Gene stepped out of his car; it had been a long day, and he looked forward to seeing his loving wife. They had got married young, had kids, and started a traditional family. He would go out to work, provide for his family, and Emma, his doting wife, would stay home and look after the house. When times were tough, she worked part-time, but those days were long gone. Now she stayed home, did chores, and planned for the well...

“DON MARCO SINORETTI HAS DIED AT THE AGE OF SIXTY-EIGHT.” Donna Maria read the headline once more. The article went on to describe the Sinoretti crime family in detail. It made her laugh; it was the answer to her problems. Six months earlier, she had a sit-down with the heads of the four remaining crime families; there, they had drawn up a peace agreement that the other families had reneged on almost immediately. She look...

"Susana, stop fidgeting.” She looked at him, annoyed, and then relaxed with a smile. “I can’t help it; every time you paint me, you stand there as naked as I am, your cock swinging like a pendulum, hypnotising me.” Susana was sitting in a high-backed chair, completely naked, her flawless body shimmering under the glow of the studio lights. The backdrop had been changed for this painting, for a skyline of blue and white. H...

He ran up the stairs two at a time. He could hear them arguing and knew, by the tone of his mother's voice, that if he didn’t intervene soon, things would reach a point where something drastic would happen. Giancarlo Carluciano, the prodigal son of Donna Maria, had been in Italy. He had been conducting business on the family's behalf when he got the news of his father’s death. He wanted to come home right away, but was to...

Jason walked around their new house, into which they had just moved. They were new to the city, having moved when his mom took a new position at a major business in town. He hadn’t yet got used to the city and didn’t want to go out and tour in case he got lost. So, in the meantime, he explored the new house. It was a large home with three large bedrooms, one of which mom had made into her office and his hobby room. He did...

Cassandra walked through the house; it had been a while. She had just returned from two years abroad; her PhD program at her university had taken up all of her time. Now that she was home, she had taken a full day to get back into things and then decided to explore. Mom and Dad had gone off to work, and now, with the house empty, she was left to her own devices. Cassandra opened the back door and walked out to the garden....

Donna Maria sat behind her large oak desk. She looked happy and was dressed to impress. In front of the desk sat a middle-aged man already starting to go grey. He looked like he once had all the power, but his demeanor, though, didn’t “Let me get this straight,” Donna Maria spoke. “You want me to take on your family and make it part of my own? What can the Marinello Family give to me that I don’t already have? From what I...

Donna Maria sat back in her comfortable red armchair. On the side table next to her were a couple of packs of her favourite cigarettes. Sitting near her were a couple of her most trusted friends, all looking with anticipation. Standing in front of them were three people looking down in reverence. They were the remnants of the Francise crime family. They had no one to serve and needed a new purpose in life. They had heard...

Jefferson looked out the window. He was depressed, not usual for a seventeen-year-old boy. He had a rough life already; his parents had a brutal divorce, with his father being vindictive and mean, and he had spread lies to secure sole custody. He never really took much interest in Jefferson’s life, instead belittling him at every opportunity. The last straw for Jefferson was the news of his mother’s passing, and he was no...

In Donna Maria’s plush office, covered in reds and burgundy, a nineteen-year-old woman sat looking up at her boss. She looked young and innocent; she was anything but. Lila Minieri grew up under the strict tutelage of her father, one of the most unassuming men who ever lived. Under his soft, tired expression, slouching shoulders, and slow step was hidden one of the most talented and deadly assassins the Carluciano family...

The white beaches and the blue sea were exactly what Bethany needed. It had been a rough year, and she had needed a break. A friend had suggested Maui, and she had jumped at the chance. They had travelled together and planned the trip meticulously, but as always happens, the plans never worked out. So it was, nineteen-year-old Bethany found herself walking along the pristine beach, enjoying the sun beating down on her bar...

The cemetery was full of people, all paying respect to Donna as they buried her beloved husband. Representatives of all the families were there, some to genuinely wish her condolences and some just to eye her up, still unsure of her as Donna of one of the biggest families. One by one, they came over to wish her well, kissing her hand and making small talk. After a while, the crowd thinned, and Donna Maria’s Consiglieri ca...

Donna Maria sat in her chair as her husband, Carlo, stood behind her. She watched as a nervous young man of twenty-one stood in front of a nubile young woman of nineteen as she slowly stripped. The girl was sexy, and she knew it. She was Donna Maria’s go-to girl for breaking in the young men. She was handsomely paid and got alone time with the Donna herself. Bruno Andretta was just twenty-one years old. He had helped his...

Donna Maria Carluciano sat in her favorite chair looking into the corner of the room. She was a well-respected and fearless woman who grew up in the Carluciano crime family. Her father, the Don was a well-loved man with an iron fist and controlled all the crime businesses from uptown down to the slums. They lived in the penthouse of one of their high-rises, which housed a shopping mall on the lower level, offices in the m...

“Christina, James is coming home for Christmas dinner; he’s bringing his friend Jason.” Christina’s pussy instantly got wet. She was seventeen and already very sexually aware. She had always liked Jason, who was nearly ten years her senior. He was handsome and well-built, an almost perfect specimen. Christina was infatuated with him. She took it upon herself that she would finally do something about her crush, dress sexy...