Claimed By The Mafia Don Novels & Stories

She started stroking slowly, trying to stay clinical, but her mind was racing. Dante watched her face. “You can ask me. I’ll tell you the truth.” Her pussy flooded with heat. Fear and something much darker mixed together between her legs. She pressed her thighs together and kept stroking him. “You’re not just a patient,” she said quietly. “You’re… more than that.” Dante’s cock thickened slightly in her hand. “What am I, Doctor Voss?” Elara’s voice dropped to a whisper. “They call you Don Moretti. The youngest mafia don in the city. You control half the underground businesses. People disappear when they cross you.”

He picked it up after the first ring. "My beautiful girl, I trust you have good news for me, yes?" Don Casillas's raspy voice said through the phone, and I felt bile rise in my throat. I reminded myself several times why I was doing what I was about to do. Don Casillas was the leader of the most powerful mafia in all America. What I was about to do might as well be a death sentence. I curse myself for being so stupid to take on this job, but I curse myself even more for taking it for a boy I knew I never loved a long time ago.

He never fucking liked me and I did nothing to earn his approval because I would never get it. l am Alessia Ferrari the Don of the Italian mafia. Father only passed it down to me because he is dying and he has no male heirs, which is quite unfortunate for the bastard. He did not even have any illegitimate sons despite the fact that he fucked day in and day out. He hated watching me take over his mafia, making it mine, making the power mine. But I never asked for this life.

Most men make their way out of the building as Don Marino was nicknamed "The Don of Dons", the man became ruthless after his wife and daughter died. He walks up to Emily and kisses her on both cheeks. " Mia," he says lovingly. He eyes Giovanni up and down, the latter lost for words. "As many of you know, my late wife and daughter were killed due to this man's actions. He has held my Mia captive since she was 17 years old. She has now decided to take over the Marino family business! My Mia! The new Don!" He exclaims. August stands there, astounded. Was this Emily's plan? It didn't make sense at all. She just outed herself as the granddaughter of the most powerful mafia Don in Sicily. How woul

Vittore spoke, joining the tip of his fingers together. I nodded. He continued, "Your father wanted to ensure that the continuity of the Mafia Dons were through his lineage, which is why he imputed the marriage condition." "I know," I said, "Which is why I've called all of you. I've taken a decision. The donship will not go to Sergio. I'll be announcing my marriage next meeting." . Vittore Savonelli pulled me aside after the adjournment. He was a stocky man in his early forties, sporting a huge white beard that added to his scary look. He was also my father's loyal friend and right hand man.

"No! How can I just climb on your back? Moreover, there's an injury on your arm." JK yells, "Just shut up and do as I say!" "No, I won't! Why are you showing me mercy now?" "I have never seen a stubborn girl like you." Grabbing her hand forcefully, he makes her lean on his back. "This man, seriously! How long are you going to force me? Will you ever let me live peacefully? When will you stop all this?" "When you love me more than I do." "I'll never fall for you." "You won't have to do it, baby. It will happen automatically. Just wait and see." "Yeah, yeah, whatever. Walk as soon as possible; I'm so hungry." "It's high time to learn how to control your hunger." "Yah, I've never seen a stupid

The way they had stopped whatever they were talking about and paid attention to him surprised me. They were talking about some mafia stuff and I stood there looking like a lost puppy I still hadn't come to terms with the fact that my life was now constantly in danger because I was married to the mafia don. I don't think anyone could. "And who is this little piece of candy that's been standing here ?" A man spoke up causing everyone to look at me and I just stared at my own two feet. "She's not important" I looked at Julius with wide eyes. "So I can go show her some moves on the dance floor?"

Does this mean, mom is also aware of this too? "Is mom also aware that you're a Mafia?" I asked the same question running through my head. "I was a Mafia, not anymore. And yes, your mom knows that I was one before we got married" "Dad! What are you saying?!" "Years ago, while I was 16 years old, I got kidnapped with my best friend, Lucian by a mafia leader, Christopher. He was the most dangerous Mafia in the whole world then. We got kidnapped and were trained for four years to become Mafia. Christopher suddenly develop a love for me because I took out all plans effectively then one day, he announced he was going to pass the throne to me. He would like to step down because he wasn't feeling t

he continued, each sentence tightening the knot in my throat. I gulped, feeling as though I had swallowed a heavy lump, a mix of fear, anguish, and a newfound understanding of the immense challenges we faced. "Why don't you just get rid of her?" I mustered the courage to ask, a spark of defiance igniting within me. "Sofia has always held value within my mafia. Let's just say she's willing to carry out certain tasks that even my own men won't undertake. On the other hand, you, my dear, hold no such value to me. I'm sure you can deduce which one of you I would be more inclined to eliminate," he coldly responded, his words cutting through me like a sharpened blade. I fought back the urge to gla

Chapter 2 Angelo; In my world, traitors and snitches are a deadly sin. Unforgivable except through death. I am Angelo Fabian. The number one ruthless Mafia Don in the whole fucking casino. And everyone, I mean, every single fucking individual knows not to mess with me. Standing in front of the three dimwits kneeling before me, rage surged in me as I corked the gun. "Now, are you willing to tell me why the hell none of you bastards have captured that traitor? Do I have to rip your tongue off before I get a goddamn explanation?"