Sit Down Mafia Novels & Stories

I said "He is being treated but you know it is dangerous to being treated in a local hospital" He said leaning back at the couch. "Okay when I have to treat him" I asked him. "Meet our head tommorow at midnight café at 1pm sharp," he said and I nodded. "Thanks for helping my dear," he said and stand up from the couch. "I have to go now," he said and we bid our goodbyes. "Mom let's go to bed," I said and she nodded.

She sank back into her chair with a defeated look on her face. “ Hmm, what about the Mafia man who owns that Lickety Splitz club where you work on Tuesdays?” Sasha asked now attentive Petra. “Maybe you could meet him to lend you the money, I'm sure he would. Twenty thousand dollars isn't that much of a big deal to rich people like that.” “You are the best, Sasha! I knew I could always count on you when I need advice” Petra was squealing with excitement. Sasha was her best friend. They grew up together and had been friends for as long as she could remember, and her advice had never been wrong.

Although Maria De La Cruz did not like the tone of the order, there was no time for silly fights, so she obeys and gives the order, she gets a little nervous, but she will try to hide it. David Del Valle, Pablo Altamirano and his hitman Lautaro Nicolas Romero enter through the main door. Maria De La Cruz, receives them in silence, and orders them to bring the corresponding seats for them. David, looks at her penetratingly, but not with love, but with challenge, perhaps she had gone a little too far with her haughty movements. She does not lower her gaze to her boss, but anyway she keeps it with respect, she does not try to challenge him at all, finally they all sit down and three more gang m

Ohhh boy, he isn't going to let this topic go easily. I groan at constantly being treated like a baby. "You know aiden and roseline are our very close friends. We kinda brought up together. So both Aaron and rosaline is like you and Janice to us. For once I would have considered approving Aaron for you but not after all the heroic sh*t. I am going to tell you something ella and I want you to listen to me with open mind." I don't know why but anxiety starts to arising inside me. "Aaron runs a mafia clan. He's the king of America mafia. The ultimate leader." By each passing word my mind seals automatically. My breathe hitched, brain got jammed and body refuse to move. How many more shocks are

Finally, the bartender left his station, taking a seat next to Chiara. He placed his hand on her thigh, clearly taking advantage of the fact that Chiara was drunk and not in the right state of mind. “So, I’m Gambino. What’s your name?” He asked, flashing her a slight smile. Chiara’s cheeks reddened. If it was back then, she would have pushed his hand off and complimented it with a slap but she was much too intoxicated to care. “Chiara.” She muttered, her eyes locked on his green ones.

Twenty-five is still young, is he on crack? Instead of replying, I roll my head onto the couch and shut my eyes. I can't deal with his crap right now. He's always been like this-forcing me into shit I don't want to do. "Life is short, son, especially if you're in the mafia. You'll need heirs by thirty, at the most." He stops before speaking again, hoping this last sentence would make me want to marry some random girl. "And, it'll be a good alliance."

"Look, I don't like you raising your voice in front of me! " "I am Marco vilante, ruler of the dark world, leader of the great Mafia of the world! You shouldn't dare raise your voice in front of me, sweet lady. "Marco said in a tone that sounded so frightening. Knowing who the man is before him was instantly intimidating Bella's guts, given the man's power is no joke. To rid the earth of a life like darrel was not difficult for him, nor would she for whom alexa said she was above the law.

And a high-backed tactical leather chair placed right in the dead center of the room. This was where the Mafia discussed "business." Soundproof walls. No cameras. Absolute privacy. The moment the heavy door clicked shut, the air in the room instantly grew thick and suffocating. "Sit." I pointed at the tactical chair. Silas walked over stiffly and sat down. His body was wound tight. I stepped up to him. Even seated, I still had to look up to see his face. "You're too tall." I frowned. "It's annoying." Silas swallowed hard. He hesitated for a long time.

That is a ridiculous name indeed. The meeting went on and I was incredibly frustrated as time passed. I now had my legs crossed atop the table and another cigarette in between my fingers. My head was slightly tilted back as I listened to Sabre talk about the mafia. What deals they have managed to secure. Or who they have pissed off. I was more interested in our position and wealth acquired.

Guan family are next. Arsenio did not stop smiling. Even with Anindira. *** One week later. Arsenio and Anindira had just finished their honeymoon. Actually, there are still a few days left. However, Arsenio must immediately attend an important meeting at the All Star Group. This meeting concerns the interests of the latest Mafia The Next Level game. "The investors, would like to know more details about the latest Mafia The Next Level Game, Young Master," Bastian explained, while walking towards the meeting room.