Novel & Cerita Dark Mafia Romance Book

But the again, I never knew the standards of the bastard. “Yes, and most of the conversation would be including ideas, which you want to be yours” I said raising an eyebrow. Lorenzo frowned at my change of attitude, but toning my mood down, I sat on the chair and glared at him “the hotels, especially the Romanov line, would not be associated with any of your businesses. I do not have them as mafia safe grounds, but they do run by their own rules and security” “But them being safe grounds would give you a better income”

Amy was rendered speechless; how did Antonio know all of this? She takes a step back from him and holds her hand up in surprise, “Crime lord? What, like the Russian mafia or something?” she asks with a frown and a flicker of something flashed in his eyes when she said the word ‘mafia’. He nods slowly, “That’s exactly what the Bratva is and now Dimitri has staked his claim on you.”

What would happen when she gets separated from her mysterious love? What would happen when she finds out her true identity? *** Loving A Mafia (Book 5)- Upcoming I wasn't raised like a brat who wanted to have everything she liked nor as a saint who would let go of anything or anyone close to my heart. The moment my eyes landed on Dimitri Ivanov, I fell in love with him, but I also knew he was off-limit. My family would never approve of a mafia for me. On top, he wanted to do nothing with me because he was interested in my brother's Girlfriend. That's why he forced her into marrying him, but I tricked him and got married to him.

he said, demanding and angry, and it was sexy to hear him jealous. I wanted to smirk. I wonder if he knew I was earlier with Bryce in my dreams and the janitor's closet. I tried to tell him to fuck off, but I knew I needed to play along because he was one of the sons of the mafia lord, and Bryce was too, and they were both best friends. I must stay close to them, get the information I need, and have my fantasies come true simultaneously. What's wrong with a bit of playtime, huh I thought with a smug smile. I was in my thoughts, and I felt him getting annoyed with me for ignoring him; I yelped when I felt him bite harder on my neck.

"Why are you harassing him?" "Who am I?" The rude man uttered, brushing his fingers against his chin, looking relaxed. "I am Oliver Davies, the leader of 'The Dragon'. You have heard of that name, right?" He smirked, looking into the girl's eyes. Lucia gasped upon hearing the name. The Dragon was the most vicious mafia gang in England and were addressed as monsters by normal people. It was said that if The Dragon laid their eyes on something, then they would go to any lengths to get hold of it.

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I ripped off his shirt and my suspicions became true. He had the insignia of the Russian Mafia which means the attempted rape was planned. I walked towards the whisky cabinet content to let Lorenzo handle it but when he became cockier I got tired. With a glass of whisky in my hand,I moved towards the duo. Right in front of them,I gulped it down. It trailed down my lips and disappeared in the middle of my breasts. I could see Lorenzo's eyes follow them down the trail they made before he visibly gulped. "Who sent you", Lorenzo asked in that deep voice of his that sent vibrations and shivers all over my body.

My fingers brushed along the cracked leather as I ran through the lot, stopping at one in particular. It had a jet-black cover. No title. Just the silver crest pressed into the leather, a wolf enveloped by thirteen daggers. I cautiously pulled the book from its place. A cloud of dust billowed up into the air. The weight of it alone reminded me why De Luca only touched this book when no other option remained. I stared at the black cover for a moment. I hated this book. Hated what it represented. The De Lucas of the previous generation ruled in suspicion. Through fear. Through blood. I would never turn into that.

I wanted to know what kind of sin could pull a man from an altar back into the blood-soaked world of the mafia, but I knew it was outside my bounds to ask. "Why do you think something would go wrong?" I asked instead. Curiosity got the better of my fear, and my palms began to sweat. A quiet panic started to set in. Dario was planning to crash the event to enact a petty, cruel revenge for his college humiliation, but Roman was here under their father's orders to ensure the night went flawlessly. What the hell had I gotten myself into? Did Roman already know about Dario’s plan? Was that the real reason he was here? To stop his brother?

Speaking to Leya, she spoke not like a woman of heart, but a woman of steel. "Tonight we stole his wealth. Tomorrow, his shame will be ours. And in good time, we'll demonstrate to the world what Samuel Blackwood can do." The sisters lay still in thickening, darkening silence. Out of anger and loss, between them, they created something new: purpose. And far away, in his glass and stone citadel, Samuel sat in darkness, a monarch over concealed wolves. The Black Ledger was. And it was only the beginning.