His Temptation: Mafia's Sweet Wife Novels & Stories

This was the only thing that calmed him whenever he remembered what happened to his wife and daughter. “Why didn’t you ask for help from Uncle Izaak? He surely could have helped you catch your brother-in-law and pay for Elaine’s bills,” Kaizer asked. If Mr. Natividad knew about the deal between Izaak and his wife, why didn’t he ask for help? “Because I wanted to keep my daughter away from the mafia life!” Mr. Natividad shouted, immediately making Kaizer stop. The older man’s anger was intimidating.

If what kind of a mistake have I ever done in order for him just to hide me as a wife, but until now the answer remains blank. I was back in my sense when his door suddenly opened. He stood and stared at me seriously while wearing nothing other than his boxer shorts. I immediately took my eyes off of him and then continued walking. Even before I could get away I heard him call his men and ordered to dispatch the woman he had slept with. I laughed softly as I walked down the stairs. Yes, it is also not new to me to hear such a command from him. He is a mafia boss after all, a ruthless one. And I, Jazzie Zamora, am his wife.

He intended to sound indignant and enraged, but instead came across as yearning and tender. "Hey! You're back," she responded softly. Although he had been trying to restrain himself, he desperately wanted to hold her. He immediately perceives his wife as a very fragile and vulnerable woman in front of him after learning of his mission, regardless of the fact that she is, in fact, a mafia princess. And yes, at this moment he is disregarding his own rule that there should be no feelings or emotions because he is slowly learning to accept that his wife would be the only one who could have this effect on him.

I was surprised when she sat down suddenly—and reached my angry member that had wanted to get out of its cage since earlier. "You were affected, but you didn't put it in." Russell pulled my head closer to her. "Baby, you've always affected me. The first time I've ever wanted you, this is how you make me feel." I said. She gave a smile. "Really? Did you enjoy seeing me masturbate in front of you, huh?" I chuckled. "You think I don't know about your plan. You're a perverted husband." "And you're my seductive wife." I kissed her lips.

He wanted to claim her totally, show her how much he loved her. Amelia watched his hard erection with wonder. Did she make him so aroused? She placed her fingers on his chest, caressing him slowly as she inched downwards. Matteo closed his eyes and lay on his back, allowing her access. A strange sense of possessiveness gripped her, making her shed her inhibitions and want to please the rough, tattooed mafia man. She clamped her fingers on the waistband of his underwear and pulled it out of him. Her heartbeats raced at the sight of his magnificent throbbing shaft, so ready and eager to plunge right into her feminine folds. “So hard!” she gasped, and Matteo smirked. She took his co*k in her ha

Note: Some chapters are not suitable for people under 18 years old. An explicit scene can be read. This is Ryker and Claire's story—book two of Temptation of Mine. -- "What is it you truly desire?" Four years after being driven insane by her, his younger sister's best friend, Ryker, marries Claire thanks to the stupidity of one night. He's been waiting for her for years, and now that she's his, he promises to do whatever it takes to keep her. But does she want to spend the rest of her life with him?

She closed her shop and moved away from Little Italy, wanting to start a new life far away from the dangerous world of the Mafia. She tried to put the past behind her and move forward, but the memories of Lance and her time with the Mafia haunted her. She could not forget the way he had used her and discarded her, the way he had played with her emotions and made her believe that they could make a diference together. She realized that she had been naive to think that someone like him could ever truly care for her.

Toby responds in a frustrated tone, getting up to leave while I stare at him with wide eyes. "I cheated on you, Toby. Archer initiated it, and I let it happen. I'm sorry. I understand this is a massive betrayal, and I know it means the end of our relationship. Please forgive me if you can," I blurt out, I continue staring at the coffee table, still avoiding looking up at his face. "Oh, Georgina, you married a mafia man. They will force you, but you have to give in. It’s better to just give into what they want-”

It all just feels so wrong. Even now that she's a grown woman, it still feels so sinful. That's why I'm doing my best to step away from every point of temptation. That's why I'm locked up in my study now, trying to drown out every detail about her from tonight. From the way she looked to the way she smelled and the way she smiled at me. No. I just can't do it. "You're an Alpha, for the love of the moon goddess," Donovan curses. "Not only that, you are the Alpha of the Red Moon Pack. You're the most powerful out there, the strongest. Why are you backing down from destiny?"

He replied, a smile replacing his lopsided smirk, though his eyes carried none of the amusement his lips suggested. I swallowed, hard. He brought his face closer, and I felt his breath on my cheek. Warm and rough, oddly making me aroused. My heart began to beat faster. “I’m not your toy,” I said. “Not at all, Kayla. You’ll be my wife, although temporarily and we’ll gain everything we want from each other. Don’t you think so?” I was so stupid, insane and desperate. I knew all of those things. I’d done way worse to get money for myself and my father and I wasn’t ashamed to say I’d do more.