Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiances Alpha Father Novels & Stories

But that night, I learned they had fur, and sometimes wore my father’s face. Alpha Gregory Blackwell, the Alpha of a fallen pack called Silverfang. Silverfang had once been proud, strong, and respected. Not the largest pack in North Bend, but it was one that commanded respect. That all ended one night. One drunken night, when my father, the Alpha couldn’t control his urges, he reached for a young Omega maid in the pack kitchen. It was supposed to be a mistake buried before morning, unnoticed by anyone. But, The Omega, believed to be infertile, became pregnant. My father panicked. His name, his honor, his carefully built image all threatened if anyone discovered what had happened. He demanded

When I was left alone, I couldn't help but swear that whoever kidnapped my parents would fucking pay for what they did. A few minutes later, Fenris arrived. He just fixed some of his things on his table then he pulled me out of the building. He started driving then towards a restaurant where he mentioned he was going to treat me to my favourite pasta and pizza. While driving, he kept on glancing at me and I kept on smiling slightly, assuring him that I was okay. "What do you think they want from my parents?" I asked when I couldn't just purse my lips. "Kira, you know that you're the heir of the three alpha guardians, right?"

“After we accomplished our mission, Yolo. What do you think will happen to you?” Yolo was silent for a moment. “W—Well, probably my father will sell wed me to a Mafia princess.” Steffy drew another giggle. “The mafias swore to stay out of the operations of the Alpha Brotherhood. So, that’s impossible.” “If that’s the case, maybe our fathers will force us to get married,” Yolo replied while rolling his eyes. “I know that. My father told me.” “He did?” “Yes,” Steffy said in a haughty voice. “And you know what else I know?”

His hand stood out, stiff, commanding and imperative. “I’m not done yet so shut up, lest I pluck out your tongue” he growled. I froze. Tears formed in my eyes. I looked at Mamma but she sat quietly as usual. She never spoke when Papà did. “After getting rid of that thing in you, you will get married to Dante, the son of Vincenzo Tommaso,Capo mandamento of the Sicilian mafia.” My heart missed beats. My legs weakened and my eyes widened. I tried my best to hold back my tears but it flowed without gates, without boundaries, without control.

"You know I always get what I want, besides it's expensive. it possibly can't be a fake." "Oh really?" Said, Angel. "Well, yeah." The party started and the celebrant came out. Maria's eyes widened in surprise. So did her friends. She was wearing the same dress as the celebrant which made her look awkward. Everyone noticed and Maria was being pointed out by them. She begins to feel uncomfortable with the situation. She didn't want them to think she was a copycat. She knew no one dares go against her because of her father, but her status as an illegitimate child before her parent's marriage might give them the guts to do so. Maria's face flushed in embarrassment. soon, they seemed to ignore th

“Ooh, come on…. you do not want to play that card with me right now, I promise you that. If my uncle should have taught you something. It’s that in your Mafia life, you began with me. Just like I did with him. “I recruited you. I own you. Wherever you go, you will always be under me. Unless I choose to let you go. You are on my back and call, and you do not walk away from me to the last day of your life. “Don’t push me to put up your name as my new mark. Even Don Mauro won’t be able to save you if I do. Don Mauro has nothing on me with my influence outside the Solana empire. “We are not over. We have just begun being in each other’s lives. After what you did. I assure you, Erede, I will neve

I threaten, my voice trailing off as I catch sight of the caller ID. “Godfather,” I mutter under my breath, taking a deep, steadying breath and swallowing hard. I snatch up the phone and press it to my ear, bracing myself for the worst. “Zane, I hear you’ve deviated from the initial plan. I’ve been waiting for your call ever since you disobeyed my orders. I’ve tried reaching you on the general line, but since you won’t…” “I’ve captured the Beta’s first daughter, and I plan to use her as bait,” I interject, cutting him off mid-sentence.

"Leonardo Diablo. Popularly known as De'vora. A deadly mafia boss. Your mother was his only daughter. But she lost everything under his name recently. I was her safe haven and she was mine. She helped me in my hard times. Those hard times almost placed me on the streets, but she was there for me all through. Marriage was the only reward I could think of. Even though I wasn't deeply in love with her. We got married and we had you." I stared at him. "Somehow, she found out about my family in New York. She started acting strange. She asked for half of my wealth, which I couldn't give. I made a mistake by comparing our marriage to my other one. I told her if I had to give half my wealth to anyon

“It’s not just because I wanted a maid, Aurora. It’s because of your father.” Aurora’s mouth opened slightly in shock. “My father?” “Yes,” Damian said, his voice cold and sharp. “I know him. He’s not the man you think he is. Your father is a mafia, just like me.” The words hit Aurora like a punch to the gut. Her eyes widened in disbelief. “What? No, that can’t be true! My dad was just—” “Just what?” Damian interrupted, his tone harsh. “A man who couldn’t afford to take care of you? A poor soul who left because life got too hard?” He shook his head. “That’s the story you’ve been told, isn’t it?”

My dearest father’s dark eyes were void of any compassion. He stood tall, proud, and entirely indifferent to the pain choking my voice. “You are not my daughter,” he said, his tone flat, almost bored. “You are a disgrace. An omega. You were rejected! What would the people say about the daughter of an alpha king being rejected? How would the people, your people, look at us? How would they respect us? How can you rule a kingdom after me, when you can’t even keep a man?!” His tone had gone from bored to angry in a matter of split seconds, and all that vile was directed at me.