Falling For The Mafia Don Novels & Stories

I had been trying to figure out what the next move would be when the lights went off. Now, I am awake. My vision swam and both my wrists ached. What was I doing being tied up? My head throbbed as I mentally asked myself that question. I heard a quiet snicker and trailed my eyes ahead. Wherever I was, I wasn't alone. A man sat across from me. He wasn't just any man. He was Don Romano. I knew him. Everyone did.It was common knowledge that Don Romano was the head of the Romano family, one of the most powerful men in the Italian Mafia.

A baritone voice says as a cloth is placed over my mouth I try to struggle but my limbs feel weak as my eyes close shut Not Again! I groan as I open my eyes. looking around I'm in an office tied to a chair i try to untie the ropes but all to no avail The door opens and a man walks in he sits down and looks at me with his cold eyes "I see you're awake"He says smilling evily "Who are you?"I question glaring daggers at the man. "I'm the man that killed your dear husbands mother"The man says shocking me "And now I'll kill you and take my rightful place as Mafia Don"He says laughing like all evil maniacs do in movies

She sat down on my bed and I let out a little laugh "I know. I've just not had the chance to talk to my parents or anyone and since I'm not allowed to leave seeing them wasn't an option. Julius said I was in some kind of danger" I rolled my eyes and I heard her laugh. i just stared at her. "I'm sorry Vera. You married into a mafia family and now ur the wife of the now mafia don meaning your life would be in constant danger" I had my suspicions there were in the mafia ever since the day dad told me they could ruin him. The luxurious mansion added to my suspicions but she just confirmed it. "It's okay mother. It's all worth it "

chris 's pov i am currently in a meeting with three other dons which constite the four dons .The four dons were created since the the beginning of the mafia and it contains the four most powerful mafias. The Italian mafia which is I, the American mafia stephano Gonzalez, The Russian mafia Nickolai volkov and the Irish mafia Leonard Peterson. "Chris what exactly is your plan at this point because we except you to get married soon tne stability of tje four dons" stephano said looking at me sipping his whiskey .

"I'm so lucky to have you doll. Your my life you know? That's what la mia vita means And without you I wouldn't be able to survive. I know it sounds cliché and I'm being silly but I wouldnt be able to live without seeing your smile Your beautiful face every time I wake up Your messy buns Your red hair Your cute blush and your fiesty attitude. I want to wake up to your face every single morning of my life. I am so happy you're mine" He smiled down at me and I could see a pool of emotions in his eyes. Love he had just for me His doll. I cuddled closer to him taking in his scent as he wrapped his hands around my naked body Being the Mafia Don's wife has been the best thing to ever happen to me.

she continues, her eyes locked on mine, “above all things in the world – the reason I left you with David Thompson to pursue my work – is to have the mafia wiped off the face of the planet. I want all the dons locked away. I want all of their systems dismantled.” “Why?” I demand, my voice clipped. “So they stop hurting people. Taking advantage of poor families, of young women. Are you aware, Fay?” she asks, her eyebrows shooting up in superiority, “of precisely what industries you support by not turning these men in?” “Not the men I support,” I say dryly, though…well. I guess I don’t know for sure, do I? Kent, I know, doesn’t have his hands in anything like that anymore. But Bianci?

Xavier explained carefully to Angelina, hoping that she would understand and not make a silly mistake. The mafia Don knows how these things work. He knows damn well that if you confront anyone who is involved with murder or anything that will make them go to jail, they'll eliminate you. Well, he's not a stranger to cases like that. For the record, he's the Mafia King. Xavier couldn't believe it when he read the letter. He knows that Pamela can be cunning sometimes. However, he didn't know he could be cunning to the extent of killing someone. Perhaps he underestimated her.

But for now, we embraced the tranquility and joy that Italy had bestowed upon us, savoring every precious moment in each other's company. As news spread of the Italian Don's capture and his subsequent confession, the dynamics within the Italian Mafia underwent a significant shift. The power vacuum left by his downfall was swiftly filled by a new Don, someone who held different values and principles. It was a refreshing change for the Italian Mafia, and a newfound sense of integrity and honor began to prevail.

Headline: _Moretti Mistress? They don’t use my last name. Yet. Then my car tires are slashed in the garage. Then nothing for days. The quiet starts crawling under my skin. Until a white box shows up at the door. No card. Dante opens it. White lilies. He dumps them in the trash without a word. “Stop answering the door,” Luca says that night. “I’m not,” I say. “I’m in the kitchen.” “Exactly,” he says. He starts teaching me to shoot in the basement. Ear protection on.

the guy Don asked shooting him on his other leg, Dylan cried out in pain as his other leg was shot, his bone broken or probably paralyzed. “Don't please” he begged using his hands to draw himself away from Don. “I don’t listen to pleas, you dared challenge me? Your Don? The mafia King? Huh?” He said raising his gun in the air. Wait did he just say Mafia King… A loud gunshot shock me out of my thoughts as Dylan lay on the floor lifeless, I whimpered struggling to get on my feet as I supported myself with the wall, clumsy as I was I hit a container I wasn’t aware was at my back while trying to stand, all the Men including the Mafia king turned their heads to my direction, the Don eyes squinted