Sit Down Mafia Novels & Stories

For the first time in his life her was afraid, afraid of her opinion of him, afraid of if she would even like him, just afraid. Present Day. It had been two weeks since I graduated from university and moved back home with my parents and brothers. My father, Romero Ramos, is the leader of the Spanish/American Mafia until my eldest brother, Mateo Ramos, takes over next year. My mother, Maria Ramos, was born into the Mafia just like the rest of my family and lastly my second brother, Sebastian Ramos will be my Mateo's second in command for Mateo when he become leader. The there's me, Sofia, I have been involved in offical mafia business since I was sixteen years old, my job is mostly traning ne

Hannah greeted the dining full of men while the eldest son approached his seat and settled himself without any lasting formality, as if he cared for none. Miss.Hannah hesitated to do the same, roaming her eyes around the dining... she knew the seats on the dining had valid meaning and hinted specific positions in the mafia. She had none because she didn't belong to the mafia yet. Also never been invited to any royal dining she seemed to be awkward at first. The head seat belonged to grandfather and the seat on the right belonged to the throne holder, on the left was master Leonardo and beside him sat master Mateo. Those order of seats hinted their power and prestige, their ranks in the mafia

The mafia side built empires on the things those systems couldn't see. By 7:45 I was in the Maybach again, heading to the Bronx warehouse. Marco drove silent. I scrolled messages ,rival moves in Queens, a shipment delay in Jersey, a name I hadn't heard in years Enzo Bianchi surfacing in whispers.I closed the tablet. Some ghosts you didn't chase. You waited for them to come to you.Warehouse district smelled of rust and salt water. Luca waited outside the loading dock, cigarette between his fingers."Boss," he said, falling in step. "Everything's accounted for. No leaks.""Good."Inside crates stacked high, men in black jackets unloading discreetly. I walked the rows, checking seals. One crate h

, Rafael said in frustration and Luca could hear him scramble around, he pulled the gear to drive and tilted into the road and immediately cut the call on a confused Rafael. Few minutes later and he pulled up to the front of the Marco's house and home to the La Corona Nera mafia group. He packed the car and handed the key to one of the valets as he walked into the meeting room, completely ignoring the greetings made by the scared maids. He saw his father and his uncle who also doubled as the consigliere of the group, they were the only ones there.

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.

“You have no idea who the fuck you are talking to right now. I ought to whip you until you bleed for this disobedient and disrespectful outburst.” Her eyes widened and her mouth went dry as it hung open. Not at his threats but rather the vclaim that he made—his words echoing in her mind. The mafia king? As in the leader of the vicious MMM group from Karachi? Never in a million years had Anissa thought that she would be facing the leader of the most powerful mafia in the country. The identity of the leader of the mafia was kept hidden from the public but his malicious and merciless killings and acts were infamous throughout the country. Anissa wasn’t that much of a news person or a socialite

PAST The tension was palpable as four mafia bosses sat facing each other in the hall, seething and trading accusations, their hands poised to grab their guns if necessary. A fragile peace had held sway for seven years, sustained by lucrative business deals and treaties. It was a peace born of a shared desire to spare their children the fear of losing loved ones, a desire spearheaded by Leonardo Moretti, the founder of this uneasy alliance. However, with Moretti's death, the group's cohesion was on the brink of collapse.

The turnout didn't bother me but her support was like a warm blanket wrapped around my chest. The dimly lit hall was lined with black vinyl flooring and gold lighting, the silence heavier than noise itself. Across the randomly arranged soft couches and glass tables, sat some members of my mafia group, Charlie and James inclusive. They were engrossed in a heated conversation that they almost didn't notice our presence. On sighting us, everyone stood to their feet and offered a little bow. Walking past them, I took my designated seat with Serafina besides me as a morale support I thought I didn't need.

“After what Noah did to Stan? You think you can just protect that freak and act like nothing important happened at all?” I shoved his hands off me violently, my eyes instantly flashing red with warning, Moses mentally clawing to break free and attack him. “Your mate actively tried to kill mine!” I growled, stepping even closer, my voice rising sharply with rage. “Stan and Eric ambushed Noah in the basement of your house. You wanna calmly talk about what happened? Why don’t you start by explaining why your mate was working with a rogue wolf to murder mine?”

“I am begging you. Don’t tell him. I am really trying to avoid a conflict because if you tell him it was Luca, there will be a fight and many lives will be lost in the process. They are both Dons so it will be their men who will die in the process. I am sure you don’t want people to die because of you, right?” She got me there. I might not fuck with Luca and his men but I don’t want to be the reason for loss of lives. “Can’t I report what happened to the police? The law can punish him without other people dying.” She started laughing at my words even though I didn’t say anything funny. “What’s funny?” I had to ask when she didn’t stop laughing. “You must not know how the mafia world works. I