The Mafias Angel Novels & Stories

Santino mocks them. Then, he trails towards Amber and says, “Well, I guess you got what you wanted, the big bad mafia man on his knees for you.” She makes eye contact with Alessandro, and she shoots a glance at the gun strapped to her thigh, which is hidden from the view of the rest of the people in the hall. Alessandro smirks at her. “Any last words?” Santino asks as he walks up to Alessandro. He whispers, “Non ti bacerò mai i piedi.”

I stepped inside without wasting time and took my seat. He was sitting far away from me, smoking his cigarette.I didn't dare to look up. There was pin drop silence inside the car. My head was spinning by the thought of what will they do to me. Will they keep me as a maid ? Or they'll beat me up or even worse. I have seen in some of the movies, how the nasty mans treat a girl. Watching these people almost killing my dad made a sense to why my mom and dad were so afraid of them and specially Dean. He looks like a young businessman by looks but what I saw earlier made me think he is a mafia and my conclusion can't be wrong as no one would simply have a army of men of their own with guns. At tha

All the other girls too bowed before him and folded their hands. The handsome devil who was an angel a few days ago stood from his couch and started walking away from Hazel Walker. The highly successful, independent girls were pleading with a mafia boss to save their best friend, Renata Zyanya. Michelangelo was well aware of who she was asking to save, but from what, from whom he had no idea, and he was not interested. The moment he heard about Renata’s betrayal, he hated her from the core of his heart.

A true fallen angel is not afraid of darkness, but appreciates it, adores it, and enjoys it. In the same way that in Colombia they prepared an exclusive party, where there were guests of all kinds, exotic, eccentric, etc.. The important thing was that they had money and that they collaborated with the illicit association that Maria De La Cruz was trying to lead, and that was also growing and leaving in its wake the personalized Mexican brand. That party was very difficult for her, since there were faces, images that had done her wrong at some point, that were not friends at all, but she knew that world had to be extremely cold, and that was how little by little she was becoming a successful

"There are mafias in the world that subjugate women in the worst possible way, you are lucky to have him and you must appreciate the freedom you have.# “I know that, as he said, women are only born to suffer. Mafia wives serve only two purposes, serving her husband in bed and carrying a brat, preferably a boy, a woman within the mafia is not born to command." I'm very lucky to have an understanding father who doesn't care about other people's opinions and to be born in this town. Southward Angel will be led by a woman, something that has never happened before. Cosmo incorporates the same defensive posture and lunges at me, I do a good job of dodging his fist towards my shoulder in time, a pu

I watched his car disappear into the distance. Sitting on the plush sofa in the comfort of my home, I turned on the television and tuned into the "M Affair" news channel. It was a well-known fact that the channel was sponsored by the mafia, providing a glimpse into the underworld and its operations. Tonight's headline caught my attention: "Angel of Death Strikes at Felixco Bar." As I watched the news report unfold, I realized that the assassin who had attempted to kill me and Camelia earlier that day was known by the chilling moniker "Angel of Death."

Chapter 2 Angelo; In my world, traitors and snitches are a deadly sin. Unforgivable except through death. I am Angelo Fabian. The number one ruthless Mafia Don in the whole fucking casino. And everyone, I mean, every single fucking individual knows not to mess with me. Standing in front of the three dimwits kneeling before me, rage surged in me as I corked the gun. "Now, are you willing to tell me why the hell none of you bastards have captured that traitor? Do I have to rip your tongue off before I get a goddamn explanation?"

Normally,it takes minutes for the Mafia king to find someone but…it was different with the lady. For a moment,he thought that maybe she was a ghost… It took them three damn weeks to find! “Who is she?And where is she?Do you have her residential address?Have you brought her along?”He asked countless questions in one go. The Mafia king has never been this curious his entire life but it was different this time… Diego was quiet for a while,”Spill it out, Diego!”He almost jumped. “She's called Angelina Fernandez.She is the daughter of Damien Fernandez and the ex-wife to Lucas Ford.”The masked man was speechless when he heard Diego's words.

“This is from the docks. From the shipment warehouses.” “Exactly, and that is an abandoned one, but a known group is using that.” She points at the little flag at the front of the warehouse, an image of black wings. “The Angeles del Infierno, or Angels from Hell, a known mafia here in the city. I don’t know what business they run, and what they do exactly. There’s not much information out there about them, and that is a bad sign for us.” My heart beats fast in my chest. “So you think Rafael is associated with these guys?”

Then he paused and added, “Since you asked about me, Well, I am Marco Moreno, popularly known as Marc.” What?! Julia shouted in her mind. The man before her was a well known upcoming mafia leader. She had heard about his activities in the United States, and now, he was back in Italy! “Today I appear to be in a good mood,” Marco announced as he stood up. “In order to keep me in this mood,” he turned to Martin, “you know what I need.” Martin gave him a look before directing it to Julia, who was still sitting and staring at them.