All Chapters of Mafia’s Plaything (#1 of Mafia Series): Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

~PAMELAIt took a considerable will to break away from my captor. His touch alone sent me haywire and he knew it. I could not even summon the courage to speak because his aura was distracting.Stephan turned me around so that I was facing him. He looked at me like he was just seeing me for the first time. "Pamela," he whispered, his eyes filled with a mix of longing and uncertainty.My knees buckled at the whisper of my name and I wanted him to have me right there on the cold marble floor. But the rational part of my brain screamed for caution and restraint.A cleared throat interrupted our train of thought, as a man dressed in a crisp suit approached us. He had a permanent scowl on his face which made it seem like he was mad at the world.Stephan gently broke away from me as he became aware of the man's presence.I felt goosebumps rise on my forearm as the man came closer. He was a massive-looking man who towered over me and Stephan. His whole persona screamed danger.It got me curio

KING OF THE UNDERWORLD~STEPHANI felt Pamela— my queen, tremble beside me in a mixture of fear and awe. I did not want her gazing at me with such a look in her eyes but it did not matter.She was in my world now and that was final. Georgia had given me updates about her behavior ever since I brought her here.Intuitive was the word used when she gave me the reports. It only meant one thing, Pamela was a restless woman and she was smarter than she looked.I wanted to devour her as she stood there gaping at my men. Her baggy outfits failed to hide her curves and I could see her riding me to oblivion with that ass.Focus! I silently scolded myself. I had intended to ease her into my world gently not as abruptly as I was doing now. Then again, it did not matter.My little Pamela was bound to know about my life in the end anyway. In all honesty, it was not even her fault, all these started from the spur of the moment.I knew she was mine the moment I laid eyes on her in that restaurant wh

DUTY CALLS~STEPHANFor the first time, I was afraid. I was the head of a feared and revered gang in the country and here I was naked and vulnerable and afraid.Afraid to move because I might wake my Pamela. Her heart beat softly against my chest and her breath burned me as she slept. I stroked her hair softly as she mumbled something in her sleep.I was certain that she did not sleep well after what she had witnessed last night. I was entirely to blame for that. I should not have brought my business home.I needed to be a better leader for my people. Anyone who dared make a move against me would be dealt with in the most fucked way that I could think of.Pamela stirred and moaned on my cock as she got comfortable. I suppressed a shudder and curled my toes to keep from moving. I knew starving her from my body was going to have an effect but I did not know she would be this ravenous.It had been almost difficult to make her come but she did. My waist was aching and so was my cock, I ad

SON OF THE DEVIL~STEPHANI could have sent my men and stayed back to watch. I could have sent assassins or even paid mercenaries to wipe out the whole of Shacktown.But I wanted them to bear witness and I knew they were watching. I came here for blood because I needed to blow off steam. That was all there was to it.I was curious as to where this circus was going. The place reeked of alcohol, mixtures of sweat, sex, and blood. It looked worse as well.This was the upper echelon of Shacktown. The Laughing dogs had killed their way to this tower and had never come down.They lost a lot of men but gained a lot of followers in the end due to their victory. It was impressive for a gang but not for me.They were worms, all of them and they did not deserve to die from my bullets.The walls were painted with obscene words and graffiti. There were splatters of blood on the walls. There was a huge golden chair with the top skull of a dog with an enlarged canine etched on the top.It seemed lik

SACRIFICIAL DOGS~STEPHANThrough the chaos, I spotted Maestro reaching the elevator and already had his hands on the worn-out buttons. He was losing a lot of blood and was already leaning on the walls.I watched as his palm made a bloody imprint on the wall. I stormed forward but was blocked by a man who had raised an ax over his head.I did not stop. The fourth man yelled a war cry and charged as he brought the axe down with great force.I merely moved to the left side and the axe missed me completely. The man, due to the force he used could not stop his momentum. I jammed my blade into his back with looking back.His legs crumpled before him. He tried getting up but could not. "Me legs, I can't feel legs!" He panicked.I stabbed his spine, the one responsible for his legs, He would not be walking till he died.I reached into my shoulder holster and pulled out a straight knife with a wicked-looking sharp edge and hurled it at The Maestro.The knife went through his arm and pinned it