The Mafia's Obsession Series 1 Novels & Stories

“You have to promise you won't tell anyone, Mia.” She squeezed my hand even harder as she stared into my eyes. “You know me very well, Nyssa. I don't need to prove myself to you. If you think it's dangerous, then you can decide not to tell me. I'm just happy to see that you're alive and well, that's all.” Her honesty did the trick. “Adrian Giovanni, Roman's rival and the Mafia lord of the Giovanni family, asked me to work for him. I accepted.” Mia stared at me, her mouth open, the dumbfoundment all over her facial expression.

I gave her a hard stare before leaving the room. It was time to deal with the incompetence of my men. I expected the Martin's to try something funny and I prepared for it—thought I did. How could they have been so foolish? Suddenly, a call came in. It was from Santos, the man in charge of the the dark flood (Alluvione Oscura) mafia's businesses at the Bronx. "Boss, I have news." "Spill." "The deal with the Moreli's have been sealed. A good thing for us, especially now."

He was sitting on the couch, as if waiting for her to wake up. Eva recalls last night how this man brutally murdered a man, and hatred has filled her heart. Eva looks into his eyes. “So it was true that you are associated with the mafia; then why didn't you agree when I asked the question?” Rafael laughs “You asked the wrong question, baby girl.” Rafael gets up and walks slowly towards her, and Eva tries hard to free herself. “No need to lie. I saw your cruelty last night.” “When did I say that I am not related to the mafia, but I am not only related to the mafia, but I am a MAFIA KING myself, baby girl?”

Dear Readers, thank you all for reading so far. This is the first part in the Mafia Obsession Series where everything began between Elena and Dimitri Castello. I really hope y'all enjoy it. Please don't forget to leave me a comment, I'm curious to know what y'all think about the book so far since it's my first attempt at Mafia dark romance. ***** Warning! Matured Content!!! “You're making a deal with the devil Elena,” The deep timbre of his voice was thick with warning.

Thankfully, the men were decent as not to touch me. “We came down here for breakfast. Therefore, I do suggest we get something to eat because there are a few things that I want to ask considering the men who I would be meeting with” I said trying to change the subject. Truth be told, I didn’t even know how I was going to speak to a bunch of mafia men about becoming a cop. The two or three cops that I would be working with were also associated with the mafia, and that fact itself wasn’t assuring as I didn’t know how dirty or low this game went. Whether or not they were loyal to what they did or if they were truly with the cops. I didn’t know what to and what not to trust, and something just t

Tony said simply. “What like the Mafia?” Said Grace shocked. “The Mafia is the Italian version, you already met Xan who is the Chinese Gang Syndicate leader and you already met the European one as well!" Tony said carefully. “Xan, that arsehole I just stared down?” Grace said and Tony nodded. "Who is the European one?” She asked quickly. Tony sighed and said “Kurt Blackwood!” There was a silence as the blood drained out of Grace’s face. She felt like someone had ripped her heart out and kicked her in the stomach at the same time.

Romanian Mafia; the fuckers were linked directly to Alberto Moretti when he was still Underboss. A collective gasp rippled through the room, and the tension instantly multiplied. The news was shocking, but since I have their attention now, I might as well continue. “My father mentioned that someone has been skimming profits from our joint operations, playing us all for fools,” I continued. “But since he could never obtain the evidence of this, I decided to put a plan into place. Last night it yielded results and I am prepared to retaliate.” Allesandro, a burly man with a thick Brooklyn accent, spoke up. “Giovanni, how do we know they're to blame? What evidence do you have?”

But I pushed those doubts aside, knowing that I had to be strong, for myself and for my grieving mother. I thought about the long hours, the endless meetings with other mafia bosses, basically my father's underlings who thought they could manipulate me or over throw me because i was young, i had to show them the only thing young about me was my age, my father trained me without rest or showing emotions and i was more than ready to show them that i had Antonio Scallise's blood pumping through my veins. I made lots of tough decisions, I killed, imprisoned, bribed, framed ... name the crime, i have done it and I am still into it. I thought about the extortion, the bribery, and the violence that

“Wait here.” He disappeared into the apartment. I stood frozen in the hallway, my whole body trembling, tears streaming down my face. Part of me wanted to run, to get away from this nightmare. But I couldn’t move. Sebastian emerged moments later, dressed in jeans and a jacket, his keys in his hand. He locked the door without looking at me. “Sebastian—” “Stop.” He finally turned to face me fully. “Stop saying my name. Stop pretending you’re the victim here. You did this to yourself, Isabella. You destroyed us. You destroyed everything. And now you have to live with that.”

Vasili joked. Serene narrowed her gaze and glanced at Dante with curiosity. He looked relaxed, nothing like a man who was targeted by the most powerful mafia bosses in the world. "Dante? What did you do?" she asked with confusion. "He made sure that there is no panel to target us anymore. The panel and its members are neck deep in shit. Its impossible for those oldies to get out of that shit before they die. Who knows, they might die because of their 'issues'" Wesley shared with mirth.