Sit Down Mafia Novels & Stories

LILY’s POV “Mafia is a process, not a thing. Mafia is a form of clan cooperation to which its individual members pledge a lifelong commitment to. Friendship, connections, family ties, trust, loyalty, obedience… this was the glue that held us together.” – Joe Bonanno

“I have been awake for approximately five minutes and already regret buying this fucking castle. “Congratulations. Your experiment has concluded. Now sit down because I have questions.” The mafia don sits. The two ghosts immediately appear behind him like an extremely dysfunctional supernatural board of directors. I look at all three. “Right. Nobody speaks until I ask.” The ghosts exchange a look. The mafia don smiles. “You really do run this place now.” I take another sip of iced coffee. “Damn right.” “Ok so now who the hell is third tenant” I paused for brief moment and I look at mafia and ask him if he wants to part of this conversation.

One by one, he shot each of the men, their bodies slumping to the ground like a bloody heap. I stood as I watched how he effortlessly killed those men, he had no remorse, no hesitation. It was simply business, and even though I was used to seeing people shot and killed I couldn’t help but feel a bit shocked, not like I was expecting less from him, he is the most feared dangerous mafia lord. When the last body hit the floor, Dante turned to me. “You can start your work now Ethan, I am a busy man and I have somewhere else to be.”

The uncomfortable chair and cheap table didn’t bother him as much as the thoughts running through his head. Armani del Rossi was no ordinary man. He ruled his world from the shadows, the name “Del Rossi” whispered with fear and reverence across continents. He was a mafia lord—a ruthless, calculating figure who commanded loyalty through power and fear. Possession was his creed. Control was his doctrine. And anything he wanted, he took.

This isn't how I had planned for the meeting to go but somehow I need to come up with a very quick solution or end up with nothing. *** After the storm had calmed down that night, I head towards my underground chamber where a big table laid in the center of the room. Everyone was present. The Mafia Lords who control everything about the city in silence. Dante Ferraro was seating next to the sit meant for the head of the table. Luca Moretti the second Mafia boss leaned back with a ciger in his mouth, while Julian Cortez played drums with his fingers on the table. I took my seat last and they all turned to my direction.

he paused and half smiled. “The Mortale mafia is best known for buying and selling attractive girls. Any girl that turns them down has to live in hell for the rest of their life, that is, if she is lucky enough to turn them down in the first place. So, serving them drinks is like going up there to discuss your price. Obviously, you are new to New York cause everyone knows the Mortale mafia since their crimes are just in sight of everyone. It is never hidden.” I stifled a burst of laughter at his impossible explanation, but once the realization that what he said could only be possible in this club, an intense silence enveloped me as I gulped.

" I said. With the message sent immediate action was required! As I dressed to head off to send my message my mind drifted off to my mate. Uneasiness, was all I felt whenever my mind drifted off to her. I hope wherever she is no one is treating her badly else when I get my hands on them they would regret it. But now I need to focus, I will think of her later. In many times during a fight things tend to go wrong between the mafia groups. And tonight was time like this. “Let’s move out.” I said. “Yes boss.” “I don’t have a good feeling about this.” Daniel my right hand said.

Without any other words to say, Ari uttered, "Elliot, start talking!" Elliot found it difficult at first, but he knew it was time. He then went over to the bedroom couch, where Ari followed him with her gaze. He flopped down on the sofa, heaved out a collective sigh, and decided to start talking. "I'm a mafia boss," he offers. "That seems to be the reality of the situation that I've been keeping hidden from you for so long. My underboss is Kyle, and my capo is Brit. We are part of the state's most prominent, notorious, and well-known mafia organization."

*Lilith POV* Seated on the table are the eight core members of the powerful Mafia family in the country of Italy, known as the Sniper's Gang, the most feared and respected. We have Deigo, the Don and leader of the gang, and his Wife Mario; Capo Gaston and his wife Maya; Capo Trevor and his wife Brabra; and the gay partners, Rocco and Kristen. After the brief introduction, the merriment began at the large table, and before I knew it, the ladies loosen up and began to chit-chat with me, and I did the same.

I finally managed, my words breaking between shallow breaths. “The table is a community of feared leaders in the mafia,” Elias explained against my neck, his lips still grazing my skin as though he couldn’t stop touching me even while talking. “They control not just New York, but far beyond. We are involved in parties, politics, businesses all over the world. But the mafia—that is where we connect with each other.” “Why do you want to sit at the head!?” I asked quickly, my hands gripping him tighter now. Heat was spreading all over my body, lust crawling through me, but I wanted answers.