The Don Mafia Novels & Stories

All his life he'd worked hard for it and now he had a stable stand as the don of one of the world's most famous Russian Mafia. Gianna Moira Donovan is unlucky when it comes to love. She vows to never throw herself into the said pond of heartbreak after severe fallout with her childhood sweetheart. But a clash between a Mafia don and a Donovan in unfavorable conditions spirals despise and loss of hope to something else. Something agreeable? Something horrible?

Missa's words made me feel weak, but I was determined to exact revenge on Joe Bruno no matter what, even if it meant working with Bobby Winfold, the man I detested the most. Don Winfold was the father of Bobby Winfold; While it was unclear at the time which of the two Dons was the head of the mafia. Considering that they held the greatest sway over Columbia overall. With their enterprises dispersed over the globe and their continued sponsorship of philanthropic activities, nobody outside of their inner circle would ever think they were dangerous. While in disguise, initiated young promising teenagers into their businesses.

We do take other contracts as well, but when that contract is about another Don or Donna, that takes precedence over everything else. I’m not ashamed to say that I have killed a few Dons in my time with the Mother’s Revenge, but they were investigated prior to them being killed and their families exiled. The one law the mafia has is that human and sex trafficking is a no go. The rest is fair game.

Old age was evident on him. We entered the church, and all eyes turned to me. The bride. The soon-to-be wife of Don Adri, the son of Dante one of the most dangerous men in the Italian Mafia, so feared not even the police liked to interfere. So popular, he had loyal men in and out of Italy and, after his death, all that was his became Adriano's.

“I’m asking for real. I want to know what I'm getting into, I know you're a Don and all that shit, but what do you really do?” His face became serious and he caught me in his gaze. “I owe you some kind of explanation. You’re right. I will tell you as much as you need to know.” He took a pause. “After my parents died, I was chosen as the next head of the family by the mafia elders, it was my birth right actually. That’s why people call me don. I own several companies, clubs, restaurants, and hotels—we’re just like a regular corporation. I’m the head. But all that is just a part of a bigger picture. If you need a list, you’ll get it, though I believe that the less you know, the better.” He kep

Since I have become his human diary, I know everything that there is to know about Arrigo. Leonardo has enjoyed the success and benefits that have come with being the first cousin of the Leonardo Mafia don. The Leonardo Mafia is the most notorious mafia in the whole of Italy and the world. They run the biggest drug trade operation, weapon trade and sex ring. They are what we have been taught to believe about mafia’s: ruthless. They bribe world leaders with millions in cash and kill spies who dare get too close.

“You don’t want the answer.” “Don’t tell me what I want.” I poured her a glass of water and set it on the desk between us. “The Mafia isn’t a charity, Lucia. It’s a war zone dressed up in Italian suits. Women die here just like men do. Sometimes faster.” “So they were all just… collateral?” I looked her dead in the eye. “Yes.” Her lips parted, disbelief written all over her face.

I was practically smiling into nothing, he must have noticed because he furrowed his brow. “What's funny ?.” I wavedy hands in a dismissive way, “oh don't worry it's nothing serious.” He shook his head, “ No I want to know what's making you smile like you've won a lottery.” That statement made my smile to grow more, “ You know I kind of thought that, Mafia Don’s always looked scary and all that.” He breathed out a laugh like what I said was amusing, “ Why do you think ?” “No it's just, People out there said you eat human flesh and you could burn someone alive while laughing like it's a game to you.”

They were worlds apart. I hesitated but nodded. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught Felix eyeing Daniel, a silent warning. Whether Daniel noticed it or not, he didn't show it. He leaned in, his platinum blonde hair falling across his face. For a moment, I found myself captivated by his beauty, almost forgetting I was speaking to a man. But his next words snapped me back to reality. “Alexander is a mafia don. A very dangerous one who kills without remorse. Drug trafficking, money laundering, murder, assassinations, arms smuggling, bribery, corruption—anything evil you can think of, you can link it to him. Alexander is a devil from hell, I tell you!”

“I don’t understand. Why me? I don’t even know him!” The man’s lips twitched into something that might have been a smirk. “Mr. De Luca rarely needs to explain himself. Consider this an opportunity to solve all your problems.” I glanced back at the contract with a racing heart, barely able to focus on the words. There were so many terms and conditions, and one page in particular caught my attention—a non-disclosure agreement. “What’s this?” I asked, pointing to it. “That’s the NDA,” the man explained. “Working for Mateo means entering a very private world. He’s the heir to the William family—the oldest and most powerful mafia family in Sicily. Everything that happens around him is confidentia