A Mafia's Obsession By Adaririchichi Novels & Stories

Most importantly I was an outsider there and he,perhaps was a De Niro or some rich spoil brat. I tried to walk past him but he blocked my way causing me to finally have a look of his appearance.He was of Stefano's age,no doubt also having the same handsome genes of De Niro males.His blonde curls falling over his head and his black eyes,they were dark both with lust and something more intense. I know men in the mafia are sex obsessed.Keeping concubines and prostitutes and even rape isn't surprising.It is in my own hand to save my dignity like I did all these years.

Before I could say Anything, Adrianna charged forward with the question that I'm sure had been on her mind. "Why did they send you to rape me" "To see if you were special to the Italian Mafia Don. I'm sure they've gotten their answer by now" She stepped back and delivered a roundhouse kick to him. I found myself getting turned on all the more. She grabbed him by his hair. I understood that she wanted to be the one to kill him. She grabbed a pistol and shoved it down his throat. The action made my heart beat faster. I could see his eyes widen while she let out a deadly smirk.

After a tedious day working at a café, and a tedious evening spent in taking classes and getting to know the happenings of the area, he had wanted a run, rather needed it. And so, he, against his better judgment, had changed into his wolf version after making sure that no was looking and sprinted off in a run into a nearby little forest. After the invigorating run , he had returned to the spot where he had kept his clothes, changed back to his human version, and went away, unaware that there had been a drunk fellow just around the corner that had seen him when he had returned from the run and transformed. It had come to light two years later, when he had become the leading mafia boss in the

she asked, her big brown eyes locking onto mine. “Princess,” I said, brushing my thumb along her jaw, “you know most mafia men don’t marry for love.” She sighed softly, her voice dropping. “Well… did you marry me for convenience or for love?” “For love, Adriana. I swear it.” She leaned in, her lips brushing mine with a hesitant sweetness at first, but hesitation never survived in my hands. My fingers curled tight around her throat, crushing and possessive, and that little gasp she gave, the whimper at the back of her throat, set my blood on fire.

"Who master Max?" "Nothing." How is that woman knows that Omega? Maximillian asks himself. After an hour of travelling, Maximillian arrived at the manor of his clan, where Nostra Adamus mafia clan can be found far away from the city. Legis opened his door for him, when Maximillian got out of the car, his waiting people immediately bowed and greeted him, Maximillian walked straight ahead with Legis following him in the back. "Did Mr. Sanchez, agreed on our terms?" Maximillian ask.

She asked, trying to mask her irritation with her curiosity. Chiara stared at her sister, her face was red and she kept blinking. She gulped the rest of the alcohol down and let out a loud gasp but slid the cup back to Matteo as if asking for more. “Dante is a terrible and lewd person. In the two—maybe three days I’ve been there, this man has touched me in the most discomforting ways. He has these weird rules and is possessive.” Matteo slid the glass back to her, his eyes also curious like Aria's. “As you can see, it’s a slow day, so please tell us everything.”

“Run, amore. Please.” I shook my head. “Never.” Drago raised his hand for silence. The shooting stopped. The flatline continued its merciless wail. Giulia looked broken, my father defeated, Priya devastated. Then Drago smiled—a cold, triumphant smile. “Very well. If that’s your choice, Matteo…” He turned his gun away from Giulia and pointed it at my father. “Then watch your new family die first.” The gunshot cracked. My father’s body jerked.

“I can’t say… I’m begging you…” Lorenzo stood up. “Wrong answer.” He slammed his fist into the man’s stomach. The man groans, coughing and spitting blood. “Who is buying from you?” Lorenzo asked again. The man shook his head. “Please… forgive me… I didn’t mean to… My mother is sick… I needed the money…” “Wrong answer again.” Lorenzo turned to his men. “Rip the skin off his back. Feed it to the dogs.” “Amigo”

As we say goodbye and draw the curtains of Pains of Amara, lets welcome Nicole and Raphael story in: A MAFIA'S POSSESSION Anticipate my new story "A Mafia's Possession" A dark mafia romance of two star crossed lovers. Take care you all!

My ears stood proud, ready to hear more. “So, what happened? Aiden's now the dick head.” That sounded strange on my tongue but I like it...dick head. “A lot.” Sydney replied, exhaling shakily. “Tell me.” “First, I must warn you, killings are a norm in the Mafia, just pray you're not the one getting killed.” I nodded, hiding my true thoughts. “Years ago, we all gathered for a party— a celebration. Aiden was so happy about becoming a big brother after so many years. I hope it was a girl. It was a happy day until tragedy struck. He watched his pregnant mom die…” I should have known this was going to end badly.