He's Dating A Mobster Novels & Stories

“Be careful, okay?” “You, too.” He hugged me tight. “Please tell your husband how you feel about him.” I chuckled as we pulled apart. “You should find a date.” “You should give me a nephew.” “Shut up.” “Sis, stay away from your ex. He owes thirty grand to a local mobster. He’s good as dead.”

“OK? I don't think you have any idea of what truly happened.” I leaned back in my seat and gave Fifi a wry smile. “Do you think it's bad that a handsome guy helped me when I was attacked by some sick fucker?” She gave me a look. “First of all, it wasn't just some ordinary handsome guy but Hunter fucking Thorne. He owns like a hundred high-end nightclubs and is an unofficial Don—the yet-to-be-announced head of the Cartelli family.” “Don Cartelli,” I breathed out in sudden realization. My throat worked on a swallow. “You mean the guy I kissed is a freaking Mafia King?!”

That was when she had discovered that he was the Underboss of the gang, working under Lucien Delano. Interestingly, she had also found out that the ruthless, almost heartless man who had run the mob with an iron hand, was now married and had three children. She had seen pictures of him with his wife, a younger woman, definitely twenty years younger, curvaceous and alluring-looking with smoky brown eyes and a figure that would make any man lust after her. She was sexy but seemed to have eyes only for the burly, grim-faced older man with her. To her amazement, her source had informed her that Delano was now deeply faithful to his wife, besotted being the word her source had used.

"Then I believe that I won't be finding you and your men here tomorrow when I come for a check. Your time in this resort is up Mr. Brussel thank you for staying with us." I raised a brow when he stood up from the couch and turn his back on me. Leaving me with a bitter feeling which has occupied my heart since a long time ago. The man just prove to be very arrogant and too sure of himself that there is no doubt he has worked with the mafia before. I wonder if his other half knows about his real whereabouts in Italy. When the door closed confirming that he is already outside the cottage house my hand grip on the glass of whiskey so hard that it burst into pieces.

“Yeah. That idiot Zack. You know him same class in nursing. He saw me with the new Birkin and lost it. Said I must’ve slept with men to get it. That I was turning into a whore.” My stomach twisted, rage crawling up my throat. “What?” I shouted. “He hit you because of a bag?” She shrugged weakly, touching her swollen cheek. “He didn’t believe me when I told him it was a gift from you and your man.” “My man?” I blinked. She gave a weak smile. “Yeah. Your mysterious sugar daddy who apparently can buy Hermès and make lawyers appear out of thin air.” I wanted to correct her. To tell her Valerio wasn’t my man, that I didn’t even know his middle name. But something in her eyes tired, broken, bruise

“She is the one who hired those kidnappers, they’re probably connected to her new boyfriend. Didn’t you say you just found out he is a mobster?” Evelyn is right. For all I know, she and Hunter Grant, aka Hazardous, were sleeping together for months. Men like him have no sense of honor. Unlike Mr. D. He’s a mobster but he has rules and follows them. Rules that I broke last night when I brought Addy into that room trying to get her to see it.

I grumbled loudly while rubbing my shoulder. "Babe!!! Vernon told me yesterday about you dating that mafia boss we met, is that true?" Maya asked curiously and made me even more confused. Huh? Who am I dating? "What?" I asked confused and Maya just stared at me for a few moments before winking as if realizing something. "Wait..." She said as she raised her hand "You remember that guy I told you was Bradley de Ossa? You know he's a Mafioso, right? He’s the boss!!"

“He lets them blow him and then leaves.” “Lets them blow him? What kind of macho shit talk is that?” “He’s Don Rin Allegretti. They love the idea of blowing him. They get a shopping trip for new clothes and lingerie, a nice stay in a hotel with room service, a good night’s sleep, and the story of how they got to give head to the most powerful mobster in the US.” “For Christ’s sake,” Sasha grunted. “What a load of shit. His last partner really did a number on him.”

I'm sure my panties are as wet as the sea right now, but I didn't want to show him how much of an effect he had on me. “Aren't Alessandro's normal human beings like everyone else? What is your problem? And why are you stalking me? Get off…” I pressed my hand on his chest, attempting to push him away, but he grabbed it just in time. My heart was thumping so hard right now as I stared at him. “Are you that clueless?” He asked while tilting his head. I got confused. What was he talking about? “What are you even talking about?” I asked with a frown. “Miss Valeria Bianchi, your father is the mob leader in New York. Your father is in the mafia business.” He simply said, and I blinked rapidly, tryi

“ I-I was scared- “ I felt him wrapping his arms around my waist pulling me close. His touch was an instant relief and I let loose feeling him close. He sighed and caressed my back making me relax. “ you don’t need to be scared. Everything’s fine “ I was not scared about that. I was scared because i thought you wouldn’t come. I wanted to say those words out loud but could never. “ Adeline. Now eat something “ He pulled back before making me adjust with my back against the pillows before handing me the glass of juice. I took it and slowly had a sip making me feel chills. Suddenly, his phone started ringing taking all the attention. He curtly picked up the phone and spoke. “ yes Elena “ The na