He's Dating A Mobster Novels & Stories

He helped me out and there were paparazzi everywhere. “Mr. Vincenzo, is that your girlfriend or sister?” I stood close to Grey, and he said, “She is my date.” Damian and Jessica got out. We all walked inside before they could ask any more questions. “I just got accused of being a stripper, your sister, and your mom or girlfriend.” He laughed and said, “You’re my date. They are just trying to get a rumor started.” I nodded, and he said, “I have to talk with a few people. Would you like to go with me or stay with Damian and Jessica?”

I hiss in an intimidating manner but damn she was hardcore. "You don't scare me Dante, I was raised in the mafia. My dad is a mob boss and I know scummers like you. I might not have prove now,but I'll make sure you are brought to Justice. Watch your back" she hisses and walks away bumping into my hand. If she is going to be a problem for me I need to deal with her. But how? I know her father Enrique Infantino,the very powerful Italian business tycoon and mob boss.

She said taking it and wrapping her hand up. “You are out here alone eh?” he said clearing his throat. “Did Ryan send you?” she said still not looking at him. “That worm? Ha!” he laughed. “No, no I plan to kill the bastard, he stole you from my son and me.” She looked at him. “Who are you?” she asked wiping the tears from her eyes. “My name is Vincent DeLuca, Italian Mobster Boss. I came to help Bobby save you and Beth.” He half-smiled. “So does he know you are here?”

I rolled my eyes, she was so dramatic. “Is that okay? For a mobster princess to be dating a cop?” she asked, her voice laced with curiosity, maybe a hint of concern. Well, it wasn’t okay. Not really. But if I planned to leave that world behind, I had to take risks. I ignored her very valid question. “Allister though, is not Allister. His name is Giovanni and he's a Don,” I clarified, my tone steady. “Your life is a movie,” she said, shaking her head, a mixture of disbelief and amusement.

She'd dated Frank for four years back in New York during college and didn't know anything about his past either. And that worked out well... Bastard hadn't thought twice about cheating on her... multiple times. "There's not much to tell." Sicily pushed at Kari's wallet. "I'm buying this." "I swear he's a fucking mafia boss." Lisa moved past them and stopped in front of the cashier before glancing back at Sicily. "He is, isn't he? Just tell me. He's so dark and sexy. Surely he's pulled out a gun and popped someone in the head for fucking with his family or something like that."

I pointed out. Hannah rolled her eyes skyward. “Even he would understand in a situation like this” I sighed, suddenly feeling very tired. “I think it’s better if I leave” I made to get up, and she clasped her hands in front of me, “Okay, sorry, I just wanted to get that out of the way,” I sit back down, “Now I found some other interesting g stuff, turns out your hubby is a notorious business man,” her voice lowered, “There are some rumors of him related to mobsters and doing business with illegal corporations.”

"Exactly. That’s why I want to look into it. Even if someone else is helping her, I need to know what’s going on. Besides that could help me get to spend some time with her.” Marcus looked at me, his voice low. "Just take it slow, man. You don't want her getting suspicious." "I'm careful," I said, sliding into the passenger seat. "Besides, I think she still has a little something for me." Marcus scoffed as he started the engine. "Yeah? She's dating a mafia rich guy now. You really think she'd risk all that for Liam from the force?" I smirked. "Only one way to find out." He laughed and shook his head. We pulled off into the night.

He was on his way to his grandmother’s house, preparing to pacify the old lady after the scandal that had erupted involving him with another woman, just a day before his wedding to Rhea Monroe. "Boss, are you sure we’re just going to let this slide?" Clay asked. "It’s not too late to get the news retracted. You could talk to the Monroes, clarify things, and make a formal announcement. Miss Rhea’s pride has been hurt, and she’s been checking in, asking when you plan to see her again." Sebastian rubbed his chin thoughtfully, a smirk playing at the edges of his lips. "I’m not planning to see her again, Clay," he said, his tone calm but firm. "I’ve found someone much better. Someone who will do

“I’m sorry –“ “If you have issues with your job, I think I know others that will be… suitable for you.” His eyes roamed her body and she cringed. Of course that was what he meant. “I’m not interested in any job offers you have for me.” She said curtly. “Just finish your drink and mind your business.” “I’m Dante –“ “I don’t care. Stop bothering me.” He smirked and picked up the small cup. He quickly downed the drink and Chiara couldn’t help staring at him. When he finished, he slammed the cup on the counter and stood up.

But that wasn’t the part that scared me most about Sandy and the Monster being together. It was that he had a girlfriend. That he moved on. Of course he would. All we had was a kiss and a ride at the theme park. I felt like I might throw up. “That’s Daniel Sterling,” Henry said while running his fingers through his hair. “Her brother. Well, adoptive brother. Her parents took him in when she was really little. He’s trouble. He’s the top mobster in Boston now. Every gang and mafia group on the East Coast wants him dead. He probably won’t live long.”