All Mine(a Mafia Escapade) Novels & Stories

“You are now bound to me, there’s no turning back. You could never run away anymore.” I gave him a wide grin. “Then, be my guest, Achilles Coleman.” “I would love to be chained to this billionaire mafia in front of me.”

Wilma asked, laughing. She looked at her watch and cursed under her breath when she saw that it was only two in the afternoon. Yeah right, no club would be open for them and even if there was, she wouldn't enjoy it because there were only two of them. So they spent their entire time watching a movie. The movie was boring, but because her friend was talkative, it was still fun. They left the mall late and had dinner there. She already turned her phone off because she didn't want to be disturbed. It was seven when they reached Club Inferno. It's been a while since she had been in this kind of place. She never really goes to places like this often before.

Don't leave out any details! That seemed to be the only way. Jonathan gritted his teeth, shook his head helplessly, and walked with the crowd to the surveillance room. He played the CCTV footage, then he slowly pulled his phone out of his pocket and dialed Alexander's number, his voice vaguely shaking. "Mister Kane, the Walbeer family has committed a most solemn offense. Vinicent has escaped." ... Escaped? Meanwhile, in the ninth mining area of the Wafford Mining Corporation. Alexander drove a bulletproof Mercedes Benz S600 out of the entrance of the mining area. His fingers flew into the central control screen and operated it quickly, following the map navigation as he drove toward Sullivan

Chapter Five Damian’s Perspective The atmosphere in the room was thick with unease as I clasped Lena’s delicate hand, her fingers trembling slightly within my grasp. I was determined to extricate her from this oppressive environment—away from Sophia and the escalating turmoil that threatened to engulf us. My mind raced, strategizing our escape, when my gaze inadvertently drifted to the expansive, ornately framed window overlooking the driveway. I stopped in my tracks as a sleek, black sedan drew to a halt outside. The familiarity hit me like a hammer blow. All too well did I know the car and the man it bespoke.

He rescued her and now he can't let her go... Giovanni de Luca, a Beverly Hills born mobster climbing the ladder to success. He will do anything to protect his family and ensure their successful name throughout L.A. When he meets Rosalia Bernardi, a gorgeous young woman from Palermo, things change dramatically. It's not only him and his family he has to protect now but also the young life of Rosalia. The pair commence a rollercoaster ride they can't seem to get off especially because Giovanni is in the Mafia.

Mina leaned forward, “there is even one man who runs a Russian organization, and he is Algernon’s closest friend. He keeps a yacht docked around here somewhere and he tells everyone I am his long-lost daughter. I’m not worried about Liborio Bartoli. I have a Frenchman and a Russian to protect me and everyone who knows Algernon professionally knows I am his assistant. Nobody would dare come for me. If your silly little Italian boss wants to listen to me shower, let him.” With that, Mina took the keycard from Presley’s fingers and her bags and stomped off in the direction of the elevator. “What was all that about?” Cruz asked out the side of his mouth. “I don’t even know,” she whispered back

Plenty of women wanted to climb into his bed. But Massimo had coldly rejected her. The woman was furious, feeling humiliated by a low-level soldier. And just like that, our forbidden love began. The Mafia principessa and the street soldier, the stuff of dark, tragic legends. But we were addicted, willing to risk it all.

Two days after Adrian gave her the freedom to leave her room and walk around the house including going to the office with him, Mia found the opportunity to go to his underground base with him. She had just stepped out of her room to go for a walk around the house to clear her head and think of a way out of her predicament when she met Adrian coming out of his room with Lucas. Both of them were dressed in black slacks and black button up shirts and there was a dangerous air around them. It was already late since Adrian worked an extra hour at work so she knew that they could only be going to one place dressed like that. A meeting with his mafia's patterns or his underground base.

Two other unsaved numbers and a couple of messages from previous whores. Talk about actions having consequences. Maybe it's finally time I changed my phone number. "Are you asleep?" I lay down on the cold bed, and blankly stare at the ceiling. "Of course, it's 3 am. Is everything okay?" He yawns and I can tell it is forced. Always dramatic. "I am in trouble man, I finally found her" "Aren't you happy? You have been all over the world for that girl?" "She is different and mad about my lifestyle you know...women"

She says something, laughing awkwardly and he leans in for an attempt to kiss her again. Again? Man, you have to be desperate. Take the goddamn hint. She hesitates, but kisses him back. A very short, fast one that doesn't even count as a fucking kiss. "Boss?" I hear someone by the door. "Hm?" I hum along, my eyes still fixed on how that guy is staring at her tits, not having enough decency to even pretend so. She deserves better. When the person doesn't reply, I turn my head and see Donovan, a member of my mafia. "The shipments, boss." He takes a moment to see if he has my complete attention before continuing, making me realize it's some type of bad