Under Mafia Protection Novels & Stories

For the first time in his life her was afraid, afraid of her opinion of him, afraid of if she would even like him, just afraid. Present Day. It had been two weeks since I graduated from university and moved back home with my parents and brothers. My father, Romero Ramos, is the leader of the Spanish/American Mafia until my eldest brother, Mateo Ramos, takes over next year. My mother, Maria Ramos, was born into the Mafia just like the rest of my family and lastly my second brother, Sebastian Ramos will be my Mateo's second in command for Mateo when he become leader. The there's me, Sofia, I have been involved in offical mafia business since I was sixteen years old, my job is mostly traning ne

Jackson shouted, clinking his champagne glass with a fork to get the audience attention ​Katerina froze. “ What is he doing now?” She signs in frustration as Xavier step back from her, giving her space ​Jackson turned to Katerina, beckoning her forward. The keen eyes of Don Romano watched from the balcony with narrowed interest. Under the gaze of the entire Mafia elite, Katerina felt trapped. ​"Katerina Romano," Jackson said, his voice trembling with a mix of love and a need to own her immediately in front of Xavier.

he said in a husky voice. Sofia was dumbstruck as she stared at the man who flirted with her. He was tall and muscular, he was dark-skinned, and he had red locks and a tattoo on his neck that I recognized. He is from an American family called the Rocks. The current biggest American family mafia in this century is known for their well-known kidnapping of innocent victims, sex trafficking, murder, and most of all their selling of drugs. I stepped away from them and notified the rest of the team mostly Jevon knowing he's gonna flip. He wouldn't want anything to happen to her and most importantly he seemed to have a huge crush on her.

U just had to keep my mouth shut and i feel like I never had such good luck in life because now I just had to go ahead and get involved with a freaking mafia boss. This was my life. This was just my sad and pathetic sad life and it's only just a matter of time before Marco finally kills me and I knew that to help myself and also stay alive I just had to shut up and keep my mouth shut so that I could live longer. My heart was beating so fast and I didn't even know how I was going tj face him. He didn't catch me unlike last time but yet I felt so scared because he was a freaking mafia boss which meant that he could do literally anything to me and that meant killing me in one go

He'll ruin you, like he did to everyone, he is different from what he shows you, stay away from him! Nadia's grip tightened on the phone, her heart hammering against her chest as many questions flooded her mind. Who had sent the messages? What did they mean by black death, he's evil, he'll ruin her? Her unsettling mind jumped from one scenario to the other, each thought dreadful than the last. Was Jeff serious when he said his boss was a Mafia lord and controlled the underworld activities? Could it be true that he was really evil? She thought, urgently seeking an answer. She had thought that Jeff was trying to scare her or make her wary of Luciano, but now, these messages…

After Arianna said the grace, Signor Rossi carved the roast and we began eating. “Beth, you're quite famous. Those tweets about the mafia. You practically broke the algorithm and gained many followers, eh,” Signor Rossi said and I looked at Ari surprised that she had revealed that much to them. However, I could see that she was just as surprised as I was. Her father chuckled as he saw our expressions. “You think I'm not on Twitter? It's the most unfiltered and biggest news platform right now. I see the amount of death threats you get daily. You'll have to be careful while you're here though, this city is full of the Mafia.”

Not that I care for them at all, but they're technically under my protection until the six months are up. What happened to Ms. Garcia was unfortunate. She was a kind woman who was just doing her job, and I unknowingly put her in danger. I covered her funeral expenses, much like I did for Quincy because that's the least I could do. They were a part of the Garras Doradas de la Ciudad del Pecado (Golden Claws of Sin City), my familia, and they will be avenged. "Your threats don't mean shit to me," Andrei spits in his thick Russian accent, venom dripping from each word. "The second I talk, he'll kill them anyway. At least I know if I keep my mouth shut, they'll be offered protection after I'm go

They saw in us a future where their children could grow without the fear of losing their fathers to the streets, where the mafia was not just a curse but a bastion of protection for those who needed it most. One by one, the old guard came to us, seeking guidance in a world that was rapidly changing. They had seen the power of our love, the way it had transformed not just our hearts, but the very fabric of the Family. And so they laid down their arms, eager to embrace a new way of life—one where loyalty did not demand death but rather, promised life and a legacy that transcended the chaos.

“I will kill that son of a bitch!” “He’s the mafia. You can’t touch him. Neither can the police. I am sure they won’t ever have enough on him to get to him. He’s a monster, Nessa. A real monster!” I cry against her chest. “I can’t leave him.” “Of course you can! I will help you! We will call the police and they can take you into custody right now.”

With one slight adjustment of the hand, it continues, “I, myself, would like to say ruthless killer, but then we all know Vic Stone, you would never have walked out there alive.” And ya, I think I should, but I do not keep quiet, “I am glad to see that we agree on one thing.” “Oh no, I don’t agree. My question is, what was Colton Cruz doing there in the first place? See, this is how things work in this crazy fucked up Mafia business. You do not set your foot on someone else’s turf.” Well, this is where I need to stop it right in the fucking but.