นิยายเว็บแนว First-Person POV Mafia และเรื่องราว Mafia ในฉาก Lovers Reunion

Rich, arrogant and cold-hearted. Richard Williams is known as one of the top drug lord of the country. His quest for success and power has turned him into a beast. It is believed that a night with Richard Williams is worth millions therefore what every lady look up to. Richard, the heir of the Williams group of Company and also a top mafia never imagined falling in love with the poor, Lovelyn, the only child of a poor pastor. It was really a complete twist as he had to battle between pretending to be the good boy for his virgin girlfriend and also the strong cold-hearted guy for his follow mafians. Lovelyn never imagined playing a role of a drug lord mafian, the daughter of a pastor who has never being in a relationship all her life. Her life turned from the quiet church girl to the girlfriend of the every ladies guy. She was in between living a life of a church girl and trying so hard not to be the bad girl Richard was gradually turning her into. In the quest to regain her faith, she opted to run away from Richard but found out she has been really captivated by his charms. She was left with the option of changing this mafia to a new being but what happens when she finds out that Richard was not only a drug merchant but also a serial killer? Finding out that Richard also has other girls apart from her was the worst scenerio. Do you think, Lovelyn would be able to stand the test of time and fight for this dangerous love relationship?

After sacrificing eight years for the man she loved, Dr. Ariana is rewarded with betrayal. A chance encounter with Lucian Moretti, the city's most feared mafia king, changes everything. One reckless night binds their fates, but deadly enemies and a painful misunderstanding tear them apart. When destiny reunites them, one question remains: Was I too late?

I stared at Stefano lying on the floor. "Hey, this may hurt a little," I spoke, trying my best to adopt a professional tone. Stefano groaned softly, his lips curving into a faint, almost bitter smirk as he muttered, "Wouldn’t be the first time you’ve hurt me, Bella." ** Forced to clear her sick father's debt to the italian Mafia and pay her father hospital bills, the 23-year-old nurse is forced to accept risky jobs like treating criminals in the dead of the night. On the day Bella Smith learns of the shocking news that her bedridden boyfriend, Robin, has been transferred to another hospital outside the country, she is heartbroken and decides to go for a drink. But when Bella is asked to treat a handsome stranger at the hotel room, she finds out the stranger is her ex-boyfriend from high school and now he wouldn't let her go. Stefano Carlo gets everything he wants, now he wants to make Bella suffer from leaving him in the past, but as they navigate a contract marriage, they find themselves rekindling old feelings and threading through the dark underworld of the mafia.

Then, with deliberate slowness, he reached for a small black bottle. “I thought you would prefer the gentle way,” he murmured. “Guess I was wrong.” The poison burned down my throat—Deadly Nightshade. It was once my favorite. I had used it to end others. Now, he was using it on me. “Sometimes,” he whispered, “the person you once loved is the one who finally kills you.” ~~~~~ Brinda Virginia’s life has always been a battle—against fate, against her own fire, and against a heart that beats too weakly to match the storm inside her. Abandoned as a child and raised by the only woman who ever truly loved her, she’s now facing her biggest loss yet. Her stepmother is dying. And the clock is ticking—seventy-two hours. That’s all the time she has to save her. But then he returns. Francesco Dante. Her past. Her ruin. A man cloaked in shadows, bearing a twisted bargain—submit to him, body and soul, or lose everything. To save the only family she has left, Brinda must surrender. But submitting, in a world ruled by power, lust, and betrayal, is never truly submission. Because this man doesn’t just want to own her—he wants to unmake her, unravel her, and turn her fire to ash. And the most devastating part? She might just let him. And love, in this kind of story, always draws blood.

She thought she was finally free from the mafia. She was wrong. Elena Vance never wanted to be part of dante Morwtti’s dangerous world. She onlu wanted a quiet life, far away from the ruthless mafia boss who once owned her heart and her loyalty. But secrets have a way of finding their way back. When Elena is forced to return to Dante’s World, she discovers the one truth he never told her. She was never just his lover. She was his wife. Dante is feared by everyone. Cold. Powerful. Untouchable. But when it comes to Elena, the known ruthless mafia boss has only one weakness and he refuses to lose her twice. Elena wants freedom. Dante wants his wife back. Because in Dante Moretti’s world, you can run but you can’t hide.

“Is Batman my daddy?” my son Jackson pipes up from the back seat. Of course not! But telling him that his father is Asher Giordano, leader of New York’s deadliest mafia empire is out of the question. He found us anyway. “What have you done with Jackson?” I demand. “My son?” Asher asks calmly, looking around my small apartment disdainfully. “The one you’ve been hiding from me and forcing to live in this…pigeonhole?” Our son, not yours. “You’re the one who left me at the alter without as much as a ‘see you later’. If you left me a forwarding address to contact you at, I must have missed it.” Asher regards me coldly. I don’t know this man. The boy I fell in love with was warm, giving and open. This man in front of me is frostier than the arctic with his glacial eyes. “I know you know who I am and what I’m capable of, so don’t try anything stupid, Emmeline. There’s nowhere you can run where I can’t find you.” “Gosh, Asher, that’s like a line straight out of a movie. Have you been practicing delivering it in front of a mirror?”

