Novel & Cerita Falling For My Ex's Mafia Dad Read Online Free

“The heck! Nathalie. Can’t you do one right thing.” I grunted under my breath as the girl daring enough to look straight into my eyes was blackmailing me. That’s another thing I was secretly admiring about her. No one… no one in the past decades had dared to even look at my face but she appeared to be an exception. Didn’t she feel afraid of it? “Your son is a so-called gay!” The words spurted out of her didn't sound as bad. But I was disappointed in my own son, who acted so dumb around people. Sometimes I wondered if he was even my son. The heir of the most feared mafia don.

I have to maintain this level of anger and bitterness to drive him to do whatever it takes to bring Xavi back home. When my hands tremble so hard, I can barely hold a glass of water without spilling it, I allow Sebastian to give me a mild sedative. As much as I blame my husband, I blame myself. What did I expect marrying a crime lord? Just because he holds an Ivy League MBA and runs a successful hedge fund company the fundamental truth remains the same. I willingly married a mafia boss and now I’m paying the ultimate price that a parent can. Or rather, our son is. I allow the Adderall to take effect, taking the edge of my agony and despair. I force myself to focus on the positive.

I laughed dryly while lifting the bottle to my lips once more. “What’s wrong dad? Not the perfect girl, am I?” My brothers looked taken aback. I grinned, stumbling from the bar stool. The bar had roughly closed an hour ago so it was just Sal, Koa, my brothers and me. “I’m sorry that I don’t want to be a mob wife. I hate how I’m looked at. Just some pathetic little girl who fell for your right-hand’s son!” I shouted to no one in particular. Dom walked up to me, trying to guide me outside. I flung myself away from him.

Some are good changes others are overwhelming. For starters being a dad is nice but I didn't expect to be one. The mafia is literally mine to run. The paperwork keeps piling up. Hell setting up Amy's funeral was hard enough that I couldn't even tell Elizabeth that Xavier had a child and with that, I'll take it to the grave

“I-I hated my family for a reason, Hailey. I wanna tell you everything because now there is no secret between us” “Go on” I smiled and he nodded. “My family… my dad, he was also in Mafia earlier. But after he lost a war between him and the other Mafia, which was run by… Nicholson’s… I mean, your dad…” I looked at him shocked. My dad was in Mafia? “C-Continue” I hesitantly said. “You can stop me if you want, okay?” I nodded. “He… he lost and then was left with nothing. He had no money. So, he… he sold me to your dad”

While we tried to regain our breathing I looked at the place where just a moment ago Sidney was sitting and I chuckled when I realized she caused the movement a moment ago when she fled to avoid our romantic scene. Vicky told me her secret but now was my time to relieve my soul. "Vicky, I have a secret of my own to tell you." She stiffened at my words but gave me a nod to continue. I took a deep breath and dove right into it. "Years before we met, your father was working for the mafia. He made some wrong conditions and the past boss had him killed. I joined the mafia to get the protection me and my mother needed. Gabriel told me about your father and the plans the boss man had with you. To h

Honestly, that felt like the best news I'd heard today, right after learning my mom's surgery was finally covered. Maybe, just maybe, my luck was turning around after all. Jake took a step closer, lowering his voice to a growl. "Don't fucking gloat. You have no idea who you're dealing with, do you? My uncle isn't just rich. He's the boss of bosses. If you value your life, stay out of our business." Yeah, yeah, this jerk still had no idea I'd known his uncle was a mafia boss. I stared at him, speechless for a heartbeat, then let out a humorless laugh. "You seriously think I have the time or desire to complain about how much of a jerk you are? Please. I'm here because Mr. Marlowe asked me to w

"I know I haven't been perfect, Evelina, but I promise to spend every day earning your trust and love.” “Oh goddess, if only Mel were awake to hear this!” Mama blew her nose loudly into the tissue. “Evelina, this man is perfect! Better than I ever could have imagined for you. I’m so happy you found each other and have fallen in love.” “He really is perfect,” Aunt Janet agreed, nodding her head. “He also gets extra points for never wanting to reject his mate. Mel would agree if she were awake.” “He’s a mafia boss! A criminal!” Dad blustered. “He kills people!”

She ran hastily towards the kitchen, her long, thick brown hair bouncing against her back as she rushed off in excitement. Marcus was known for his charming look, and the most handsome son among the Mafia’s sons. A devastating combination of wealth, looks, and danger. Women were drawn to him like moths to a flame. Almost every other night, he was seen with a different woman, whisking them into luxury hotels or having drinks poured in dimly lit lounges that knew him too well.