Novel & Cerita He's Dating A Mobster

"Okay, angelo mio. Everyone is excited to see you so get some rest tomorrow is a very busy day." I smiled weakly. My engagement party was tomorrow, to a man I hardly knew. His name was Emilio Armani and he was 40, the head of the Italian mafia. A shiver ran down my spin. I had just turned 20, but this was a peace treaty that had to be honored. If it was violated in any way, they would come after me and my family.

For the first time in his life her was afraid, afraid of her opinion of him, afraid of if she would even like him, just afraid. Present Day. It had been two weeks since I graduated from university and moved back home with my parents and brothers. My father, Romero Ramos, is the leader of the Spanish/American Mafia until my eldest brother, Mateo Ramos, takes over next year. My mother, Maria Ramos, was born into the Mafia just like the rest of my family and lastly my second brother, Sebastian Ramos will be my Mateo's second in command for Mateo when he become leader. The there's me, Sofia, I have been involved in offical mafia business since I was sixteen years old, my job is mostly traning ne

Matter of fact, neither does my father. The first most well known family is the De Santis. Most people don't know it but they're also in the mafia. And of course, they're first. Their leader, Ace De Santis is 22 and rumors has it, he is fucking awesome at his job. People are scared of him. I, however, most people think im a damn myth. Not that i care, people believe what they want. The leader of the Italian mafia is Ace while my father is the leader of the American mafia. We are allies... Sort of. "ALEXIA SKYLAR HALE. FOCUS.", My father yelled through the ear piece

“I want to ask if you know who the hell I am, but even a recruit into the police force knows who I am, or who my former boss is, and what the hell it is I can do.” Rhodes gulped, his eyes full of fear, his grip on the cuffs and gun loosening. “Who the hell are you?” “Dominic Vitiello, motherfucker. Head of the Italian mafia; husband to the head of the Spanish Cartel; son-in-law to….ahh….I do not think I need to give you the details. You only need to know three things;

Then, he hurried to the airport as fast as he could. … That day, the mafia world in New Hudson was buzzing with gossip that Dominic, the Don of the Caballeros, was willing to become a kept man. And that, I, his ex-wife, was now dating Christopher, the Russo heir. Crowds gathered outside the Russo residence, eager to watch the drama. Outside the gates, Dominic stood in the rain. He ignored all the judging eyes and fixed me with a burning, intense stare. "Alyssa, I won't give up. You belong to me alone!" he declared.

And its evident in the way he is holding her, and protects her. Dante Volcov is not just the most feared boss ever, but also the perfect husband Serene never thought she would ever get.

Summer said as if reading my mind. “I don’t want to die.” Ami said. “I could feel him seething, and he looked dangerous too.” “Oh, he is dangerous alright.” Summer said. “Oh come on, what is he? Another duke?” I asked, not caring whoever the entitled arsehole was. “Nope. Not a duke, dear sister.” Summer turned to face me as she pulled me to a stop and said, “He is the Italian mobster, who deals in illegal weapons and he is also the one who kinda saved the day back when Gabriel, me and Raphael were in danger.”

Harry said and with this, we came to the living room. " Breakfast is ready, sir." Mrs Daisy said to us. " Thanks, Daisy! We will be at the table after fifteen minutes. " I smiled. I paced in my room. I took shower with hot water after going to the gym. I donned in my blue formal. My phone was buzzing on the nightstand. I picked it up. It was a call from the South Mafia. He wanted to sell his poison on Brooklyn's Street. Which I would never allow him. Still, he sent his men to my place. My men easily captured his poison and his men. He wanted to meet me. I thought I should make him understand face to face. Perhaps, nobody taught him that rules are rules, especially mine.

"Thank you. You saved me earlier...." "Don't you even dare mention it, didn't you know what you were getting yourself into before you went and slept with him?" "Didn't I know what I was getting myself into?" I murmured in a tone that I knew well was going to irritate him. "I dated Marco Lorenzo. He was my boyfriend." "You dated him. But did you know he's part of an Italian Mob?" "What?" "Don't ask me what. I thought you said you dated him." "I dated him doesn't mean I'm aware of everything that's going on in his life?"

Roberto muttered sipping his drink. “So I got some information about him, he is coming back to town in two days, he is coming back because his daughter is in town. The name of his daughter is Greta Ferrari, just finished college education, and she has a fiancée Matteo Bruno. He is the head of the local mafia in Bologna, very brutal but loves his woman so much.” Vincenzo explained while Roberto stared at him paying rapt attention. “I don’t care who her fiancée is, he is the head of the local mafia so what?” Roberto asked and Vincenzo sighed.