Bring It On My Mafia Life Novels & Stories

He demanded, as he stood on a little stage by the left hand side of the room. "A All of you are somehow apart of our mafia, whether it's from being apart of the main branch or being an affiliate" Kai was almost reminding them. "So, remind me of our most definite rules" Kai grinned with a sadistic smile. "Our mafia before love, Our mafia before life, The only way out, is to die" I chanted along with Dante and Kaylo who had joined us. The chant was a little cliche in my opinion but it made Kai ecstatic.

He was ruthless, but he had his standards. But, this was not the life Mia had asked for. She did not beg to be on earth to be maltreated by her parents then sold to a Mafia boss. I knew that being a member of the Mafia was very dangerous. Mia's life was always at risk for the rest of her life whether she chose to remain in the Mafia or leave. I felt sad for her, but I could not save her because I was going to be part of the Mafia family soon.

Sold to a mafia—to a mafia boss, I didn’t expect it to lead to a new phase of my life full of love. .. .. .. .. .. .. T H E E N D . . .

"I can't imagine anyone hurting you when I'm in your life. I couldn't tolerate that night too, when I tried to wake you up from the unconsciousness and you didn't, I nearly felt that I lost you. When I took you to the doctor, he refused to admit you, because I didn't have a single penny in my pocket, for your treatment! All you were like lying on the stretched and trembling in the fever. You don't have any idea love, how much I felt helpless, weak, powerless that day! That I couldn't protect the love of my life. The lover in me failed miserably. That day I realized the value of money in life " He gazed at her in a firm confident voice. "My Abbu's name saved you, in an instant doctor admitted

he ask while we walk out of his house. I look at him like he's stupid "I'm not apart of the mafia I am the mafia," I say. He raises an eyebrow at me. "okay, maybe I'm not the mafia but I am a mafia queen I was born into the mafia so I'm mafia by blood," I tell him. he nods his head in understanding. "but seriously I am the mafia technically because Luca is the King of all mafia and he is the mafia so technically I am the mafia," I say trying to convince Blake but it didn't seem to work cause all he did was bust out and laugh. I pout a little and go over to Luca and I's car. "

You have the Mafia, and I have the Bratva, so I’ll advise you to watch your back, brother, because I’m coming for you, and I’m bringing fury and hell along with me. Mia is mine, she has always been, and she would always be. I know her more than you ever will, and I know she will come running back into my arms because she loves me. I know all about her, I know what she desires and I know how to pleasure her and make her happy. I understand her body better than you, I can make her scream in desire and bring her to orgasm. I’ve been doing it for years, brother. So don’t ever think that one night with her is going to change anything!

To say I was shocked was an understatement. What the fuck was that? “My blood is in this,” he said, holding it out to me. “If you drink, you take me into you—my life, my death, my secrets. There is no taking it back.” Looking at the men in front of me, I realized there was no room for hesitation, even a little. They were waiting for doubt so they could call all of it off. I didn’t understand what they had to do with the mafia but I had to show I was brave and ready.

He chuckled, sipped his beer, " It's fine. Mafia hot blood, huh? But I loved the fact that you beat their asses while I couldn't." Smiling, I ordered a beer for myself, the deal with the Vitale wasn't sitting well inside me. I was sure that it was going to lead me into trouble. I spoke after grabbing my beer, " It's just.. instinct. We are used to it, you know." Nathan hummed with a small smile, asking after keeping his tone down, " So tell me..why does this Mafia lady need me?" My stomach knotted into a tight knot. I hated the discussion regarding Viktor's death. It was the same day that I lost my child and lost my ability to get pregnant again. The doctor gave me only a 10% chance that I c

Rule six: Brode Ramsden shall not enter the kitchen, bathroom, or any other private area without Evelyn Winchester's explicit consent. * * * For my own safety, I filled page after page. What he'd done to me that night. I never wanted to go through anything like it again. When I was finished, I read it through. Satisfactory. I knew, realistically, this agreement would have zero legal force. A civilian couldn't exactly compel a mafia Don to sign a non-aggression pact. But it was a statement. A line drawn. It was me telling him: I will not be controlled.