Novel Suamiku Ketua Gangster Novels & Stories

But, Luca kept them as far away from that side of our family ties as possible. Now we had new rivals the Russo’s who are in Italy they are a big name over there, but not as big as ours Gianni and Luca made an alliance almost twenty years ago and it is still going strong to this day. My brothers are the now known mafia kings of our world and those god damn fucking Russo’s would do anything to sabotage us and our reputation in Italy. They want it of us, not a fucking chance they are just wanna be' s. Luca has gave me strict instructions to do a deal with them and if they do not accept our terms, then we are to shoot them dead.

Maria De La Cruz was standing behind her boss, as if waiting for orders. At the table the two bosses were seated in one half of the room, behind them the hitman Lautaro, and on the other side with three security guards for each gang member, Guillermo was standing on the door of the entrance more than armed, because they feared an ambush. Pablo Altamirano begins speaking;

let it be. ********* "Boss, who dare anger you?" Nicola asked Igneel, as he stood in front of his desk, he could only see Igneel's wrapped-up knuckles as his upper body was completely indulged in darkness. Nicola knew what kind of expression his boss was having on his face. "It was that Cafe lady, Helena." Samuel slightly whispered in Nicola's ear while standing beside him. "What? How dare she?" Nicola said with an angry frown on his face. Nobody dared to disrespect the mafia kind let alone anger him but that little woman did it.

He extended his arm while showing the red mark from her hit. Clara rolled her eyes, "Can you be a little more serious? Something bad is happening, and you're still worried about your reddened arm?" "Come on, the mission is well planned, and I know exactly what to do there. I won't attack Liam and his troops in Canada. In fact, I'm not tasked with attacking ElWagner's headquarters because Rafael has arranged a team from a mafia network led by Mikael Williams." "Who is Mikael Williams?" Clara furrowed her brow upon encountering another unfamiliar name in Lucas's story.

If Rayna wanted to flirt, she could, but I wouldn’t be hiding behind him this time. Hunter’s Range Rover purred beneath us as we sped down the quiet road, the city blurring past. He didn’t talk much during the drive, his hands gripping the wheel tightly, his jaw set. As we pulled into the compound, the air around us seemed to shift. The gang’s headquarters was housed in a converted warehouse dark glass, steel walls, and rows of matte-black motorcycles and high-end cars lining the lot. Armed men stood at the gates, giving curt nods as Hunter passed.

A sharp ringing filled my head as fear crashed over me, and I screamed. "I don't like your answer." He turned his head to the fat man. "Now, you answer me." The fat man was dripping with cold sweat. His eyes darted around before he shakily pointed at me. "Don Santoro! It... it was her! She told us to rough up Miss Murphy! Said if we had a little fun with her, she'd get us a piece of your action, let us in on the score!" "What are you talking about?!" I stared at the man in disbelief.

Anna looked up at him with curiosity, he added “ Two years ago, whole continent was fed up of too many Mafia Dons who was disturbing the peace of all the country, so all the country together made a secret department to look into this case and assign the best cop as under cover agent who will live like a Mafia Don and will keep finishing the small and big units of all Don's from the continent. By that time, Ethan Mallfoy, a Russian officer was the best among all the best officers chosen from all over the continent.

“What does he want?” Donatello was the don of his little syndicate in Detroit, who was trying to make a name for himself after disbanding from the Alfa Nove, the group of nine heads of the Italian mafia groups that were spread throughout the US. He used to be one of my father’s old subordinates, but after my father had been killed by the Bratvas, I didn’t trust anyone outside of the people I already knew would die for me and Donatello wasn’t one of them.

“Please, hear me out. He didn’t mean….” I scoff,“What do you wanna say? That he didn’t mean to kill Ramos? I saw him, he killed Ramos without a second thought” “I know what you saw Gigi and I swear it’s terrifying, but trust me Mike is a good man, he will never hurt you” “Well that’s hard to believe” I turn to her. “Tell me, what exactly is Mike. Cause the man I saw killing Ramos wasn’t my husband but a beast” Amanda sighed,“Mike is a Mafia Prince”

Mike immediately walked in and closed the door behind him. "Boss, You were right..." he replied extending a tabloid towards Nathan. The tabloid had some of the recorded videos. "Michael is back..." Nathan's eyes narrowed as he saw the footage on the screen. Michael Grayson, aka Gaga, was like a sworn enemy to Nathan, leading one of the mafia gang in Italy. He was both dangerous and ruthless. Though Nathan was also related to the mafia, he always had his hands clean. Unlike him, Michael's gang deals with all sorts of illegal activities. Killing, smuggling improper contents were his normal businesses.