Port Mafia Novels & Stories

"Look, I don't like you raising your voice in front of me! " "I am Marco vilante, ruler of the dark world, leader of the great Mafia of the world! You shouldn't dare raise your voice in front of me, sweet lady. "Marco said in a tone that sounded so frightening. Knowing who the man is before him was instantly intimidating Bella's guts, given the man's power is no joke. To rid the earth of a life like darrel was not difficult for him, nor would she for whom alexa said she was above the law.

I replied with a serious gaze. "What do I gain when my daughter marries your son?" Amon was pouring himself another glass of gin. "Name your price." "Hand me your empire." "You know that's not possible, it now belongs to my son and know this. If you and your daughter try anything shady against me, I'll skin you alive." "How about you make me one of the most feared Mafias." Amon spoke with a small smile on his lips. "Deal!" I shook hands with him, immediately leaving his office. I had things to attend to.

I glared at him and turned to run up the stairs. I got to my room, slammed the door shut, and locked it. I picked up the laptop from the study table and searched for the word that was bothering me the most. “Mafia” Hesitantly, I clicked on the first search result that pulled up and started to read everything about it. Mafia is an informal term that is used to describe a criminal organization that bears a strong similarity to the Sicilian Mafia... Mafias often engage in secondary activities such as gambling, loan sharking, drug trafficking, prostitution, and fraud...

“I am not God Mack, you know the rules, you were warned.“ He picked two bare wires and brought them together causing an electric shock. “What is the second rule of the mafia society?“ He asked Mack whose eyes didn't leave the wires he was holding. “Never involve children in the act,” he muttered still staring at his hands. “And what did you do?“ Alex raised his brows. “I made children sell drugs.“ He muttered. “Good and now it is time you pay for your crimes,” he placed the bare wires on Mack's legs sending waves of electric shock through his body. The man yelled, he couldn't take his legs away because he was bounded. “Boss have mercy,” he yelled. Alex laughed, he has missed this, the cry fo

“Wait. Moretti Moretti?” Riva frowned. “You know him?” “Are you—are you serious right now?” another friend asked, wide-eyed. “He’s Ares Moretti. That family runs half the illegal shit across borders. Mafia. Guns. Casinos. Black money. People disappear when they breathe wrong around them.” Riva’s stomach dropped. “You mean he’s like… actual mafia?” “Actual. Untouchable. Lethal. And you—” Nia looked her up and down. “What the hell did you do to end up in his car?”

"I wouldn't." I took a deep breath, weighing my options. I had nowhere else to go, no one else to turn to. If he wanted to harm me, he'd had plenty of opportunities already. "Okay," I began, my voice barely above a whisper. "I was taken after my shift at the diner I worked at." "What the fuck?" Shadow's eyes widened, his entire body tensing. "My father owes the mafia money apparently," I continued, watching his reaction closely. "He stole it from the boss he worked for, Cassian Romano."

“There is a difference.” Diego cried out with sweat appearing on his forehead. “You are insane, Alex; you have always been insane. Diego knew that he couldn't spill those dark secrets. He knew that of he does, his life would end instantly. So it’s Alex kills him or the the other mafia lord kills him. Diego’s words caused Alex to press harder. “And here you are, begging for my mercy. Yet you think I'm insane,” he chuckled dryly. His facial expression hardened suddenly. “Talk, Diego. Tell me to order it right now.”

And that important thing involved her life and that of our baby. I slipped into the chair behind my desk and picked up a file. It had been printed out by Modric, at the meeting. It was a record of shipping and logistics from other mafia groups in affiliation with Marina's ring, from different countries and states. It had been printed out to track her company's movements as we had gotten intel on the companies and Mafia groups that worked with her But there was no trace of her in any of this. I had no idea if bothering about it was a hassle. Marina was a snake and could strike at any time.

Seven? “Thank you,” she replied, flashing me a weak smile. “It’s a tough business, the mafia.” I wanted to know more, but I didn’t want to push. “I’m sure it is.” I’d heard horror stories about the mafia. Shootings and stabbings seemed to be common place. The mafia was notorious for hitmen, werewolves willing to kill a target for money. And I assumed the Santonio family, as one of the biggest mafia around, had a TON of hit men.

chris 's pov i am currently in a meeting with three other dons which constite the four dons .The four dons were created since the the beginning of the mafia and it contains the four most powerful mafias. The Italian mafia which is I, the American mafia stephano Gonzalez, The Russian mafia Nickolai volkov and the Irish mafia Leonard Peterson. "Chris what exactly is your plan at this point because we except you to get married soon tne stability of tje four dons" stephano said looking at me sipping his whiskey .