Small Italian Mafia Tattoos Novels & Stories

…that tattoo…’ Pablo who still held his trembling woman who was calming down now in his arms, suddenly had his eyes enlarging when he saw the tattoo branded against the top right shoulder of Stefano who now had the woman he was with, giving him the black jacket to put on as she watched him sternly. He could recognize that red scorpion with a vertical white rose stalk anywhere. After all, it was a prominent symbol of the Mexican Mafia that he had been vehement on finding any leads that would bring them exposed to him. His gaze drilled into the distinct tattoo and flitted to the small woman with a defiant frown, appearing to be scolding him. Then it struck him like a bullet, he had seen her so

There were a few men smoking around the area while eyeing us suspiciously, Emilia mentioned that they were probably pick pockets or a harmless gang. We completely ignored them and went into the car but not before my eyes catches the tattoo that marked their bodies. It wasn’t Rossi’s but another tattoo that seems familiar to me. “The tattoo that was those men body, do you know what gang they belong to?” I ask on our way back. Leo looked at me through the rear mirror. “Its an old gang in Italy, they were very notorious back in the day.” I nod taking the information in. “The tattoo looked familiar.” I think out loud.

He had his dad's charm and maybe something darker and evil than his dad that no one knew. Lucifer had many guys working under him; if his workers dared to double-cross him, they would pay with their lives. His guys all had to have a tattoo with the MF. Letters. Their tattoo was unique a dagger in a heart and thorns with dripping blood engraving MF. Some chose to wear it on their neck and arms, while others decided to have it tattooed across their chest. Joshua had a different type of tattoo, also mafia but chose to be unique, the same as his dad.

After a while she said. "The man who tried to kill me had a gun and sword tattoo on his left arm.The room was dark but since he was very close to me.I could only make out that much.Something else was written.But I couldn't understand the language.It stated "morte prima di disonore" something like this." "Death before dishonour." I whispered. "These mafia people bear true allegiance to their bosses."I continued. "I wish I could take away all your pain Natalia."I looked straight into her eyes.

Romano's hand flew up to her mouth. "Oh my, w-what is that?" Antonio abruptly stood up and stomped one foot onto the chair. "That's a mark of the mafia. A friend of mine who used to be in the mafia told me only members who've spilled blood earn a scar like that." Spittle flying, he pointed at my nose and cursed, "Enzo Moretti, you'd better come clean—have you done time before? Did you get that scar in a mob fight?" I frowned and pulled my sleeve down to cover the scar.

Don't make me feel jealous again," I looked at him in confusion when he said the next sentence. Did he just compliment me? Seems he did this to lighten the tensed up situation between us. and I must admit this worked. I couldn't take my gaze away from him. Why he is so weirdly cute?! The foreign feelings returning to the pit of my core make me fall for him once again. "What?" He asked me while I noticed the flushness made it's way to his face. Yet his face was blank enough for me not to comprehend what was going on in his mind. The question arose in my mind when I saw the tattoo peeking through the collar of his shirt. "Is having tattoos necessary to be into mafia?" I queried being curious.

My life is already in a meaning less spiral and I don't want anything more to happen. So, I did what I am good at. I acted. I acted as if I am oblivious to what is happening around me. I silently made my way to the check in. They are still following me. From here I couldn't see the tattoos of which mafia it is from. But my only guess is italian mafia. The mafia which is my sworn enemy. Well, not the mafia the leader is. As I silently observed everything, acting like I was on my phone, I could see that there are almost fifteen men here. All similarly built with a fire tattoo on their arms. A symbol of their own mafia. My guess is correct, it is italian mafia.

She walks in followed by a man in his thirties, bald head and a tattoo running down from the side of his face to his neck. I always wanted Tattoos but growing up my father never allowed it, even though we were the head of the Mafia family he was big on us not looking suspicious in any form. “Sir” he walks in intertwining his fingers between each other, his left hand carrying a tattoo that signifies the Silver Mafia cartel, a drawn tattoo of a silver bullet. “You may go, Maria,” I say to the maid, watching him leave closing the door behind her, leaving us in secrecy. “What's the update for the week?” I turn to him trying to tune into work mode but the thoughts of Isabella still taunt me.

Mark said, leaning back on the sofa. "Yes, we are, and we have you to thank for that," I acknowledged. "The information you provided has proven quite useful. The description you gave of the tattoo you saw on Romana's back helped us establish his mafia affiliation." "Romana has a tattoo on his back?" Sonia asked, her eyes widening to the point of popping out. "Yes, he does, babe," Mark confirmed, placing his hand around her shoulder in an attempt to reassure her. "The current challenge we face is that there are several mafia gangs with snake tattoos. So, we'll need your help," I said, looking at Mark.

I beamed, feeling hopeful. “What did you find?” An exhausted Kyle asked. I won't blame him though. Even before I joined in on the search, he had been going over surveillance footage for days. “That tattoo on his arm, it must be a clue.” I responded and Kyle did a screenshot on the zoomed picture before running a scan on it. “You're right. It's a famous logo of a notorious Mafia gang called the Scorpio Clan.” Kyle responded and I furrowed my brows. “Mafia... Why would a Mafia gang be after Alfred?” I asked no one in particular. It could have been Nicole who hired them, but these gang weren't just anyone and so Nicole didn't hold that kind of power.