Vongola Novels & Stories

She sits back down on the couch and gives us a small wave of goodbye, I open the door but as I open it, I saw a tall figure dressed in all black and a visible snake tattoo trailing up his neck the fucker that works for Alessandro's dad. Before Alessandro could pull out his gun, the fucker pulls out his own and a sudden sharp pain flows throughout my body before darkness clouds my eyes. shittttt.......... (Just to refresh your memory snake tattoo guy is the one who carried Cassandra to that torture room when she was kidnapped by Isabella)

The other four companies are illegal companies trading in illegal goods and services. Vittorio Russo is the CEO and Capo of Vittorio's CyberTech Solutions, which is a façade for the Rinaldi family's cybercrime activities. Giovanni "Gio" Romano, is the face of the Rinaldi family's legitimate enterprise, Romano Pharmaceuticals, which in turn they use as a front to sell illegal drugs. Isabella "Bella" Marino is the CEO and Capo of the escort service, which is used as the best cover for their blackmail operations.

Vinca had turned up at the Ball, her husband was blatantly showing his lingering feelings for his ex-fiancée and she still had no idea who the Mafia boss was. Luck was not on her side. Leo was already smelling fire. The lce King was not going to let some skunk outbid him, especially seeing that he was bidding for Vinca. Frost raised the bid to 50 million just to show Damont who's boss, but Damont raised it to 60 million, causing Ana's nails to dig into his thigh. They were not in a position to lose that kind of money over a stupid bid. Frost had a crooked smile. "Does this fool know that I have no limit to finances?"

Salvatore. I pushed the thought away immediately, he’s bounded by Omertà. He has been with me for years, through blood, through Diego. He wouldn’t, it can’t be one of the men. Salvatore Bianchi, Mikhail Reznikov, Kaia Morelo and Veleno Caruso were sworn to Omertà, they have already earned their place in blood. My phone buzzed suddenly, it was an unknown number. Private and untraceable. The room went silent, I answered without hesitation.

I know we all want to know what happened next on Lidia and Bruno’s part but why don’t you grab a box of popcorn and let journey together into the mafia world part. Thank you for reading, you all mean a lot to me. And let me quickly remind us of their names again: Bruno the ice king Lorenzo the tall man Matador the blacksmith Alarico the balancer accountant Gennado the old wolf Salvatore the ghost money laundering Gravino the cleaner

Manhattan was bleeding. Vincenzo Moretti, in a fit of senile megalomania and spite, hadn't just invited the Russians in—he had opened the gates and handed them the keys. The Vory v Zakone, led by a cold-blooded butcher named Viktor Drago, had already seized three Moretti distribution hubs in Queens and turned a neutral social club in Little Italy into a charnel house.

I said. She told me. Three years ago, Luca Wolfe had been at the centre of an internal conflict within the Vitale organisation. A man named Caruso, a senior figure, had been skimming from the family's accounts for two years, diverting funds in amounts small enough to stay beneath the usual threshold of detection. Someone inside the organisation had found out. The information had been brought to Luca, who had been, at that point, one of Don Adriano's most trusted people, the one with the specific combination of intelligence and discretion that made him the right person for problems that needed to be handled without becoming public.

Instead, I slowly curled my fist flat against my thigh, my eyes darkening as I locked gazes with him. “You will speak about my wife with respect, Capo,” I said, my voice dropping into a deadly, freezing register. I took a slow breath, letting out a cool, empty smile as if the blood inside my veins wasn't boiling. “But it seems you have already done your research. I think you know everything there is to know.” Vittorio’s eyes turned into slits. “We cannot afford vulnerabilities, Lucien. And a girl from nowhere exactly that. A weakness.”

Elena's POV Dante Romano's gaze faltered slightly as he looked at the die on my desk. He recognized it immediately, having personally ordered its creation years ago. He had placed a weighted core in it, meticulously engineered to ensure that regardless of how it was thrown, it would always land on the exact same side—one. He raised his hand to rub his temples, letting out an exasperated sigh. "Please quit playing around, Elena. You ought to know how troublesome this case is. If the Romano Famiglia loses its business in Vallenzia, the entire Famiglia's foundation will be shaken.

Kira Quezada faked her own death to escape a family legacy that wanted to sell her off like a signature on a contract. Three years later, disguised as a cleaner, she's finally safe, until her new boss looks at her twice and realizes exactly who she is. Luciano Rodriguez doesn't expose her. He makes her an offer instead: marry him, save his dying grandmother's peace of mind, and help him bait the uncle circling his empire like a wolf. It's supposed to be a contract. Nothing more. But the man she was promised to as a girl and the man hunting Luciano's throne are the same person, and he's not done with either of them. As old secrets surface and new ones are made in the dark, Kira has to decide