Undercover Mafia Novels & Stories

“Yeah, whatever… Let’s assume Tom is in a better place where he won’t give us any trouble.” “The most desperate thing for me is that we don’t know where these girls would be hidden or where the transfer will take place. About tomorrow night's party, we have learned that several big mafia names from all over the world will be present. Undercover, of course. All we have to do is get in and start recognizing them so we can follow them closely. Here are the files on a few of these scam bags who will be there for sure.”

I added and didn’t wait for her response as I quickly stands up and went out of that place. Yes, there’s a big possibility that Achilles is a mafia leader, we’ve talked about this before but he never opened up about what their organization exactly does. No matter how I convinced myself that he was not doing anything illegal, my heart was reacting to it. If that video is true, then what’s the difference between him, the C. Organization, and Russo? Was the Coleman Empire Real Estate business just his cover-up for his illegal businesses? It should not be. There were a bunch of drugs victims and those people who were abused because of it, as well as those illegal guns which could be a reason for

’ and with that, he located his next target and with another bang, another most wanted was erased from the list. With the short time of everyone fighting non-stop, the number of the people from the Underworld dwindled down until only a handful of them were the ones remaining standing, and once they had noticed that they were clearly outnumbered, they surrendered with a downfall face. ‘This is such a disgrace. The boss would definitely hunt me for this.’ Thought the one who belongs to the mafia group that deals with human trafficking. All the agents watched as the car carrying Yulia Don Brook and one of their own xsped off and into the inner wall of the community where there is much tighter s

William adjusted his tie and said in a strained tone, “Well I’m afraid that’s not going to be possible, Miss Phillips. Your father was cremated a day after his death. It was one of the express provisions of his will.” “What?” I screamed. “You cremated him without telling me?” I finally felt the tears I’d been fighting to keep at bay start prickling my eyes, waiting to drop. “I’m sorry, Athena. It’s what he wanted.” Uncle Steven said, his eyes still downcast. The rest of the will reading passed in a blur. I couldn’t stop thinking about everything I had heard prior. The more I examined it, turning it over in my mind, the more bizarre it seemed. The medicine. The marriage. None of it made any

"You don't understand how I felt about it,I knew something was wrong so I went back there I just d-dont know how it happened!" Mikhaila said fidgeting, she was trying so hard to not look like she was scared of Alek even though it was obvious she was.There was no sane person that wasn't scared of Alek Nikolai, he was the mafia boss and the CEO of the largest networking company. People had their suspicions about him using the company to cover up the fact that he was into weapons and human trafficking but there was no legal proof, so many police officers have tried their best to catch him but they all failed and the ones that pushed beyond their boundaries ended up dead, Alek was feared that no

Or that he's a wanted criminal and is living undercover. Either ways, it doesn't sound good. If he realises more about you, you could be in danger, or worst, he could hurt mum. She turned abruptly her look back to normal. Nonchalant. "What were we doing again? " She asked. "You were telling me how great a friend I am. " He said and she rolled her eyes. "You wish. We're not friends. Remember, I have a reputation to keep. " She said sitting back on the couch and trying her best to remain calm.

I face-palmed, "You have got to be kidding me." As far as fake ID goes, this was a joke. My name was not changed. The only thing different from my original ID card was the address and Identification number. "Whoever thought this plan would work was brain-dead." I am a famous in the Mafia world, and not just because of my father's name. Going undercover with this was suicide—or maybe that was exactly what I wanted. Let it fail, just to show my father how useless his plans were. I barely flipped through the documents when Conti barged in without knocking, like he owned the place.

He focused harder on the massage, his hands tracing over Lucian’s tense spine, trying to stay in character, the loyal guard, not the undercover cop seeking justice. Lucian’s voice dropped. “Stop.” Alex froze. Lucian stood, buttoning his cuffs again as if nothing had happened. “Get ready for tomorrow,” Lucian said, his tone back to steel. “We won’t be delivering this time. We’ll be receiving— through the black market.” Alex straightened immediately, his eyes sharp. A black market deal. Dangerous, high-stakes, the perfect chance to get closer to the center of Lucian’s operations. Lucian continued, “We’ve secured a spot for tomorrow night. No other mafia lord knows about it. Go rest, it’s going

Nothing more. And yet, I couldn’t ignore the irony. I had never encountered a situation like this—crossing paths with a man I thought I had left behind. That night was supposed to mean nothing. A mistake fueled by exhaustion and alcohol. Now, he was my target. “So, Chief,” I asked quietly. “What’s the final objective here? Like with Senator Josh, when I exposed him to the world—what about Michael Muller?” Chief’s eyes darkened. “If you confirm he is the Mafia Emperor… you have permission to eliminate him.”

“I get it, Mr. Vince. But how do you want me to catch a man like him? I don’t exactly have a direct line to the mafia.” The room fell silent as Mr. Vince leaned forward, his gaze intense. “I didn’t ask you to make a direct line to him, Ethan. I want you to get close in another way. We’ve got intel that he’s currently injured. He needs a doctor to treat him in his home. That’s where you come in.” A frown tugged at my lips. “A doctor? Are you serious? I’m supposed to pretend to be a damn doctor and just waltz into his mansion?”