Under Mafia Protection Novels & Stories

I’m a genius, I chuckle. I needed to look at new avenues for shipping the drugs abroad, and this just seemed perfect; running a Mafia is not all about violence. Although we do still offer protection for money but, the word in town is that there is a new mafia group developing quickly, looking at taking over the protection business…..Yes, it's a little worrying, but I've been around the block a few times, and I’m not about to pass over the powers to these new punks. Hell no. There's life in the old dog yet!

His eyes become serious once more. “The punishment for stealing and betrayal in the mafia is torture and death, not only for the guilty one, but for his entire family as well. And your father was guilty of both offences. If news had mistakenly gotten out that he had stolen from the mafia, perhaps you and your sister might’ve been given out as sex slaves to pay off his debt. Who knows?” I nod stiffly. “So you protected us.” “I did the best I could.” A thought occurs to me. “Where were you when I spent five years on the streets of New York, Mason? You claim that you cared so much for me… then where were you when I was going through so much suffering and abuse?”

“Who the fuck are you exactly?” I extracted my wrist and clasped both hands loosely in front of me. The smile I had given her in the rain-soaked bar was nowhere on my face. “I’m here to do my job, Ms. De Luca,” I replied in an icy tone. “You cannot take this job.” She jabbed a finger into my chest. “Tell my brother and father that you are not available. You cannot be my bodyguard. Do you hear me? I will not have this. I hate this entire idea already. I will be damned if I let a man who knows what I taste and feel like be my bodyguard.”

“You touch him ever again, and I’ll personally rip your throat out of your body. That is my final, sacred promise to you, rogue.” One of Eric’s guards nervously stepped closer, his voice low and pleading. “You’re making a huge mistake now, Alpha,” he said. “You truly can’t protect that dangerous Vengas forever from everyone. The pack, your own brother—they’re all ruthlessly coming for him soon.” “Let them all try to come for him,” I said, my eyes blazing with fierce protectiveness. “Noah’s mine and only mine. Anyone who comes for him will personally answer directly to me now.”

She said and I felt insulted immediately. Is she indirectly saying that I might be lying? “Actually, ma'am! I'm talking about protection!” I said and I noticed how her brows knitted, she was obviously getting interested. “Protection? How?” She asked and I smiled. “I'm actually the leaded of a Mafia clan, the Mischiefs!” I said and I didn't fail to notice the surprise in her eyes at well. “The mischiefs?” She asked and I nodded. “We are mostly calm, mostly! And what we do best is provide protection for other clans in return for something!” I explained and She nodded.

I said lowly and she yelled out immediately. “What?? Stalked?? By who????” I squeezed my face immediately at her facial expression, “what the hell? Krystal!” I exclaimed and rolled my eyes as I turned my attention back to the road. “This is not a child’s play Madison; how can you be this cool if you think we are being stalked? Should I report this to the police? God, I love my dear life” she said “Who doesn’t?” I scoffed “You can’t report a mafia to police, I mean…forget they could be police, they can be killed and forgotten.” I replied with a shrug.

I tell him the whole, terrifying truth about the loan sharks who corners us on the street, the real reason the 'thug' shoved him to the pavement that day. “He shoved you because you were protecting me from Anthony Scarfo's mafia enforcers,” I cry softly, burying my face in my hands. “I am so, so incredibly sorry for putting you in danger, Evan. Cade had his men wipe the debt to save my family, but I dragged you into a mafia war, and I will never forgive myself.”

Lorenzo said. "She is dangerous. They hacked into our systems," Paul said. "What! If they manage to hack into your system and you are one of the best, that means they can hack any mafia system," Lorenzo said. "She has. I know she has," I told them. "How?" James asked. "If their system knows which tattoo belongs to which mafia, which cars, the leaders, their wives, and children, you think that they haven't?" I asked, and they all kept quiet. "We need them on our side as soon as possible. Maybe she can help us defeat Elijah," James said.

"Tell him you'll fix it on your part, make something up. I'm trying to take care of you, that one or the other boot lickers is trying to overtake you." "I don't want you to take care of me! And that's the most twisted definition I've ever heard of caring for someone!" "Well, it's about time you realized I'm a little twisted. Mina, you're just getting to know what this whole world is about. If you let me, I can show you everything, as long as you go carefully and follow my every precaution." Your world. The business one. The mafia. The money guys. Politics. The power one.

Sharon asked, seeing how Tara suddenly paused. “I heard Sir Mathew run away from home the second time, and he went to join a mafia gang.” “So? What came after that?” Sharon asked. “But to join the deadly gang, his first task was to kill his sister,” Tara revealed.