Port Mafia Novels & Stories

Mr Pompous chuckled gently and I could hear him click his tongue before responding to Dale. "It would take more than the Bratva to murder me" Bratva again? Wasn't that some sort of confraternity in Russia or-- No... I remember now. It's the Russian mafia. "The Russian Mafia" Whenever I'm lost in thought, I often speak without realizing it, and this is the second time it's happening around Mr. Pompous. He turned slowly to me revealing the darkness around his eyes which made me gulp heavily. "They have no regard for the king of the Underground. By the way, how is Sofia Dante?" I could still hear Dale from the other end even though Mr. Pompous had his deadly stares at me.

The only thing he had known is love himself. He just boarded his jet and opened his laptop and was sitting comfortably in one of the seats of his private jet regarding a meeting with his gang members. Right on date Night Eagles is the most powerful mafia in the world. They do all sorts of illegal trade starting from drugs, woman trafficking to war weapons. Nikolas is insensate and believes where money talks speech isn't required. Throwing money he took the judiciary and law under his control. Thus despite the crime touching the sky, there is not a single case registered under his name.

, Alan mused again, a smile playing on his lips. The American mafia was one of the three biggest mafias in the underworld, alongside Spain and the African mafia which was a combination of all the African mafias under one Don. Alan has the Spanish mafia under his thumb, along with over thirty other mafias under his thumb. Owning the African mafia was a question of time and a stupid decision on Kofi Adlojojo’s end but he could throw his weight around in the African mafia. Owning America gives one more power than they can fathom, a total control of the south and north and a direct access to the gangs scattered along the Mediterranean but Alan Poza was not a greedy man. Infact, his fair judgemen

“Just get this over with so I can go home.” “Indeed.” His expression sharpened. “What do you know of the mafia, Mia?” “As little as possible.” When she had first realized exactly what her father did, Mia had made a deliberate choice to avoid it at all costs. Her stepmother had helped shield her the best she could, and she had remained mostly ignorant toward the evil her father committed. “There are varying groups who oversee criminal activity in our fair city, but the three most powerful are the Irish, Italians, and Russians.” He

When the red haze of fury finally cleared, I found myself standing over Helena's prone form, my hands sticky with blood. The warehouse had fallen silent, the fight over. But the real battle, I realized as I turned to face Aliyah's shocked gaze, was just beginning. Aliyah Sundane The world had tilted on its axis, everything I thought I knew crumbling around me. Alessandro, my Alessandro, was standing before me, his hands dripping with blood, his eyes wild with a fury I'd never seen before. Mafia. The word echoed in my mind, alongside the images from the folder Helena had shown me. Newspaper clippings of gang violence, photos of Alessandro with known criminals, documents detailing illegal oper

I pushed her to the brink. “Boss, you good with that?” Deron asks, snapping my focus back to the present. I look around the dark SUV as my inner circle, Deron, Stephon, Kris, and Max, are preparing to help orchestrate a raid on a meatpacking plant. It’s one of many business fronts for the Scarfo mafia. This one, in particular, is run by Vinnie and his crew. It took a little digging, but Max managed to track the bastard down with ease.

"Sophia believes you will marry after she finishes school. Mafia law states that a Capo should be offered the purest of females, both in blood and virtue." I laughed in surprise. She read our code book. Where did she even get one? "Yes, but it is just an offering. One I don't plan on taking. Tommy told Sophia they had to wait until after school. She thinks that is true for me too. Despite me sending her away, her father drills it in her head that she is the best choice and that I will eventually take her as my wife. As far as mafia code, that was written centuries ago. It is like the Bible. Christians don't run around whipping their disobedient wives, do they? It isn't to be taken literally

"No! How can I just climb on your back? Moreover, there's an injury on your arm." JK yells, "Just shut up and do as I say!" "No, I won't! Why are you showing me mercy now?" "I have never seen a stubborn girl like you." Grabbing her hand forcefully, he makes her lean on his back. "This man, seriously! How long are you going to force me? Will you ever let me live peacefully? When will you stop all this?" "When you love me more than I do." "I'll never fall for you." "You won't have to do it, baby. It will happen automatically. Just wait and see." "Yeah, yeah, whatever. Walk as soon as possible; I'm so hungry." "It's high time to learn how to control your hunger." "Yah, I've never seen a stupid

Reed yelled. "Sir ...I know that you are mad because of your daughter, but if we are being sincere here, we can't go against him. True, he is arrogant but that is just how he is. He has the right to be arrogant after all. You probably don't know but Marco has a lot of hidden powers besides the power that he already has as the mafia boss. That is why no one dares to annoy him. Also, he is our biggest partner. And most people who work with us work with us because of him. They don't have the guts to offend him and so they work with us so that they can suck up to him!" His assistant said.

After we were seated, he called a servant to prepare tea for us. "I want to know what you want to tell me," I said directly to him. "I know you can't wait any longer," he said. "Brandon and I are in the same line of business. Aside from owning Moore Food Corporation, he also owns an underground business. He's a mafia boss." I gasped at what I heard from him. I couldn't believe it... I hadn't heard this from Brandon... I had no idea!