Novel & Cerita Accidentally Sexting The Mafia Don

The Don had only told her they were here for business, and the thought of what kind of business they were here for had been haunting her mind. It was no secret that the top mafia clans engaged in sex trafficking. Was Vicenzo part of them? From what she knew, the Lorenzo mafia clan never engaged in such, so was it possible that the Vicenzo, being the king of other mafia clans, engaged in it? Anna couldn’t watch such atrocity being committed right in front of her eyes, and she doubted she would be able to control herself if that were to be the case. Having never been to Madagascar, Anna’s eyes remained fixed outside the window, staring at the large skyscrapers they passed. It was a beautiful c

I brace myself, though I have no idea what I’m bracing for. The first image that appears makes my breath catch. It’s Aaron—my Aaron—shaking hands with a man I don’t recognize, but his sharp Italian suit and the cold smile scream danger. The caption beneath reads: “Aaron King is linked to an Italian mafia trafficking ring. Young women allegedly sold it.” My heart plummets. “No… this isn’t real,” I whisper, my hands trembling as I press them against the edge of the table for support. Kian chuckles, low and dark. “Oh, but it is. And it’s about to go viral. Rita—that name ring any bells?”

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They were worlds apart. I hesitated but nodded. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught Felix eyeing Daniel, a silent warning. Whether Daniel noticed it or not, he didn't show it. He leaned in, his platinum blonde hair falling across his face. For a moment, I found myself captivated by his beauty, almost forgetting I was speaking to a man. But his next words snapped me back to reality. “Alexander is a mafia don. A very dangerous one who kills without remorse. Drug trafficking, money laundering, murder, assassinations, arms smuggling, bribery, corruption—anything evil you can think of, you can link it to him. Alexander is a devil from hell, I tell you!”

I yelled and stormed away. "I was drugged." He blurted before I touched the doorknob. "What?" I gasped and turned around to see him with his head buried in his hands. "I know. How could I, a soon-to-be mafia don, be drugged by an ordinary woman? I'm a f*cking disgrace, but it's true. I was... Beatrice drugged and took advantage of me." He confessed.

My parents came all the way from a small town in Texas to New York just to talk about our wedding plans. But my fiancé—the Rossi family's Don—was late. My mom smiled, trying to comfort me. "Traffic's probably just bad. It's okay, your dad and I can wait a bit longer." That "wait" lasted three hours. I called him a fifth time before he finally picked up. Marcello didn't even sound apologetic. "Someone broke into Valerie's apartment. She's terrified and won't stop crying. I have to stay and calm her down." I went quiet. This wasn't the first time. Valerie always found some excuse to drag Marcello away from me, and Marcello always gave me the same line: "She's like a little sister to me. Stop

Drugged by my fiancé and my best friend. Dragged into the penthouse of New York’s most ruthless Mafia Don. But instead of panicking, my tight nerves finally let go. I'm finally home. My fiancé thought the drugs fried my brain. He grabbed my jaw roughly. "Listen up, bitch. Our gang's port smuggling route depends entirely on tonight!" "Word is Cassian's been looking for a woman with a specific butterfly birthmark. The one on your collarbone should fool him." "Serve him like the slut you are. Make him happy. Once the deal is done, I'll even toss you a few stacks of cash." My best friend stroked her red lips and giggled. "Yeah! Getting into the Don's bed is a blessing. Don't act like a prude. On

CHAPTER 4 VITTORIA'S POV. I feel like my soul is getting out of my body right now. How did I end up committing such a big mistake? Now, I'm not just accidentally married to some random person, but I'm stuck in a marriage to Marcello Giordano, the cold and ruthless Mafia kingpin who doesn't think twice before snapping someone's head off in seconds of being offended. I know him very well. Of course, everyone in New York City knows a lot about him, but only a few have ever set eyes on him, if not for anything, for the fact that he's the first face on the FBI's most wanted list of criminals.

"You're here because Jake told us you needed some money, look sweetie we ain't giving you any until it's earned...I see my brother already gave you 800 so let's put that to use shall we...oh and this is a mafia" What the fuck did I get myself into? "Jake...Jake the bartender" I asked and he nodded. Jake was supposed to be my friend not send me to a mafia to make money by having sex with this horny asshole. "I'm not having sex with you" I said stepping back from the bed and closer to the opened window. A way out... "Yes you are" With that I jumped out of the window falling onto a bush that helped me not break any bones. Fuck that hurt.

His thumbs were flying across his phone screen, typing blind. He didn't even need to look down. Another message popped up. [I love you.] My heart stopped. Just...stopped. Picturing Cassius, the handsome, terrifying Don of the Falcone family, those three words suddenly became very real. This wasn't some online fantasy anymore. It was a real-life mafia Don telling me, "I love you." My face flushed instantly. My heart pounded so hard I was sure I was caught. Wait. Last night he answered that accidental video call, heard Elena scream my name, saw the club in the background...