A Mafia's Obsession By Adaririchichi Novels & Stories

The past week Adam tried to avoid Mariah but he still kept thinking about the night he saw her under the moonlight wearing scrubs and crocs but he still found her pretty. That night Adam felt that everything Mariah told was true, that she had no association with the Ariak and mafia stuff. Adam had seen many pretty and hot girls. The party’s thrown by the people in mafia world have tons of hot girls but Adam never really felt anything around them. He never really received the love he wanted and probably never will as long as he’s a mafia boss.

Santiago wordlessly left us alone after placing Lili’s suitcase and giving me a nod, closing the door behind him. She grabbed my hands. Her voice went soft. “Okay, Harp. Spill. All of it. No sugar-coating. If you tell me you’re in the mafia, I want at least two free drinks before I process it.” I laughed. But the laugh faded quickly. My hands tightened around hers. “Okay. Listen. It started… stupidly, really. It started with Lance. Well, not really, it started with Sophia and her fake birthday present.” Her eyes sharpened instantly. “Your sister and that creep? I swear he…”

he said bowing repeatedly. Papi has connections in the underworld. He sometimes uses mafia boys to handle tough clients. There was a case about a girl who was owing five million and was causing a huge fuss when she was abducted and trying to run away two days to the auction. Papi was mad at this and ordered mafia boys to rape her to death. The police tried taking up the case, but they couldn't because it will only cost their lives. Manager Steve is his right hand man that was how he got to see rugger's real face in his casino. He quickly and respectfully led him to the front seat by himself.

“But am I, though? I’m not wrong—” Before he could finish, Felix shot up from his seat, his hand swiftly meeting Daniel’s mouth with a sharp slap. The room fell silent, everyone stunned by the sudden action. “Y-you little demon!” Daniel screamed but at this time I had already drowned out their voice, my hand reaching out to cover my mouth as I replayed what Daniel had said. I was married to a mafia don. What the fuck! ___ I groaned and opened my eyes, my stomach growling in protest. God, it hurt, but what did I expect when I hadn’t eaten anything since yesterday? I should have agreed when Martha offered me some ramen, at least.

As he stretched out on the soft couch, he breathed out deeply and sent a cloud of fragrant smoke into the air. Logan Castillejo is a well-known member of the Foedus Corp, which is a well-known mafia group. Taking people's lives is a job that he does with ease and grace. Logan was born into a wealthy and politically influential family, so he grew up with a lot of money and comfort. He quickly and easily gets what he wants. Logan always gets what he wants, no questions asked. The way he lives his life is based on this philosophy. He is an only child, so everything comes to him easily and he lives a very comfortable life.

The man to his right screamed and eventually threw up at the same time, not able to process what had happened or why it had happened. CJ sat there in complete terror that Adira was able to kill a man without getting her hands dirty, by now he knew that he was no longer in the midst of Adira his junior but Adira the mafia Queen. "So... Are you ready to talk or do I have to kill the second guy too?" Adira asked as nothing had happened. "N-n-n-No boss! please! Tell her what she wants to know! Boss!" The man cried out. "Shut the fuck up. I'm trying to think." CJ snapped at him.

The badass bîtch young woman yelled. Valerie stared at the young woman who looked just like her age and inwardly rolled her eyes at her then slowly stood up. She was about to leave the room when the young woman began talking again. "I asked you a question oh wait" The badass lady narrowed her eyes at Valerie. "You're the newest slave if I'm not wrong. You are the one whose brother dared to steal from our capo m de la mafia (meaning mafia boss in Mexico). I guess it's a family type of thing because now you're making out with the underboss after sleeping with the mob boss" she rolled her eyes and shook her head.

My irritation grew as he chuckled softly. He took another step closer. Now there was barely space between us. “Then tell me how it works.” “You’re the mafia king,” I said quietly. “You order people around.” “And you obey?” “No.” “Yet you're standing here, right in front of me.” His gaze was intense, making my heart race. “Because I want answers.” “And if I don’t give them?” “Then I’ll find them myself.” A slow smile appeared on his face. “Dangerous promise.”

"Oh, yes. I would love to eat some Italian spicy chicken sandwich and some antipasti Micah listed her orders out and I breathed out at how much of a meal she had longed to eat. I turned the wheels to enter the other road, increasing the speed of the car. "Gentle Sullivan," Micah called, my name seemed to come off so easily from her mouth. "Yes, Signora," I replied and she chuckled. "Tell me why is Adam getting married so soon? He doesn't seem to like the idea." She started a conversation calling Adam like someone who had known him for months. "That is how mafia business works. We deal with marriages, childbirth, and money to settle a long-term enmity." I replied. Ignoring her questions would

And for a moment, I just stood there, the silence pressing against the door like the world outside was trying to shove its chaos back at me. What the hell was that? I walked back inside, dragged a hand through my hair,trying to make sense out of what just happened, but nothing seemed to make sense, so i reached for my phone. There was only one person who could make that scene make sense: Marco. The call connected at second ring. “Marco,” I said flatly, “who the hell was the woman you sent to my room last night?” Marco was silent for some seconds before he spoke confused. Genuinely confused.