Vongola Primo Novels & Stories

“Get me the burner line. I’m making the call.” Valentino looked up. “What call?” “The one that burns everything down.” The screen lit up. “This is Vittorio De Luca. I’m going under. Prep the black list. I want my weapons. My masks. My monsters.” Valentino grinned. And the line went dead.

It looked like he didn’t care but I knew he was just as upset. Dino told me that the Capo suddenly came to Primo’s office and told him about the Bratva’s movements. He was the one who suggested that they intercept the Bratva’s route and ambush them. Primo didn’t like the idea but their father was adamant. He gave the orders and they followed him to the ambush point. Little did they know that the Bratva already knew of their plan and before they could ambush the enemy, they were caught off guard. Bullets rained from different directions. Primo, Niccolo and the rest managed to escape unharmed but the Capo wasn’t so lucky. Primo and the others managed to take him back to the house to get treate

“she is good for business.” Antonio rolled his eyes heavenward in annoyance. Of course, this was the plan all along, he thought bitterly. Lorenzo whitehead was the Prime minister of Italy, and would be the perfect pawn in his father’s game of power. And him marrying Lorenzo’s daughter, would secure a strategic alliance for the family, further solidifying his father’s grip on power. “I’m not doing this father. Marry her to Viktor or one of the boys.” Antonio blurted, his mouth moving faster than his brain.

I lost myself. When I crawled out of that dark hole, it was thanks to hatred and the thirst for vengeance. I discovered that Mauricio Rossetti had eliminated all loose ends—no witness but him. How did I know? Simple. Only Mauricio had a motive; only he had the power, besides being stupid enough to attack a Di Sante. The damned feud had claimed its last Di Sante victim. The next strike will be the decisive one.

CASSANDRA POV "Mom, please don't make me go," I whined, slowly getting up from my bed. Unfortunately, today was the day of my engagement which I was not looking forward to, considering I'm engaged to the one and only Alessandro Russo. Alessandro and I met a couple of years back and from what I saw, he was extremely ruthless and quite insane. However, since my father passed away, I had to get married to secure a male leader for our mafia - a worthy successor.

“Conrad Vittori was the godfather of the Italian Mafia, my grandfather. He was killed and my father, Dominic, was supposed to take over from him. His uncle, Rocco, stole the godfather seat from my father and an all-out war broke out. The Vittori family made two strategic alliances through marriage. My aunt, Hunter, married Lev Volkov, leader of the Russian Mafia, and my other aunt, Inara, married Agron Makolli, leader of the Albanian Mafia. My uncle, Gage, married Lev’s cousin, Anya, Arya’s parents. The Volkov’s were a crucial alliance. They controlled the harbor, which meant control of all imports and exports and a lucrative gun trade. The Albanians controlled the drug trade, which were now

he asked. I shook my head and looked around the hall. With a low groan, Bella said, “Well, she’s probably back in her room. She saw him.” She pointed at the tall man standing in the corner of the room beside Danilo Romano, his features sharp and attire well-polished. “Terenzio De Vitto,” I whispered. The man Dom had chosen for Ros. The underboss of Washington. His height was taller than Danilo, and his spine was straighter with pride. Ros knew he would come, and she had promised to prepare herself for it. It certainly hadn’t included her hiding in her room.

He had a shiny bald head, was dressed all black, and had tattoos all over his exposed arms. He was a Capo of the Vexia Syndicate—Topher Prim. "Capo Prim, what brings you here?" Yelena asked, though her forced smile and backward steps betrayed her true feelings. "What brings me here? That's a good question." Topher sneered, his eyes flickering with malice as he glared at Yelena. "You're asking why a guy like me came to see a single woman like you? What else could it be?"