Under Mafia Protection Novels & Stories

“We have client-lawyer confidentiality. You know the truth now. I told you that there was more to worry about than my infidelity.” “Oh god,” Ema said, sounding surprised. “A mafia boss? Can it get any worse?” “At this point, I wouldn’t be surprised if it does somehow get worse,” I replied. I swallowed. My mind raced. I knew how the mafia worked, at least to a certain extent. I knew, at the very least, that it was dangerous to go against them. That was why Mr. Henderson was so insistent on me taking Logan on as a client. He was afraid.

Christian One thing the mafia prioritizes is family. Family comes first, family over any and everything. If you want to protect someone, make them family. It’s just the way of our world, which is why even with all my achievements, some members of the family cast me side glances with disapproving shakes of their head, simply because I killed a man who should’ve died a long time ago. However, because of that, I had to pay proper attention to the family members that I didn’t put a bullet in.

“And I protect what’s mine.” The mafia world was brutal, but in Luca’s bed—and in his arms—Elena had never felt more alive.

Their proud hearts cannot bring themselves to stop the crowd while their beloved map arena is defiled by a lying pup like Amara. Amara’s very public downfall serves as a thunderous message to the whole mafia world: no wolf can claw their way to the top seat using dirty lies and walk away without scars. When the heavy chaos broke out, Haley immediately dispatched the Mensah Clan bodyguards to protect the boy, but the hall is far too packed and wild. The big bodyguards cannot push their shoulders through the wall of angry warriors. They have absolutely no choice but to watch him take the full brunt of the pack's fury.

"You are definitely my mafia rescuer." I didn't know about that 'mafia rescuer' title, but all I knew was, that I would protect her with everything I had. I felt something different when I was with this talkative girl, and I wanted to give it all a chance. Just one try. I would let myself fall.

Vivian asked, concern filling her eyes. Harley nodded, still catching her breath. "Thanks to you. You always have my back." Harley said, Vivian smiled warmly, gently touching Harley's cheek. "That's what family does, Harley. We look out for each other, no matter what." Vivian said, And in that moment, as the world around them continued to crumble, Harley found solace in the twisted bonds of loyalty and protection that she had forged within the mafia's world. No, she didn't like what she was doing, but for now, she knew she had to keep pushing forward , for her own survival,

"Take these bodies out... And clean the blood, nothing happened here" He ordered his men. "It won't happen again" He promised Rafael. He was sweating. Rafael looked at me with an amused look. "Do you want to say something, Angel?" He mocked. "Your protectors are here just the way you wanted" I looked at Ken hopelessly. "Why?" It was my only question and Ken understood that. "I could have helped you if he wasn't Rafael Delgado, I can't protect you from the Mafia king himself. I am sorry!"

They both looked malnourished and almost dead. " Why are you here again, you monster?" Marhoni asked weakly, over the past few weeks he had come to know exactly the kind of man Nahil was. He was more dangerous than they could ever Imagine, he deceived all of them by claiming to be just a mafia Lord but he was more dangerous than that. He was the head of the Mathux, a group that is dreaded in the whole of America because of its ruthlessness and they are involved in all activities and never let anyone get away from them. Massimo and Marhoni had crossed his bottom line and they would pay for it. " You don't seem happy to see me Marhoni," he said mockingly, sitting in front of them.

I cleared my throat and tried to concentrate on my program in front of me. "Are you drug dealers?" Lucy crossed her arms, leaning back in her chair, scrutinizing me in a way I didn't like. "Nope." I simply answered. "I really need to wake the fuck up." She shook her head, disgust clear in her tone. "I don't deal in old mafia ways. Our code is a way of life to protect our families and nothing more. It doesn't dictate how or where we get our power from." My tone matched hers now. Great, now I was getting pissed.

When the red haze of fury finally cleared, I found myself standing over Helena's prone form, my hands sticky with blood. The warehouse had fallen silent, the fight over. But the real battle, I realized as I turned to face Aliyah's shocked gaze, was just beginning. Aliyah Sundane The world had tilted on its axis, everything I thought I knew crumbling around me. Alessandro, my Alessandro, was standing before me, his hands dripping with blood, his eyes wild with a fury I'd never seen before. Mafia. The word echoed in my mind, alongside the images from the folder Helena had shown me. Newspaper clippings of gang violence, photos of Alessandro with known criminals, documents detailing illegal oper