Wealthy Italian Surnames Novels & Stories

Finally, he'll have a fatherly figure in his life. After a while, they disentangled from the embrace. "Who's the Antonio you spoke of earlier?" Ivan asked. "Antonio Romano, my greatest enemy. Leader of the Veneto mafia group and a big crime syndicate. One of the wealthiest men in Italy. Also very popular. We've been on each other's neck for a long while causing us to sacrifice many lives but I won't rest till Antonio is dead" his father explained. "What's the problem between you both?" Ivan asked.

That’s why I recognized his name, I heard about his family when I and Ashton where dating. The Moretti family was infamous in italy. They were the leading family concerning drugs, guns, illegitemate buisnneses and anything illegal. They did however, just like Ashtons father, also have many legitimate businesses. Hotels, restaurants, multi-bilion investments in realestese deals. Clint was the heir of the Moretti empire. Just as Ashton was for the De Luca empire. Only Ashton wanted no part in the legitimate businesses, he wanted to get his hands dirty.

My breath hitched as I looked at it. Ricardo’s name was clearly written on the document, but the surname wasn't Lombardi……but Castellano. I furrowed my brows, confused. I turned the pages of the document, and it had his name but with the same unfamiliar surname, Castellano. I picked up another document, and this one had other names too. Adolfo Castellano, Giada Castellano, Clara Castellano, Anjelo Castellano and Ricardo Castellano.

He just sat while clasping his hands together as he placed his elbows on the edge of the table is enough to make the waiter wince as he stared at him. We waited for the drinks to be served first before starting our conversation. "I read an article about you. " He started talking without wasting time. He spoke directly to his point. He took a deep breath looking right into my eyes. I swallowed nervously. "How much was written on that article I believe we all know it's one hundred percent true. I have to say on the first day we met. I saw the similarities between you and your ancestors. Like the Walker, the Bianchi are noble. They are very emphasise about their lineage since they came from pur

my eyes couldn't comprehend what am presently seeing I raised my hand to cover my mouth as it opened in shock, and then i leaned in closer with wide eyes. No wonder he had looked familiar and real sexy too bad he's the Playboy type. He's a fucking Romano Of the infamous Romano family. I felt a chill roll over me and my mind begin to race. Wow he really came from a deep real old money. Their family's name is so well-known around the city I wonder why I didn't really remember. In fact, there family is famous around the world. I clicked on an article and opened it wide; he even had his own Wikipedia page, and the photograph in the top left corner was one of him bleary eyed and drunk, staggering

he answered quickly. I nodded, taking the path towards the amphitheater. Carter didn't complain and just cope up with me. "I wonder why your surname is Delluci, though. It's an italian surname." He put his one hand on his pocket and just stared at me while walking. He doesn't even look at the road.

He rubbed his chin with his index, still trying to get the answer. “Because my dad is the richest man and more.” “More? As in?” He inquired. “You will see when we reach there,” Margarita whispered, holding the status of the Costello family running the Italian mafia was not an effortless task. “I never knew my therapist was Italy’s richest person’s daughter.” Samson teased. “It’s not about that. It’s about the name Costello. You will know when we enter the territory.” She arched her brows, hinting to him he was about to enter the lion’s den.

Bria shouts. "Mia is not poor. She is wealthy. She made the Costa family the second most influential family in the Italian Mafia. Now go back to your parents and run your family business. Your father is getting old and will need his heir to run his business soon," I say. Bria looks at me with puppy dog eyes. It may work with her older lovers, but it does not work on me.

LA FAMIGLIA, the biggest Italian mafia in history, made by the great Marchetti family — which, in its golden days, exceeded one hundred members, all with noble blood, inherited from the fallen Kingdom of Sardinia. But their supremacy over the underworld of the country and later on the nearby regions of the European continent made them true sovereigns, direct from an illegitimate monarchy. And their power would probably continue to hang on for many generations, if Rosso Marchetti hadn't made a bitter mistake.

Well, I did research on the shooter and saw what exactly I got myself into. Alvarez. I hadn't caught a surname, yet when I had run the word in a search, contrary to expectations, only one person had popped up. Brief information. No pictures. I did get business statistics from companies managed by the old money magnate, as well as news reports, with heavy suspicion that the business mogul was a suspected- and feared- crime boss, first son of the infamous Italo family of Palermo, Sicily.