Novel & Cerita Forbidden Temptation My Mafia

It is strictly forbidden to accept money that belongs to other colleagues. Those who have relative family time will not be recruited into the mafia. However, by going to the nightclub, Bouldog had already made a big mistake. What would he do if Theo revealed this to Mr. Alejandro? "You don't deserve to live!" Bouldog swore unhappily. He darkened his eyes and took a quick step towards the dangerous machine.

Maria hurriedly covered kiah's mouth checking around for anyone nearby. "You didn't hear this from me" maria said giving kiah a stern look. Kiah nodded and leaned to hear what she had to say. "Rumours has been going around that she was put in a drug rehabilitation clinic to get over her addiction and..." Just before maria could continue, head maid Carly requested for the attentions of all the maids in the kitchen. ~~~~~~~~~ Head maid Carly was breathing hard, the bossom of her proper gray uniform rising and falling in the most interesting fashion. She narrowed her eyes and leaned back on the counter.

Copyright © 2023 by Jane Doe Writings ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─ TRIGGER WARNING! The following book contains imagery that some readers may find distressing. (Violence, Gore, Sexual Content, Crude Language, Mention of Sexual Abuse) ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─ AUTHOR'S NOTE Mafia Men IV - Vincenzo's Temptation can be read as a STANDALONE. But the first few chapters happen to coincide with Mancini's Bride (Mafia Men III) storyline.

Then sharply, as if on instinct, she turned to take a good look at the van which was hiding her, boldly on the van was written; The Mambas Organisation. Holy moly! She gasped. Mambas Organisation? Crap! That was one of the mafia gangs in their street if not the whole of New Jersey, not just one, it was the leading gang, the most powerful mafia organisation, being headed by the most fierceful mafia Lord ever known, Lord Lucario. She had heard so much about him and his mafia gang, heard from her grandma and from the ‘johns’ she serviced. They always talked about him, and his gang, and how powerful they were.

I feel myself grow cold, both from the cool touch of Don Federico's embrace but also the fury behind his words. The mafia men all fall quit. The man who demanded I strip for everyone's entertainment sinks low in his seat—he's no doubt wishing he could turn invisible or just completely disappear.

“Kai Rylan isn’t like Mateo. He’s… mafia. Organized crime. His world is dangerous.” I almost laughed. Dangerous. Like my life wasn’t already dangerous? “I don’t care,” I said. “You should care. People around him… bad things happen. The last caretakers didn’t stick around.” “Did he hurt them?” “Not physically, as far as I know. But he’s intense. Cold. Not easy to work for.” “Ethan, I get it. But I need this. I’ve got two days before I’m homeless. So unless you have a better option, I’ll take my chances with the mafia lord.”

“I had to kill my first man at thirteen. A bit late, if you ask me. But I made up for it. I don’t kill because I have to. I kill because I enjoy it.” Elisa’s lips trembled. She couldn’t breathe properly. Her entire body was stiff with fear. Killed? Mafia? He was in the mafia? “Now get this into your amnesia-ridden head—I’m not a man to be fucked with. Understood?” “Y-yes,” she stammered. “Good,” he snapped, cutting her off. “Now, back to your saviour.” He turned toward the beaten woman. “I’ve decided on a fitting punishment for her. Since she helped you, I think it’s time for you to return the favour.”

It was because of this same man that I had scrolled through websites watching p**n videos of older men with younger women. When his wife was still alive, he would often give me subtle glances and lick his lips as if he was inviting me into his forbidden world. What happened to all that now that I have been cast away like a stray dog on the streets? I’ve always been a stray dog anyway. Since my parents died shortly after I was born, I had lived my life in the orphanage where everything I got to ever have was fought for. But meeting Dante? I considered him my salvation. When I eat, bath, sleep, I think about him. And when I lay in my bed alone? I imagine him above me, planting sweet kisses all

Forbidden Pleasures 60 Days With My Stepfather’s Brother 15 Caught in the Act The world outside the master bedroom had completely ceased to exist for the two of us. We were entirely, utterly lost in each other, drowning in a thick, suffocating ocean of pure, forbidden pleasure. The painful doubts of the previous day, the lingering fear of the future, and the heavy burden of Michael’s dark mafia lifestyle had all melted away into nothingness, replaced by the white-hot intensity of our sweating skin and the rhythmic, desperate movements of our bodies.

I slammed my fists on the steering wheel, the horn blaring out in rage. Veins were popping on my forehead, jaw clenched so tight at the thought of my fucking allies kidnapping Araceli. Shit. This is what the mafia does — these fuckers use wives, mothers, children to bring us to our knees. But Araceli alone is fucking enough to destroy me. I don’t want a single strand of her hair missing. Shit— I will kill the motherfucker and peel off his skin so slowly he’d beg for his own fucking death.