All Mine(a Mafia Escapade) Novels & Stories

I rake my eyes down and notice just how clean cut his outfit is and notice just how expensive it looks, I may have been out of the rich game for a while but I still know my fashion and my labels and this guy is definitely wearing both. “So now that you have my name, Do I get to know yours?” I ask him but before I could I hear a bunch of broken glass hitting the ground and I quickly turn around and see Kevin looking over at us with pure fear in his eyes, I furrow my eyebrows and follow his gaze which lands on him, the handsome stranger but as soon as my eyes land on him again, his lips are curved up in pure amazement almost as if he’s having fun and before I knew it he places his mug back dow

no, activate for me. Hello My Prince, Good evening sir, Good evening my Prince. Sir, I was kidnapped this night by the group they called themselves the Mafia. They couldn’t execute me as they were contracted to do I want to find out if it could be possible to go to the scene with me tomorrow so that you can brief the media.

and left the office. “Ughhh!” I said as I tossed the paperweight from the table. This is getting out of control. Someone is conspiring against my Mafia. Who? Nobody knew! My fiancée was injured by someone named Scar! I don’t even know who the fuck is that person. Moreover, I have goods stolen from me. I grabbed my phone and dialed Adrian’s number. “Boss,” he said after one ring. “Any news?” I inquired.

My heart starts beating fast, I should probably go get it checked out, it has been beating a lot faster lately. Everyone? "Excuse me, who is 'everyone'" i ask him, increasing my pace to catch up to him. "Important people in the mafia, a few people from other Mafias, nothing you can't handle" Nothing.. I can't handle? Rich powerful people acting stuck up to other rich powerful people that's everything I can't handle. You know everything about making Nico fall for me? Forget it. Is it too late to run away? We get to a closed door and he stops. I hear laughter and voices coming from inside

Prolog Suami istri lagi menikmati kemah di malam hari. Suami minta istrinya bercerita kehidupan sebelum mereka bertemu. Istri pun menceritakan semuanya dan bab selanjutnya akan jadi flashback kehidupan si istri. Bab 1

Matteo’s Pov It is not the early morning sun peeking through the blinds and into my eyes that wakes me from the most enjoyable sleep which I’m having with my wife wrapped around me. It is the vibration of my phone. Inhaling a deep breath, I let go of my wife’s body and turn to the side, sorting to reach for the device. Messages from Amir. Amir is a friend of mine who does certain kinds of favors for me. Deadly favors. He has no direct affiliation to the Mafia, but he makes certain to be here whenever I need him.

"I'm very happy being here with you, Clara, and with Lorenzo, even though he's an a**hole at times. And I'm keeping my promise of bursting you out of here so you won't have to marry Silvano." "But you could die? What if we didn't escape? Lorenzo will kill you, and it will be my fault. I'd prefer that you were alive with Michael, no matter how strange he acts, than with me, dead." She sniffled as tears gathered in her eyes. "I'll be fine, Clara. We'll both be fine. Trust me when I say we'll escape from this place. We'll move to another city or even country with our five million each. You'll be free from the mafia life to do whatever we want. You'll see. Just have a little bit of faith." I ass

For the first time, I saw not just the man who controlled everything but the man who would destroy anyone who disrespected me. It made my pussy tingle. I loved a chivalrous man, like Jabari from Entergalactic. Dinner was an endless conversation about mundane things. Every woman at the table was dripping in diamonds and gossip. They smiled with perfect teeth, all wives of mafia lords and crime bosses. “So,” one of them drawled, a brunette with too much perfume and a Cartier bracelet, “how long have you two been… engaged?” Azrael didn’t hesitate to lie. “Six months.”

In my previous life, my mafia husband conspired with his mistress to let me burn alive. I never expected God to give me the chance to live again. This time, I would make the complete opposite choice. I would escape far away and live well. "Mr. Marino said no one from the Moretti family is welcome at his celebratory party." I looked at the burly bodyguard in front of me. His hand rested on the gun holster at his waist, his tone dripping with obvious contempt.

He stopped walking and stared down at me. "What?" I asked confusedly, but he just smiled at me. "Thank you for coming into my life," he said before leaning forward and kissing my lips. Thank you for accepting all of my flaws, Lance. Thank you for being there when I needed you the most. I'm looking forward to our future together. Thank you for being my Mafia Rescuer. I love you. THE END Eltan Storm's story available! Title: My Artistic Mafia Man Elian Storm's story available! Title: My Boss Is In The Mafia?