Dangerous Relationship With Mafia Novels & Stories

A ripple of fear moved through my body at the thought of Michael’s involvement with a group that dangerous. As his second-hand-woman, he’d linked me with whatever he did on the side outside of work. I’d heard enough on the news and seen enough movies to know that the mafia didn’t care who they used as leverage for any situation. I didn’t care as much for myself, but I didn’t want Tanner or my parents involved in any of this. It wasn’t their fault, and I wanted to keep them safe no matter what.

He drops his head as he stares down at his shuffling feet; with a mumble under barely audible words, he softly speaks, “I love you.” And god, it hits me. He is telling the truth. “Then please explain why do you take a different woman every night?” “Because I am scared to commit, I am scared to lose myself in one person. I am scared that if I do, I will lose myself. I cannot lose who I am; I need to be Lucas Lucero. Do you see any other Mafia Boss out there with just one woman on his arm?” “Bullshit, don’t spin me such a lame-ass story. You just like being fucked a different way every night. You love the danger; well, guess what, Lucas?”

Meanwhile in Argentina, Maria, had a very particular visit in Bella Vista, because the men of the Mexican mafia showed up at her house, dressed as an internet fixer, they staged a scene where part of the team was faking a fix, and the main person in charge of that operation talked inside with the young De La Cruz and warned her about the strange orders that the boss sends her to carry out; - The boss knows about your investigation and how risky everything is for you, but you must become very close to Emiliano Romero and control all his movements, do whatever it takes for him to trust you, it is very important right now, I cannot give you more information, because I am not authorized to do so

“But I have other aspirations in life. Becoming a mafia wife was never part of my plan.” “Watch your words when you speak of my son,” Mirella warned without looking at her, her attention fixed on the painting as if each word she spoke was just another stroke of the brush. “Dante isn’t just a simple mafioso, as you say. He is the leader of the ’Ndrangheta. The mere mention of the Bellandi name makes lesser men tremble. Don’t get it twisted, girl.” Her tone was soft, but every syllable carried a sharp edge—a reminder that Svetlana was a foreigner in a world that didn’t belong to her.

“You have no idea who the fuck you are talking to right now. I ought to whip you until you bleed for this disobedient and disrespectful outburst.” Her eyes widened and her mouth went dry as it hung open. Not at his threats but rather the vclaim that he made—his words echoing in her mind. The mafia king? As in the leader of the vicious MMM group from Karachi? Never in a million years had Anissa thought that she would be facing the leader of the most powerful mafia in the country. The identity of the leader of the mafia was kept hidden from the public but his malicious and merciless killings and acts were infamous throughout the country. Anissa wasn’t that much of a news person or a socialite

If I don’t, I am going to lose her. “Get Killian to what?”, she asks me. I watch as her eyes shine in curiosity. She really has no idea how dangerous he can be; Pavlov is a puppy next to Killian. Pavlov has no chance next to him. He is child’s play, while Killian is the real deal. The most dangerous mafia man in New York. Yes, we are best friends, but even I know not to cross him.

But if someone found out, fuck, I am screwed. I an only twenty three and he had offered my hand without even asking me. He never would have asked. The thought of marriage never crossed my mind. Perhaps a couple of times when I was a young girl. But l always imagined of marrying a prince. Not the boss of the American fucking mafia. The American mafia was well known for its reputation of being manipulative and brutal. They were deadly, even was impressed. The mafia boss; I did not know much about, but only his name. I was to be wedded to Ace Hernandez.

"I am the girl you will seek at the request of Mr. Alfred Zeroun Mendrick. Laura Valerie Alexander." But still. The woman's sharp gaze didn't change at all. Even though Laura had already said who she really was. Laura smile evilly and then walked around the woman as she continued to speak. "I'm sure you know who I am. I am the Son of Mr. Aric Alexander. The most feared head of the American Mafia and Damian Mendrick's greatest enemy. And you, you know that, don't you?" "Why are you tying me up like this? You want to kill me because I interfered in your dealings with Mr Alfred and his family? Is that what you want to do?" asked the woman named Zena Mikayla while continuing to stare intently.

Alessio nodded and sat down opposite to her, at the far end of the table, picking up his own glass of liquor. "You don't seem too interested in talking to me," he said. "That's because I am not." "Oh yeah, I am not the kind of person you must have expected-" "You the mafia?" It took everything in Alessio to look just confused and not downright stupefied by the question. "I am sorry?" "My mother, and a lot of pap articles describe you as a dangerous family. What kind of danger are we talking about?" Natalia was fiery. That much was true and Alessio understood and respected that.

she said in fear and Trix smiled stepping forward " this is a mafia's vascinity Alicia, Alex is the leader and the head of this entire building and mafia club you could ever find sit down Alicia, your panics won't solve anything "she said and sat down beside Alicia Alicia looked at her with an open mouth as her head was spinning badly, what has she gotten into? What was she thinking before accepting to be in a relationship with him? Why didn't she see this coming She is in a relationship with a mafia? She is in a relationship with a heartless person? He has a crew and he runs the city in dangerous ways, why didn't she see all this coming?