Sexy Mafia Boss Novels & Stories

I growled and opened fire after fire as Damien went running behind a desk present in the room and used it as his shield. " Oh, just like I killed Ivan? You do know who Ivan is or did you forget about him already once he transferred you all of his wealth?" Damien tried to rile me up. " Don't take my father's name from your filthy mouth or I will give you the most painful death I have ever given to anyone. You do know who is the most powerful and dangerous mafia leader in the whole underworld, right? Yes, that's right. Me. One piece of news of me returning to the mafia and all of the cockroaches like you are going to hide in your sewer holes knowing you guys are doomed." I barked and looked at

“You fucking killed Angelo! Why? What did he do that was so bad, Knight? Why did you kill him?” “I didn’t kill him, goddamn it!” I barked, not able to take it anymore. “I didn’t fucking kill him, Aria!” I stared at her tear-filled eyes. “Yes… I’m a mafia boss. I kill people for a living. I don’t bat an eye when I do it too—but I never killed Angelo,” I breathed as I reached out to wipe her cheeks. She flinched lightly, but I ignored it, wiping her tears away. "He’s alive," I breathed. I watched her eyes widen. "What?"

A man in a bloodied shirt and disheveled hair stepped out, wiping the blood off his knuckles, the five men in the hallway standing to attention as he looked up. "He says that he was given an address by his superiors and a man in the VIP lounge gave it to him," He bowed to his boss. "He says the man who gave him the box had scars running down his right cheek, like claw marks." "Not claw marks," Salvatore pushed himself off the wall. "They're nail marks left by the girl he tried to rape," "You don't mean-" Marco stuttered, instantly realizing whom he was talking about. "Yes, him." The Mafia Boss nodded. "Major, Tazio, Piero, and Gun with me. Marco, I want you to take care of things behind me,"

Arcangelo asked beside the girl. “Family,” Marco responded instantly. “Good, and what would he do for that family?” “Everything,” Sofia and Marco spoke in sync, slowly grasping onto the purpose. “What is his infamous title as a boss?” “Daunting?” Sofia grasped at straws, not being able to recollect what people said about her brother-in-law. “Intimidating? Cold?” “Ruthless,” Marco breathed out, understanding what his parents were driving at. “He’s known to be the most feared and ruthless Mafia Boss in the northern hemisphere, even more so than you dad,”

Tony said simply. “What like the Mafia?” Said Grace shocked. “The Mafia is the Italian version, you already met Xan who is the Chinese Gang Syndicate leader and you already met the European one as well!" Tony said carefully. “Xan, that arsehole I just stared down?” Grace said and Tony nodded. "Who is the European one?” She asked quickly. Tony sighed and said “Kurt Blackwood!” There was a silence as the blood drained out of Grace’s face. She felt like someone had ripped her heart out and kicked her in the stomach at the same time.

He was becoming an angry sadist each passing day. As he walked, his thoughts wandered. Lately, things have grown tense, way too tense. His boss, Andrés, had been under attack from all sides. Mateo couldn't tell if it was just corporate sabotage or something more personal. The mafia world was full of threats but this was quite unusual. Andrés wasn’t perfect, far from it, but the recent storm around him felt orchestrated, like someone was deliberately pulling strings behind the scenes. Someone who stood to gain a lot if Andrés fell. But who could it be? The mafia world was very complex with a lot of enemies.

Aiming the tip of rifle at Mark Devis's forehead, I threateningly asked," Why the fuck you refused to sign a deal with Mcadam corporation?" For a few seconds, Mark kept quiet, staring down at the ground. His thick blood dripped off his cracked forehead, dirtying the area he was sitting. I removed my rifle from his forehead and squatted in front of him. Cupping his bleeding chin in my right hand, forcing him to look at me. " Are you fucking dumb? I hate quiet ones." That's when mimicking Mark's tone enraged me. " So you're the infamous Mafia Boss of DarZ group. Xavier Hill who is in reality Ceo Caspar Mcadam," Mark chuckled.

She never thought she would be disgraced one day by her own family. People say time heals everything. Indeed time heals her broken soul by giving her an angel but the scars it left behind always remembered her the deadliest past she left behind. She just hopes that nobody ever again breaks her heart or this time she won't be able to collect herself. Meanwhile "Boss, the Russians are making a fuss. Russian mafia king Zacarias Casso wants to meet you. He said he won't fix the deal until he meets you." Ron explained the whole thing about the russian to his boss. The Russian mafia king is the second most powerful mafia king in the mafia empire.

Why am I acting like this? I am Terrence Vaughn Evans. The Black Scorpion, leader of a fear-mongering group, I am a mafia boss. I am a womanizer. I'm not afraid of anyone or anything. Women cry for me. I make and break rules. But I'm weeping now for someone I don't even know. ’ He tried to convince himself that he was the same Terrence as before, but he knew that something had changed. "Goddamn Terrence, stop this!" he furiously scolded himself. He wanted this feeling to stop. He decided to go somewhere where he would feel like his former self again.

I said "Arora" dad said "You're going to quit and stop seeing him," Felix said "Are you fucking serious right now?" I asked him "I won't let you get hurt again," Dad said "You say that but yet if you do this you'd not only hurt me you'll hurt my daughter," I said "We're trying to protect you he's in the fucking mafia. The strongest mafia!" Dad said "My fucking soul. You're in the mafia! You actually thought I'm an idiot? You are the Don of the Italian mafia Dad. They keep hunting us because you are the head. Mom died because of this stupid mafia!" I yelled