Novel & Cerita Falling For The Mafia

Oh, my god, I am in way over my head, but it is a rush, a rush that I need, a thrill that I crave. Everything about this man is hot, and he is burning right into my skin. What happens when I fall for a mafia boss. I don't know, but I am sure as hell going to find out. "Fuck Kay," Rob looks me up and down as he greets me, "You are looking hot tonight; I feel I can almost eat you."

Street musicians gladly entertaining the tourists with their organettos and mandolins. Lovers making out in a dark corner, foolish move, Marco Marchetti thought as he walked past the dark alley. The city was beautiful and bustling, but it was also filled with thieves and criminals that were worse than thieves. He knew, he was one of them. The dignified ones though, the ones who didn't see themselves as criminals per se. It was the twisted law that saw and labeled them as criminals. The mafia. It wasn't a crime, it was a business, a business that has been smoothly run by the current Mafia King. A man whom Marco respected and honored. The man who was the main reason why Marco was out in the st

Maeve Ford after graduating high school decides to leave Cario, Egypt for the united states of America in search of her brother who had gone missing for years, to find some clues which could lead her to her brother, she steals a book sorted out by every illegal syndicate, powerful Clans, and even the Mafia, this makes her become a target, and amidst everything she gets caught up in a misunderstanding, entangled with a cold-hearted Ceo, and with the increasing need to find her brother she goes into a contract marriage with the enemy

She needed cash desperately and could only hope to get on Enzo's good side the next day. Her phone dinged, and she picked it up. It was a text from Chiara: *“Couldn’t find shit about the Zade guy, which is fuckin' odd, but one thing is clear—those guys are mafias.”* Alice smiled cunningly when she read the text. She had finally gotten what she wanted. The person behind her mother's death was a high-ranking mafia, just as she and Sergio had suspected. Getting involved with the Vladimirs had been the best thing she had done. How could she not have realized they were mafias when they sent her to the borders of Albania? Only top mafias did business there. She was glad now—time to use their conne

“I have something to tell you.” Lena looked up at me, her eyes wide and filled with an intensity that made my breath catch in my throat. “Go on,” she whispered, her voice soft, urgent. I took a deep breath, preparing myself for the storm that was about to break. "I'm in the mafia," I said, the words heavy in the air. I watched her face, waiting for the reaction, the understanding, the fear. I watched her go pale, her eyes widening, and then, I saw the tears well up in her eyes.

He was hungry for blood and needed the screams or someone pleading for mercy to ease the anger he felt towards life and he has just found the perfect scapegoat. First, the bastard sold her off to become a sex slave just so that he could pay his death and now he was hearing he had molested Arya as a child? Diego had been trouble from the start, swinging from one Mafia boss and gambling house to another, trying to help in dealing drugs so he could gamble away. Always getting himself caught up in one mess or the other. He had not been a responsible father to Arya when her mother had died and he still has the guts to molest her?

After that, he would be successful in penetrating the Russian mafia. The pads of my palm stroked Marianna's hair gently, showering her with a lot of thanks in me. Her giving birth to Cael made me come back to my senses. Thank whoever made her fall into forced labor, might as well be Nina; every disappointment is a blessing after all. Her light snores captured my attention back to her, she is a very beautiful woman. Ecstatic that we ended up with each other, I didn't care what the world thought of us, we would pull through.

"Yeah, the name sounds familiar. If I had to guess, he's probably the head of a big gangster in Brooklyn." Bella closed her mouth. Her guess was the same. His appearance was not far from the gangsters in movies. Neat, arrogant, and cold. "What if you're being targeted to be kidnapped and sold into the human trafficking market?" Darrell teased. "Hey, why are you scaring me?" Bella pouted. Darrell burst out laughing. "I'm just kidding. Or maybe he's fallen in love with you. Ah, so romantic. An innocent girl chased by a ruthless and cold mafia boss." Bella sneered. Until now, she couldn't conclude Marco Vilante's intentions.

she said. After he left, I looked at her. “Cassandra and Katiya are no longer a problem. Time for you to relax and focus on work and our baby.” “Now I can relax,” she whispered. “Sorry I didn't mention moving in; I just want to be here, with Mom and Tattia, especially Nonna,” she said, smirking. “Huge decision for someone who married a mafia guy.” She elbowed me lightly. “A very handsome mafia guy.”

38 ACE Leonardo cocked the gun in his hands, and passed it over to me. “Shoot her,” he ordered. “Finish what you fucking started.” I shakily took the gun from his hands, bringing it upwards, convulsing as I held the trigger, holding it out in front of Rose. She was completely frozen to the spot… Watching her entire life flash before her eyes. I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t fucking do it… I needed to think of something. A solution to get her out of this… And fast. Without breaking the rules of the mafia.