Book 1 Saints and Sinners She was the light to my dark. The saint to my sinner. with her innocent eyes and devilish curves. A Madonna that was meant to be admired but never touched. Until someone took that innocence from her. She left. The darkness in my heart was finally complete. I avenged her, I killed for her, but she never came back. Until I saw her again. An angel dancing around a pole for money. She didn’t know I owned that club. She didn’t know I was watching. This time I won’t let her escape. I will make her back into the girl I knew. Whether she likes it or not. Book 2 Judge and Jury I can’t stop watching her. I’m not even sure I want to. Taylor Lawson, blonde, beautiful, and totally oblivious to how much dangers she’s in. She’s also the one juror in my upcoming murder trial that hasn’t been bought. The one who can put me behind bars for a very long time. I know I should execute her. After all that’s what I do. I am the Judge. I eliminate threats to The Family. And Taylor is a threat. But I don’t want to kill her. Possessing her, making her love me seems like a much better plan for this particular Juror.

Five years ago, Elena Carter made the hardest decision of her life. When Damian Moretti, the boy she loved, chose to step into the violent world of the mafia, she knew she couldn’t follow him. She had seen firsthand what that life did to people—how it swallowed them whole. So she walked away, leaving behind the only man she had ever loved. But Damian never saw it as an ending. "If we ever cross paths again, I won’t let you go." Those were his last words to her, a promise that haunted her every night.

Chiara LaRosa's life is turned upside down when she is captured by someone she considers a mysterious and ruthless stranger but Massimo Scallise knows her, even better than she might know herself . Massimo is the son of a notorious Mafia boss. Massimo has been watching Chiara from the shadows for years, waiting for the perfect moment to claim her. Now, he's determined to make her his, no matter the cost. As Chiara becomes entangled in Massimo's dark world, she must confront the secrets of her own past and the true nature of her captor. Will she escape the clutches of the obsessive Massimo, or will she succumb to his twisted desires?

"I'm not staying here, you will take back home. I don't care if you are my boss or not, you can't just order me around. I refuse to be a pushover." I yelled, frustration growing on me. He pulled me by the waist onto himself, my front collude with his hard chest. I gasped from the sudden movement but the gasp died in my throat as he clashed his lips on mine. The kiss was rough fast but passionate, I was stunned from the emotion that leaked from me into the kiss. Even after all these years, I still have fierce feelings for him. I am shock from the feelings I still have for this man. We pulled apart, I was still dazed from the mind blowing kiss. "I should put those lips of yours into good use more, they talk too much." He left after, I gaped at the retreating car too stunned to say anything or react.

At the altar, I said no loud enough for the whole church to hear. The priest kept going. Dimitri Volkov didn’t blink. That was fact one: I was married without consent in Chicago, to a man who accepted silence as agreement. The morning was cold and I was currency. My father handed me to Dimitri Volkov—Bratva—like a contract clause. Not a daughter. A term to be signed. I left him later. Not in rage. In clarity—after I saw another girl caught in his world with no choice, just like me. Then I went to war. Law school had taught me precision, so I used it. Civil suits. Asset forfeiture. Anonymous tips to the right agencies. I took apart everything legitimate he’d built, piece by piece, until he bled territories and pride. He showed up bruised once, signed over forty percent of his clean empire to my name, brought therapy receipts. That was fact two: I dismantled the man who caged me, on paper, without firing a shot. I still have the necklace. The one he left in my lap that first night. I wore it through the worst, through the year I rebuilt alone, through every hearing. Last month I was pregnant in a courtroom, arguing a case I won. He was in the gallery. The diamonds sat above my collar. No one asked. I never explained. That was fact three: I took something from that night and made it mine. It doesn’t belong to him anymore. It doesn’t belong to what he did. It belongs to me.

"You were promised to me, Alessia, not even death can change that." Alessia Capone was born a mafia princess, powerful last name, perfect future and zero control. At just fourteen, her parents sold her into a blood-soaked engagement with Rino Lombardi, the cold, dangerous heir of Italy’s most feared criminal empire. He was obsessed from the moment he saw her. She hated him before he even spoke. To escape that fate, she ran straight into the arms of another man. A man who turned out to be worse than her worst nightmare. Now, decades later, Rino Lombardi is back. Widowed. Ruthless. More powerful than ever. And still maddeningly obsessed with the one woman who got away. He made a vow to himself. If he can’t have her willingly, he’ll burn the world until she begs to come home. But Alessia is no longer the young girl he once knew. She’s a queen in her own right. She’ll never kneel, never submit, not even to the devil she once escaped. ...Or will she? Because the man she swore to hate may be the only one she’s ever truly belonged to. And this time, he’s not asking.

"Before anything, before you allow your inner thoughts to go on an overdrive, know that I love you. I love you so fucking much and I don't care who you currently are, Serena or Rosalia doesn't matter to me, it's just a name. But what I do know is that you are mine and under no circumstances would I do anything to hurt you" ** Rosalia had thought her biggest problem was how to secure a new job after losing her current one, and avoiding the ex convict who seemed to be out to get her. But she wasn't prepared for the sudden intrusion of a certain man who claimed to be her husband! Husband? She didn't even know him!. Worst of all, they already had a daughter who looked exactly like her! Rosalia was thrown into a state of confusion where everything seemed to belong to her but not at the same time. She was determined to find out what had happened to her in the past and how to fix the present which seemed already damaged.