Shelter In The Mafia Novels & Stories

“Where the hell is the original file? Or do I need to kill everybody here for that?” Three of the guards nervously began to search for the lost file, while I took that time to find a way to free myself from these chains. Right in front of me was a shard of glass. If only I could reach it, I’d be free. “ It's not her boss,we must have left it in the car,” one of the guards said. Stefan let out a tired sigh and faced me, “I’d be back, don’t try anything funny.” He turned to face one of the guards, “Hey you, make sure they don’t escape or your mother will drown in her home in Boston!”

“The Feds have the manifests. The Sterling Charter is the only Sovereign Shield left to you. If you want our protection, you become blood. Marry my daughter. But understand this: we do not share. If there is another woman, she must become a ghost. If you lie to the family, we will take your life.” The nausea hit me with the force of a physical blow. Arthur Vane hadn't just committed bigamy for money. He had committed it for survival. He had been drowning in a federal racketeering case, and the Sterlings—the Mafia dynasty that controlled the New York docks—had offered him their "Sovereign Shield" in exchange for his soul. He had hidden my grandmother in the woodshop because it was the only pl

He heard the second man ask. “Yes, she’s Alex personal assistant”. Those words clarified Alex suspicions. They’d intentionally targeted Maya knowing that she had a ‘connection ‘ with him. As Alex slowly approached the men, the black dragon tattoo at the side of their necks became visible as he scoffed. These were the Jensens. Mafia’s from Vladimir’s side. Ever since the incident of his father’s death, the Wolf’s and Jensens had become at war with eachother and sworn blooded enemies. Seeing that Vladimir was already sending his men out to him, it looks like he already got wind of his arrival in Russia. This was good. Alex thought.

he added. Sherly leaned back in her chair, her expression grave. She then slowly shook her head. "In the dangerous world of the Mafia, it's necessary to conceal our true identities," she explained. "It's a precautionary measure to ensure our safety and the success of our mission. You don't want to implicate those people who are dear to you who aren't related to the mafia, right?" Understanding dawned on Kim's face as he realized the importance of Sherly's words. He slowly nodded his head in understanding. "I see," he said, his tone serious. "So, what do you want us to do?"

"But you do not understand what you are asking for, Chiara. The mafia world is not a boardroom. It is not about signing papers or making smart investments. It is a world built on blood, loyalty, and extreme violence. It is filled with people who will not hesitate to cut your throat just to send a message." He pointed a finger toward the large glass windows, gesturing to the city outside. "I created a perfectly safe space for you," he continued, "Viviana Marino is a shield. She is a wealthy, untouchable CEO. You can stay in that beautiful corner office. You can focus on running the company, managing the legitimate numbers, and letting me handle Marco and his mafia friends in the shadows. You

Swallowing thickly she let out a shaky exhale. “You told me it was standard procedure,” Sofia found herself whispering into the phone “This is standard,” Marco assured her just as quietly. “In the events of a security threat, the Mafia is housed in the headquarters until further notice. And this is what’s happening,” “How long would you be there?” “I don’t know,” “Any idea?” “Months, maybe. Even years.” “Months?” She choked out. “Years?” “I know it’s a lot, and I’m sorry,” He apologized as he pressed his forehead to his knee caps. “But things aren’t going good right now and we can’t compromise anyone’s safety. I’m the heir, so I have to be here every step of the way.”

The mafia was a dangerous world, and I didn't know who to trust. The safest option seemed to be seeking help from someone outside of this world, someone with no ties to the DeLuca mafia. I could reach out to a witness protection program or something similar, asking to be kept safe in exchange for information about the DeLuca mafia's activities. It was a difficult decision, but I was willing to do anything to protect my child.

I meant nothing to them but their pawn for their mafia’s games. “Can I crash here for a night or two?” I knew Deck couldn’t keep his junk in his pants. I was sure there were already different women in and out of his penthouse. At this moment, I didn’t care. I need a safe place to stay. If Terzo was able to find me while I was in Ilya’s territory, I was sure he knew people who worked with the mobs. He had connections everywhere. “If I don’t care for you, you wouldn’t get through the security.” He descended downstairs and stopped in front of me. “You haven’t answered my question, Dani.”

Third Person Pov: Thomas Allen is one of the most ruthless leaders in the mafia gang Hayden Wren heads. Its known as 'Python'. Recently, there's been a fued between the two, hence; Thomas moved to Dubai. The members of the gang thought things would dissolve over time... but it didn't. Communication seized between the two for the past two years. Now, Thomas is back to set things right.