Contemporary Mafia 웹소설 & Protective Age Gap 스토리

— BLURB — I could still feel his eyes roaming over my face, lingering a little too long. His thumb brushed lightly against my chin. “I don’t have a big mouth,” I managed to say, immediately regretting it. His jaw tightened, and his eyes grew darker. If I didn’t know what kind of maniac he was, I might have thought he was interested in me. But I knew better than to make that mistake. “Oh, but you do, my love,” Nikolai murmured, a wicked smile spreading across his face. “And I can’t help remembering what I saw you witness the other day.” I gasped, shocked by his words. Of course I remembered that day! “You have no shame, do you?!” I demanded, glaring at him. His laughter filled the room. I swear, that was the first time I’d ever seen him laugh like that. “You’re right, my Kukolka. I have no shame,” he said, his smile turning into something far more dangerous. “That’s the only way to rule this world.” And with that, he left me standing there, speechless.

The craziest thing I’ve ever done was let a dangerous man touch me, and not pull away. “Trust me.” Words like that could mess you up in this line of work. Then he did something I didn’t expect, he stretched out a hand. Even I knew when not to doubt a helping hand. I sighed. Well, roadkill it is then. I clasped his hand and his firm grip pulled me up out of the line of fire. *** Cake Coogan survives by her fists and her fury, spending her life fighting in underground rings to keep herself and her mother alive. But one stolen payout, one stranger’s intervention, and one accidental bag switch drops her into the crosshairs of Nico Vescari. Nico Vescari; mafia heir, feared and ruthless, a man who kills with a steady pulse—wants his money back. What he gets instead is Cake: the girl with the iron fists, mismatched eyes, and a journal he should never have read. Fascinated, furious, and threatened by how she makes him feel, he gives her a choice that isn’t a choice at all—marry him for a year… or lose the only family she has left. Cake becomes both weapon and wife. She’s pulled between power plays, underground fights, and a man whose touch feels like fire even when she swears she hates him. Nico’s family is dangerous, his enemies worse, and his rules suffocating, but the most lethal thing between them is the feral desire none of them want. As bodies fall and alliances burn, Cake is forced to choose between revenge and the man who has broken her, protected her, and ruined her life in equal measure. In a story of obsession, and betrayal,only the strongest survive. And Cake Coogan is not prey.

Ezra Slain Velleoti is a man that everyone wants to avoid. He's a tough enemy. A mafia boss who disapproves of almost everyone. Anyone who gets in his way will never make it out alive. Khione Louelita Silay is a woman who is socially awkward. A person who has socially anxiety and dislikes crowds and other people's opinions. She is a nerd who prefers to work and stay at home. Working as a top counterintelligence agent for the NBI, Khione was unintentionally able to uncover the dark secrets of some government officials. Khione desperately wanted to flee, but she couldn't until they killed her, and Ezra, the notorious Mafia boss, was the only one who save her.

Elias Soren wants nothing to do with the Blackwell name. He lives under his mother’s surname, works in a quiet bookstore, and keeps his head down until the night a job goes wrong and his identity is exposed. His father, the Don, places him under the direct protection of Raphael Blackwell, the family’s ice-cold underboss. Raphael is feared, efficient, and rumored to feel nothing. What almost no one knows is that he is an Omega who has spent years burying his instincts under blockers and iron discipline. Elias fills the silent house with talk, flowers, and stubborn warmth. Raphael tells himself the arrangement is temporary. But the longer the sunshine Alpha stays, the harder it becomes to keep the walls standing and the more dangerous the underworld becomes for both of them.

Angel Anzores was used by her aunt and uncle to pay off their debt after they hid her younger brother, Angelo, and threatened to sell him if she refused to comply. Left with no choice, the young woman had to obey the people who took them in after their parents died in a car accident. Salvatore Ravalli, known as "Tore" in the underground world, is a ruthless 35-year-old mafia leader to whom Angel's aunt and uncle owed money. He finds himself drawn to Angel. Will Angel be able to accept the man who initially threatened her using her own brother's life? What will Salvatore do when Angel discovers that he was involved in the accident that claimed her parents' lives, leading her and her brother into the life given to them by their so-called guardians? Can Salvatore save the woman he loves from the clutches of his equally ruthless enemies?

"A woman like you? No fucking way you're a virgin." "Who said virgins can't be filthy, Rocco?" DIANA SANTORO: Five years locked inside a convent. Not because I was holy. Because the family I was born into is dangerous. My name is Diana Santoro. Mafia blood. And in this world, daughters like me get hidden away until the war is over. Now my brother’s the Don. And he wants me back. The man he sent to collect me? Rocco Moretti. The most feared monster in Italy. The devil of Cosa Nostra. They say he pulls confessions out of men with his bare hands—then sleeps like a baby afterward. Three days on the road. Just us. He’s expecting some scared little nun-in-training, ready to be escorted quietly back to my gilded cage. He has no idea that the only innocent thing about me is this face. **** ROCCO MORETTI: Forty-seven men. That's how many I've killed. Tortured more than double that. Never lost a minute of sleep over any of them. So why does this girl—with her innocent eyes and that smart mouth—make me feel like I'm losing my goddamn mind around every bend of this road? Last night, at some roadside motel, she walked into my room. Ran her fingers over my tattoos, looked up at me with this smirk, and told me she wasn't wearing underwear. What the hell does she want? To destroy me? To see how far she can push before I snap? She's a virgin. Untouched. Off-limits. The one thing a man like me can never have. But when she looks at me like that—wearing that short dress, lips parted just enough—I forget who I am. I forget I'm the monster. And I start wanting, with everything in me, to be the one who ruins her. Even if it costs me my life. Even if it costs me everything.

**The moment her lips parted, I seized the chance, slipping my tongue inside and tangling with hers. She trembled beneath my hold, her tiny fingers clutching over my bare shoulders, caught between resistance and surrender. She wanted to push me away but didn't know how. But I deepened the kiss, claiming her mouth like it was mine to take. She whimpered, gasped, her soft protest lost between us as I swallowed every sound she made. Her body tensed, her struggles growing more frantic as if she was trying to say something but I kept devouring her mouth. But then....one gasp shattered everything. "Luca! Brother!”** Sofia thought returning to the Virelli mansion after years abroad would feel like coming home. Instead, she walks straight back into the orbit of Luca Virelli — her cold, ruthless foster brother and the feared head of the Virelli mafia. The same man who spent years making her feel like she didn’t belong. But something has changed. Because the moment Luca sees her again, his icy indifference shifts into something far more dangerous. OBSESSION.