Bring It On My Mafia Life Novels & Stories

“You don’t want the answer.” “Don’t tell me what I want.” I poured her a glass of water and set it on the desk between us. “The Mafia isn’t a charity, Lucia. It’s a war zone dressed up in Italian suits. Women die here just like men do. Sometimes faster.” “So they were all just… collateral?” I looked her dead in the eye. “Yes.” Her lips parted, disbelief written all over her face.

Oh, who cares where they came from or where the center of their operations is? She began reading through the search results. Occasionally raising an eyebrow. There was no definite information about his age. It was either between fifty to seventy. No photo, either. Apparently, he was pure Italian and had joined the Mafia at eighteen. Rumor was, he killed the previous boss, which led to him becoming the new don. She skimmed through the rest of the information she found on line. Until something caught her attention. The feared Mafia boss allegedly had erectile dysfunction. Oh, dear.

I needed to remember this moment… The very moment they gave up and sacrificed me for the ‘peace’ they couldn’t achieve. Wait. Aren’t they the useless ones? A bitter smirk formed on my lips. Fine! If they won’t give me power, then I’ll take it. Marrying the enemy, huh? It shouldn’t be that hard of a first step.

I turned on my heel, back straight, to the opposite exit where the other women waited. “Oh my God, three million! Who was that?!” “Dang, I think we should be getting a cut of this money.” “I sure as hell hope that wasn’t my boyfriend.” I marched past them and took a seat beside wide eyed Bianca. My guilt overpowered my own problems. “Oh darling.” “I’m supposed to have dinner with a mafia lord. What if he kidnaps me and sells me into prostitution.” Fuck.

But behind closed doors, he was a monster. One night, after his fists left me gasping for air and his threats echoed in my ears, I decided I’d had enough. I’d take back what was stolen. My father’s gang, his empire—it would all be mine. I swore on the ache in my chest and the sting of my cuts that one day, I’d make my uncle pay for every scar he left on my skin and every ounce of grief he shoved down my throat. That dream kept me alive, even as my world shifted yet again. My mother remarried six months later. Lorenzo Marino. The most powerful mafia boss on the East Coast. He took us in, sheltering us under his vast empire.

Maeve Ford after graduating high school decides to leave Cario, Egypt for the united states of America in search of her brother who had gone missing for years, to find some clues which could lead her to her brother, she steals a book sorted out by every illegal syndicate, powerful Clans, and even the Mafia, this makes her become a target, and amidst everything she gets caught up in a misunderstanding, entangled with a cold-hearted Ceo, and with the increasing need to find her brother she goes into a contract marriage with the enemy

For the first time in his life her was afraid, afraid of her opinion of him, afraid of if she would even like him, just afraid. Present Day. It had been two weeks since I graduated from university and moved back home with my parents and brothers. My father, Romero Ramos, is the leader of the Spanish/American Mafia until my eldest brother, Mateo Ramos, takes over next year. My mother, Maria Ramos, was born into the Mafia just like the rest of my family and lastly my second brother, Sebastian Ramos will be my Mateo's second in command for Mateo when he become leader. The there's me, Sofia, I have been involved in offical mafia business since I was sixteen years old, my job is mostly traning ne

Then twenty minutes ago I arrived at the club, so here I am, looking at all the pictures he's showing me. “Are these all you have? I want something more plush and conducive. Secure even.” I want Dawn to live a better life now that I’ve claimed her as mine. Whoever that’s mine should be treated as a queen. That’s how most bratva member and Italian mafia’s treat their woman.

,he asked My heart started beating fast I don't want to Heaven knows I've found this place more than a home I've found a safe zone , away from all my troubles and problems , leaving this place means going back to my problems After I kill Mario,what's next? Abandon my territory , sell it out and go to New York and start a new life ? Will I ever be able to start a new life ? Will I ever be able to leave Mafia completely? Leave Diego? Fuck me

"Thank God the expiry date is ten years long" Walking towards me again, he sat beside me and started opening the ointment when I snatched it from him. "What happened? Let me apply it", he said, gaping at me. "Shhh...", I placed my finger on my lips, enlarging my eyes. "Show me your hands" "My hands are fine. These light injuries can't affect me. I'm......" "I'm Abraham Harris, the mafia boss. I don't get hurt", I mimicked him, making a dirty look as he cracked up.