked to one of the little tables arranged in the room and took a seat, her head felt light as a feather. Mason Campbell a Mafia just like Alex, he is well known to be brutal and stern. He wants to be the Don of the underworld, he feels he deserves to be the Don and not Alex.