A Mafia's Obsession By Adaririchichi Novels & Stories

He smiled, his last breaths coursing through him as a maniac grin spread over his foxy features and he whispered, "So, my beautiful, you have killed me, eh? But I will…’ And with a sigh, he slid to the ground, his glassy eyes fixed on Ria with a greed, a hunger that made her shudder. She knew that she would be haunted by that look for the rest of her life, that covetousness in his eyes… Philippe stepped to the body, his gun cocked, discharging a few more bullets to make sure the man was dead, even as Ria bent to her mother, who had fallen to the ground, the blood gushing freely from the wound in her chest. The Mafia Don was holding Proserpina, refusing to allow anyone to touch his Woman as s

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Tony said simply. “What like the Mafia?” Said Grace shocked. “The Mafia is the Italian version, you already met Xan who is the Chinese Gang Syndicate leader and you already met the European one as well!" Tony said carefully. “Xan, that arsehole I just stared down?” Grace said and Tony nodded. "Who is the European one?” She asked quickly. Tony sighed and said “Kurt Blackwood!” There was a silence as the blood drained out of Grace’s face. She felt like someone had ripped her heart out and kicked her in the stomach at the same time.

he asks me and I look up, shaking my head. " She was my prize." " what?" " Her stupid father thought he could win against me. He had debts but no money to pay back. I could have just killed him, thats what I often did but I couldn't. His wife was sick and their youngest child had inharited that illness so he loaned money from me to try and safe at least one of them. I admit I had pity for that man but also I admired that he was willing to go as far as ask the mafia for money to safe his family. So I made him an offer, If he beats me in a game I choose he is free and I give him extra money on top. If he fails I get his elder daughter as my personal slave" he smirked at me.

He stood upright and straightened his suit. Adrian’s fingers drummed a rapid staccato on the table surface, a nervous rhythm that betrayed the whirlwind of thoughts racing through his mind. He looked away from Henry, “I called him, you know my friend in the mafia, well he wants to keep things under wrap but he was unhappy, they are unhappy...” Henry shook his head, “You’re unbelievable Adrian”

I said "Arora" dad said "You're going to quit and stop seeing him," Felix said "Are you fucking serious right now?" I asked him "I won't let you get hurt again," Dad said "You say that but yet if you do this you'd not only hurt me you'll hurt my daughter," I said "We're trying to protect you he's in the fucking mafia. The strongest mafia!" Dad said "My fucking soul. You're in the mafia! You actually thought I'm an idiot? You are the Don of the Italian mafia Dad. They keep hunting us because you are the head. Mom died because of this stupid mafia!" I yelled

The scent of smoke and gunpowder still clung to Luca’s skin when they returned to the safe house. Adrian barely had time to breathe before Luca slammed the door shut and shoved him against it. “You watched me tonight,” Luca growled, voice dark and rough. He ripped Adrian’s shirt open, buttons scattering across the floor. “You saw what I become when someone threatens you.” Adrian’s heart hammered. “I saw you.” Luca dropped to his knees and yanked Adrian’s trousers down. His mouth was on Adrian’s cock instantly, sucking him deep and hard while two thick fingers pushed into his already slick hole. Adrian moaned loudly, fingers gripping Luca’s hair as the mafia heir devoured him with violent hun

"When did he become a bodyguard? My Diego is not a bodyguard, Drake! He's mine! Call him now! Or give me his number. I need him!" Carolina Del Fiore, commonly known as Carmella, is the only daughter of Eagle Sebastian Del Fiore, the mafia Don of the Del Fiore clan. She is untouchable, incredibly stubborn, and often acts like a spoiled brat who ignores the rules set by her father. Despite her father's restrictions, she comes and goes as she pleases, showing little concern for authority. To be honest, she can be quite a pain. I sighed, resting my back as I looked at her. She chuckled with a fake laugh.

The minute it was 7:30am, the door ti the coffee shop swinger open as Richie stared at his client. He was hefty and well-built. He had short black hair and deep eyes. A dragon tattoo was evident at the side of his neck. He was a mafia and he didn't fail to show it. Richie thought. His client settled infront of Richie as he pointed to his cigar. ,"Do I have to dispose this?" "No, it's fine with me" . Richie said. I mean, he couldn't tell his only hope right now to dispose his cigar, could he?. But then he couldn't help but scratch the manner of familiarity his client exuded. Could he have probably seen him before?

His men then pulled out some sockets and attached it into Adiante's boxers and I could swear it was on his dick. Diego turned to him holding a remote. "So, Adiante. Have you heard about keeping your body to yourself? if you have then why all the rape attempts? what was your win anyway? what would you have gained if you had ruined her? sometimes I ask myself if being in the Mafia means going extremely insane yunno, just because you hold a little power doesn't mean you get to treat people as objects, well it's too bad your mother hadn't told you this earlier, because it's too late to change ", he said and clicked on a button and Adiante started to vibrate, struggling forcefully on the chair, h