Under Mafia Protection Novels & Stories

Crossing her legs, Alessia spoke to her boss, "Why do you need me here? I was under the impression that we were rivals now after you know my real identity." "Oh, you didn't know? As the number one mafia in the country I don't make enemies that easily Alessia, like a strong women like you who protect me from many craps. How I can even think about it", Damon said but he chuck when Alessia gave him the infamous "don't-fuck-with-me" smile.

he muttered before hanging up. Finally, she will be here under one hour, then I will be the one who would be ruling her world. I felt pity for what his father did to me. She is the daughter of a mafia! Those heartless mafia who goes against negativity and the Sicilian culture have always followed the righteousness. Our crimes are on purpose we don't murder people for our profits but for the world's protection. "Drive me to the airport, I want to see my rival's daughter," I said to the driver.

Ksenia left the rest of her question unasked. Momma shook her head. "Not if we find out about it. You are currently under my family's protection. That goes for Eden as well." She looked at my woman. "Those under my protection do not suffer abuse. Ever." Momma's dark eyes lit from within. "We might be mafia, but we are not animals." She shook her head again. "No. If anyone in my family hurts you or leaves marks on your flesh, you come see me." She narrowed her eyes. "But do not think being a tattle tale will end well either."

Third Person Pov: Thomas Allen is one of the most ruthless leaders in the mafia gang Hayden Wren heads. Its known as 'Python'. Recently, there's been a fued between the two, hence; Thomas moved to Dubai. The members of the gang thought things would dissolve over time... but it didn't. Communication seized between the two for the past two years. Now, Thomas is back to set things right.

“You can say it.” “Yes, that,” A chill went through my spine. “And what does it stand for again?” I had never heard of them before. “Mafia Intelligence and Security Agency, it’s quite the name, isn’t it?” “Yes,” I swallowed my throat. The reality of the situation was starting to sink in, and it wasn’t looking good. From all the organizations it could’ve been, it had to be one specifically built to, what I assume, take down the Mafia. "I came to visit because I want to know what I’m getting into," I lied, giving her the saddest look I possibly could. I could see Jessica’s hesitation kicking in.

I said "Arora" dad said "You're going to quit and stop seeing him," Felix said "Are you fucking serious right now?" I asked him "I won't let you get hurt again," Dad said "You say that but yet if you do this you'd not only hurt me you'll hurt my daughter," I said "We're trying to protect you he's in the fucking mafia. The strongest mafia!" Dad said "My fucking soul. You're in the mafia! You actually thought I'm an idiot? You are the Don of the Italian mafia Dad. They keep hunting us because you are the head. Mom died because of this stupid mafia!" I yelled

He only has a soft spot for his super hot girlfriend. "So he feels like if he hurts you, it's gonna break me and I'll give him my club. It's actually his way of revenge cause I whooped his ass hard. He's such a looser. But don't you worry, he's gonna pay for threatening me. You're safe Avatia. Always know that. You're under Mafia protection." I held back a gasp. Did he just say mafia protection again? He said it yesterday but I really didn't dwell on it. "Yes. Mafia protection."

The mafia was a dangerous world, and I didn't know who to trust. The safest option seemed to be seeking help from someone outside of this world, someone with no ties to the DeLuca mafia. I could reach out to a witness protection program or something similar, asking to be kept safe in exchange for information about the DeLuca mafia's activities. It was a difficult decision, but I was willing to do anything to protect my child.

“Just get this over with so I can go home.” “Indeed.” His expression sharpened. “What do you know of the mafia, Mia?” “As little as possible.” When she had first realized exactly what her father did, Mia had made a deliberate choice to avoid it at all costs. Her stepmother had helped shield her the best she could, and she had remained mostly ignorant toward the evil her father committed. “There are varying groups who oversee criminal activity in our fair city, but the three most powerful are the Irish, Italians, and Russians.” He

I nodded to Diego and he took out some more crisp one hundred dollar bills and was about to give to hand them to Gus when he put his hand up to in refusal, " No, no. I don't want money from you. I want you to promise our protection. This man is from the mafia. He will kill us if he finds out." So he's mafia. Interesting. It made sense. Whoever had taken Katarina knew of the inner workings of our establishment. They knew the premises of the main house, knew where each camera was and how to remain incognito. This person also knew about the debt of Chase Tomas, knew intimate details of our dealings. In order for that, they had to be mafia, which is what my father had mentioned at our last meeti