Novel & Cerita Possession Of The Mafia Don

Luca followed the Italian Don’s gaze, his heart sinking as he saw the doctor and Rosa walking together, their hands firmly clasped. Sensing the mounting stress radiating from Luciano’s body, Luca—who was following his every step—quickly closed the gap. He moved in close to the Don’s shoulder, a silent shadow ready to intervene before the Mafia King did something out of character in the eyes of the public.

It was only when the sky began to darken outside my office window that I realised Matteo had not come back to the office, and a sense of unease overcame me. 'Perché non era tornato a dirmi cosa stava succedendo con lei?' [Why had he not returned to tell me what was going on with her?] My thoughts ran wild as I thought of my golden-haired beauty being carried to the Medical Centre. I had pushed it to the back of my mind, but she had looked to be in a serious condition. Pushing back my chair, I got to my feet and reached for the jacket to my suit, which I had slung over one of the overstuffed sofas that faced the floor-to-ceiling windows in my office. A smile played on my face as I gazed at th

The English mafia had no issues or? “Lorenzo is the Don of the Spanish mafia. His idea is to merge both our mafias through the institution of marriage. An arranged marriage between his only heir, Leonardo De Los Santos and mine, you. The merge comes with a contract. It demands that after both the Dons and their heirs sign it, the only ones allowed to run the mafia after the Dons step down are the newlywed couple.” I stared aghast at the man opposite me. Was he saying that I had to marry a stranger to become the boss of this mafia?

he said, his tone shifting to something darker, more triumphant, “I have a special announcement. One I think you’ll all find... interesting.” The silence that followed was suffocating, every second stretching unbearably. Then, his next words hit me like a sledgehammer. “Pedro Nevarro is dead.” My breath caught, and the world seemed to tilt beneath my feet. “No,” I whispered, shaking my head as the weight of his declaration sank in. Luca’s voice came again, colder now, filled with a sick sense of triumph. “And I,” he said, drawing out each word with cruel precision, “am the new Don of the Nevarro mafia gang.”

I want all of the Caribbean, not just Mexico. Yesterday I had a meeting with Don Gonzalez. The most ruthless man ever known in the Caribbean. The only one I dare not rival. We have an unspoken understanding. He respects me because of what I have achieved on my own. He knows that I am strong and ambitious. I respect him because I know he can do me over in a blink of an eye. He is the most powerful in the Caribbean. The police don't even bother with him anymore. His brutal ways earned him the title "The Iron Fist", but only a few eyes have seen him. I cannot have the Caribbean without going through Don Gonzalez. That would be me asking for a show down. A very unwise move. The meeting I had wit

thinks the Don. The Mafia Don is still actively handling the matters of his mob, which has branched out to become a powerful organisation, but one that is totally against human trafficking. He has made his millions through his arms dealings, a point that his Woman frowns upon, but in her gentle way, for she is a Buddhist and these ideas go against the grain for her. But more pertinently, Proserpina Delano is aware that her annoyance in this matter will not count. So the Boss continues his dealings, but most of the travelling to settle the deals is conducted by his eldest son, Piers.

“Well, that motherfucker deserves to die. After sexually harassing and sexually abusing many people, telling him to commit suicide isn’t enough as atonement for his sins.” Leon shook his head. No matter what he says, Hunter will always have a reason. “By the way, any news about the Delgados?” Hunter asked. “They’ve partnered with Director Evangelista of Fast Freight. They seem to be widening their business reach, as we’ve heard. It also seems they are still gathering some intel about our group and us and telling everyone they will dethrone us in the mafia world.” “I originally wouldn’t give a shit about how they wanted to run their businesses and their group as long as they wouldn’t interfer

" that can't be so simple at it looks., we have a mole in our organization, a very nasty one" " We have the most trusted men Capo, we can't doubt anyone " " NEVER EVER TRUST ANYONE, not even your shadow"I stated, a fact. "Why are you mumbling that bastard's line??? " " because that is true!!! " end of the discussion. Our business is on the verge of take command to rule the world. I can't simply ruin it. One mistake and everything is finished. Mafia is not a child's play. Luca was trying to interpret what I said as his phone I'd rang.

Destros said. Bargaining with him would let him know that Nightingale meant more to me than a one night stand. If I agreed to this, he wouldn’t hand her over, he would make more ridiculous demands till he was satisfied. I know how gangsters worked. I was part of the mafia now, but once upon a time, I had been a mere gangster too. Besides, the mafia was really just an upgraded style of gangster life.

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 .