Bos Mafia Cantik Novels & Stories

Fabio starts talking but I quickly cut him off. "There will be four Mafia bosses as our witnesses, Carlos, Nikolai, Alessio, and You. After the signing, we will proceed to the biggest party of the year at my strip club to celebrate our new beginnings. During that party Fabio, you will do one more thing for me... " I whisper, moving forward as I silently stare into his eyes. The man stares back and after a minute or so, he finally nods in understanding. "Have I ever told you how proud I am of you? " Fabio stands up and sits back in his previous position.

His body began is wonderful raised both her legs around his legs as she sat above his hip; Kiara leaned on the soles of her palms to look with admiration for the predicament which is the same sign it! Only who can convince a mafia organization ANGLO Tomse largest leader in Miami to tie the handcuffs in the head of the bed! "Well Kiara; I have fun and Houdeta your time now the jaws of my bonds?!" Kiara smiled cunningly his words; Is learning that he is serious by the tone of his voice with strong passive and this is delaying the launch of his hands to be free of restrictions!

Estevan quickly carried her like a bride and ran her to the car. "Should we make a baby too?" Gabe whispered to Larisa. "Why not?" Larisa said seductively before kissing Gabe again. "You really know how to captivate me," Gabe uttered before pulling her closer to him. That is the story of how Larisa Castellan captivated the Mafia Boss. Sometimes, what we planned is not happening. But what we didn't plan is what's happening. And sometimes, we just have to go with what our fate is before the best things happen.

Robert leans against the chair and snap his hands at one of his men that follows them to the VIP club. " Tequila for me , take the girls order." Robert tells him. " Water. Thanks." The emotionless man nods and leaves. Elsa look at the other man at the end of the room. She thought they were gonna be alone. " Don't drink it." Radon says sternly on the mic. Elsa smile at Robert and stare at his physique. Mobsters are always handsome and it's annoying. The top buttons of his dress shirt are out. A snake or probably a dragon tattoo inked on his skin. He's well built and look barely intimidated by anyone.

Not one looked free. She caught whispers as they passed: “That’s him… “The Gun” .” “The Butcher of Moscow…” “Didn’t know he attended with women now.” Mia kept her chin high. She wouldn’t shrink for these people. She wouldn’t be paraded like some arm piece though she could feel Gun’s eyes sweep over her now and then, like checking she hadn’t run. They settled at a wide obsidian table set for eight. One by one, men began to arrive. Italian, Russian, Colombian, even a pale, sharp-eyed man from Tokyo.

" What's your name? " " Samantha " The lady replied with a soft tiny voice. She look away from Maximo for some seconds,not wanting to get completely mesmerized by the beauty she saw in those eyes of the Italian Mafia Boss. He was sitting still on the couch in his spacious, grandiose living room with a Cuban cigar on his lips. He wore a thick black jacket that fell and was swirls on top of the ever expensive boots he wore. There is nothing one might compare to the beauty in Maximo's steady eyes that morning.

We drank, and she had come begging for a taste of my dick, and I gave her hot, more than she could handle. She swung and spun around the pool like a professional, her ass swinging around with her. The fun part is that she is always naked, unlike other strippers who will wear pants and a bra. She finished dancing and walked off the stage without glancing at anyone. “Let the banquet begin,” Father announced from the head table, his smirk aimed in my direction. I looked at him with a stern face. He must announce the start of the ceremony since he is the most powerful mafia ever known in Italy. Father is the head of La famiglia Oscura, the deadliest mafia.

De Luca was probing for a crack in the armor. Dante didn’t react. He kept his posture, didn’t let a single line on his face betray anything. “And what of it?” Luca smiled—a flash of white teeth in the dim light. “Well, it’s curious. Because they also say she was the prima ballerina of the Bolshoi. And that the Bratva doesn’t look kindly on one of the most powerful men in the ‘Ndrangheta kidnapping one of their girls.” Silence. Dante calmly lifted his glass, took a sip, and set it down without breaking eye contact.

The older woman said. "Miss...Miss Mia?! You are calling Mia Miss? And you are a personal maid? I cannot believe this. I just can't believe this. What have you done to Marco, Mia? Why did you turn him into a man who is willing to listen to whatever rubbish that comes out of your mouth? Marco is not the Marco that I know and fell in love with. He is not the man that you have made him become. do you know that he has a lot of responsibilities and that they are a lot of people are depending on him? if you turn in into your personal errand boy who listens to everything that you say and who even gives you a maid just because you want it what is going to become of the entire mafia organisation and

"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.