Reborn Mafia Novels & Stories

I asked, anxiety dripping from my voice because I didn't want things to go like this. "It's from a burner account," Mia said calmly. "The name is Gabriel Victor. It’s meaningless. You can pay to run articles from places like this. At major outlets, they’d kill it like they do to me here. They can’t take down something that’s posted. That’s why they used a company that posts indiscriminately. This type of thing is hard to clean up." My mind began to race with guesses. "Right, it was all planned," I said, nodding to myself. Looking at the pictures brought back the memory of Amory dressing my hair and then kissing me.

With a roar of the engine, I sped off recklessly into the night, consumed by anger and thoughts of revenge for what they had just done to me. My mind raced, consumed by a whirlwind of terrifying possibilities. The ease with which everything fell into place was a clear sign of Aamon's manipulative hand. A chill slithered down my spine as I realized that the mafia was now directly intertwined with Rei Draven. Sooner than expected, our paths had merged and the stakes were higher than I could have ever imagined. But I couldn't run from this twisted game - no, it was time to play along and show them what I was truly made of. With claws bared and a savage hunger in my eyes, Xavier Woods would soon

Right before the long holiday weekend, the boss announced that everyone in the tech department would receive a $1, 000 bonus for working two extra days. Linda Miller, the administrative supervisor, handed the task over to me and told me to process the payments according to the employee list. I carefully checked every account number. Then checked them again. I worked until nearly midnight before I finally finished. But the next morning, people from the tech department stormed into the office. “You said we'd get a thousand dollars. Why did I only get a hundred?” “I've worked in tech for ten years, and this is what I get for giving up two days of my holiday? A hundred bucks?” “Who pocke

We both died in the crash. I never imagined that death would bring me back. And watching her now—clutching her own child, smug and gloating—I understood instantly. She had been reborn too. Even with my husband shouting at her, she showed not a hint of fear. She had always been adored by our parents, and with her husband spoiling her too, she grew up willful and unchecked. Maybe it was the rebirth—or the presence of her child—that gave her even more confidence. She scoffed.

“Serena, the two pieces of garbage… they’re still in a secure location. Marta didn’t want me to bother you with it, but I think you should know. The boy… he was your man, yes? He threw you to the wolves without a second thought. A rat.” “If you don’t want to see them, just give me the word. I’ll handle it. Clean. You won’t need to look.” Marta started to object, but I held up my hand. I looked at Domenico, the man who was now, impossibly, my brother-in-law. “I’ll go.” They took me to a disused warehouse on the industrial side of town. Cassio and Ella were there, shackled to chairs, filthy and hollow-eyed.

Above all my employees, he's the best choice to be my right-hand man except to my three underbosses who manages each continent designated for them. Black Men Society was established way back 1850's by my great-grandfather. Throughout the years, our organization has been known to the whole world as the most dangerous mafia group who expertise in illegal businesses which includes smuggling, drug dealing, extortion and gore things that may shock a normal person. The thought of dragging Mariana in my mess wasn't the best choice I made. If you'd look at her angelic face along with her innocent presence, you'd probably think of the best alternative way to keep her by not exposing her to my organiz

Miller greeted the and asked them to sit down on the available seats. “Hello, everyone. It’s been a while, huh? How have you been!?” Miller looked so glad that his old gang was united. The other men could only greeted Miller back. Miller then called the waiter in the cafe and ordered some more drinks for his guests. After the drinks have been placed on the table, Miller directly stated about the reason of why he wanted to reunite with his old gang. Miller explained about his brewery first who got confiscated. That brewery was an important treasure for Miller’s mafia clan. He wanted to take it back at any cost. He also told them about Vincent being the new under boss in the mafia clan. Vincen

REBORNED Episode EPISODE Eight Third person POV Six months later: It was night when a girl dressed in black shirt and shorts with sneakers was walking down an alley. A black pouch was hanging on her waist and black cap donned on her fake bob cut hair. Because it was night, she seemed to blend in the environment and no one on the street regarded her. She reached a club called Potty and wine, one of the most illegal strip clubs in Lucknow…

Ciro asked again. "It's time we all headback to Carlifornia, it's time to let the nation understand that the greatest Mafia group is back....." Ciro loved the vibrant nature and determination from his brother. Seeing his brother this fierce, reminded him of the previous times, when their father was alive and they would run their drug business for him.

Koa solemnly agreed, causing me to look between my mother and the boy who always owned my heart. "I'm glad we can reach an understanding. Now Eira, we need you to be the one to go undercover. They all know that you wanted out of this for as long as anyone can really remember. I need you to pretend to betray the family." My heart froze as she said the last sentence so nonchalantly. I began shaking my head frantically while looking at everyone seated around the table. I could not do that. I could do anything else, I would do anything else. Just not that. The mafia will test my loyalty. What if someone ends up seriously injured because of me?