Rumah Mafia Mewah Novels & Stories

The Mensah Moon Estate was massive, built like a fortified castle and dripping in modern mafia opulence, fully decorated with silver banners and fresh kills to celebrate Amara’s big day. Every high-ranking wolf in the room wore expensive tailored suits and heavy gold chains, except for Rapha. He stood out like a dying rogue, dressed in an oversized shirt and frayed jeans, his face covered in dark ash to mimic a sickness. He didn’t just disrupt the elegant mafia gathering—he completely shattered the illusion.

“Since you were so eager to show up at my workplace uninvited, maybe you should also follow me to my other workplace, “ he spoke menacingly and I gulped. I knew better than to protest. He definitely wasn’t asking my permission but on the bright side, I would get to see his Mafia boss side, since I didn’t get to see much of his CEO side. ***************** I was stunned to see that a 3-story house was what he usually referred to as the mafia house. I mean the first thing that came to mind when I heard that wasn’t a beautiful house adorned with beautiful flower bushes. I had expected to see a campground with people fighting and blood spilling. I expected a chaotic environment, not this peaceful

But I inevitably felt frustrated when I remember he mentioned the sex slave thingy. "D-damien, you're joking right?" I laughed along with that because I wanted to hide my frustration. "Sabrina, I'm not just a businessman but, I'm a mafia king too. A dominant and a sadist. I like to play in the bed but to someone I want. I have flings before but no one of them ever pass my standards." I was just stunned by what he said. I didn’t know what to say because I was surprised too.

"No kidding." He ignored my sarcasm, remaining impassive. "The Russian mafia wants to take over our property in New York. They’re expanding too fast, eliminating competitors, claiming new territories. They’re cutting old deals and establishing new ones—on their own terms. Luigi Romano is caught in the middle of it." I swallowed hard, feeling a knot form in my stomach.

I asked and he glanced at his blonde secretary before he stared at me. "You and I know both know the situation of your company, it is crashing everyday without control," He leaned in as he spoke. "So game houses are popular for games. I'll sell the card and I will be completely honest with you. Opening a gaming house equals involvement with the mafia, drug smuggling and gun trafficking," He smiled at me.

vera said. "What would lord Storm possibly own a library with millions of romance books for ? " Valerie asked with a squinted brows, someone so busy with his mafia life wouldn't possibly have time for things so trivial and leisure. "Yes there are 4 mansions building in this territory and This territory is Wordsworth Family's Territory, The largest mansion in this territory, which is Lord Storm's resident mansion, The second mansion is far and secluded away from here which is Lord Storm's House of Pleasures & Mafia Dealings which you've propably been taken to,

“I can't believe I was knocked out by one of my stepbrothers. Where the f*ck were you all?“ yelled Raven. “We did succeed in saving you at last. I don't know why you're making the situation complex!“ said Jayden. They were in Gomez Waxson's house, doing drugs as they looked at the angry Raven before them. The house was a large mansion with up to eighty rooms. It was built in a very private and protected estate in California, and only the rotten-rich could afford to own and maintain a house there. All the members of the Scorpion Mafia family were complete. They were some guarding the gates, some arranging and packaging cocaine and marijuana they were going to sell, some reloading the firearms

I said making my voice sound tough. " Good girl." He said and after then there was silence. I heard the door shut and I knew that they had left. I crawled onto my bed and cried. *** Robert's POV. We drove into the Martinez family house, there were security guards at every corner. Rico, who used to work as a right hand gun man for the Martinez family had given us a glimpse of what their record looked like. They ran the most dangerous mafia group in this side of the country. They had lots of enemies that was the reason they had so much security.

he said in a husky voice. Sofia was dumbstruck as she stared at the man who flirted with her. He was tall and muscular, he was dark-skinned, and he had red locks and a tattoo on his neck that I recognized. He is from an American family called the Rocks. The current biggest American family mafia in this century is known for their well-known kidnapping of innocent victims, sex trafficking, murder, and most of all their selling of drugs. I stepped away from them and notified the rest of the team mostly Jevon knowing he's gonna flip. He wouldn't want anything to happen to her and most importantly he seemed to have a huge crush on her.

The headquarters of the notorious Blood Axe mafia was a fortress of luxury and intimidation, nestled in the heart of the city's underworld. The exterior was a nondescript high-rise, blending into the urban landscape like a ghost. But once past the heavily guarded entrance, a different world unfolded. A lavish lobby with marble floors and crystal chandeliers led to a private elevator, which whisked visitors away to the upper floors. The walls were adorned with priceless artwork, and the air was thick with the scent of cigar smoke and fine whiskey. A majestic axe, symbol of the Blood Axe family, hung proudly above the reception desk, its blade gleaming in the light.