Hot Mafia Man Novels & Stories

He was exuding an aura of confidence. I took a step forward towards the brown-haired man—Isaiah Lyon, ruthless billionaire CEO of Lyon Enterprise. I have seen his pictures in magazines, but I didn't expect him to be this breathtaking. A human shouldn't look this handsome! "What?" He said nonchalantly. "You are Isaiah Lyon, right?" I mused, not breaking eye contact with him. I have never held eye contact for this long, and I'm guessing it must be because of the alcohol. But still, there was something about those eyes of his, something that tapped me. I just couldn't bring myself to look away.

Hushed voices made themselves clear to her ears, Ella hid just before the opening leading outside on the wall eavesdropping on the conversation. “ Good job Keenan, Elimination of the vice president of the oil company went as planned. Sixty eight million has been transferred to your families account, looking forward to working with you again.” an unfamiliar voice, made its way to Ella who was attentively listening to the conversation between Keenan and the mystery man. Elimination of a vice president? Is Keenan an assassin? She thought to herself drowning the voices momentarily, amidst her train of thoughts, she subconsciously stepped out from her hiding spot and into the light of the moon di

He pointed his gun against Mia's temples and the others pointed theirs directed at Reed and his men. "I don't know. But the man on the side is the underboss of the NY mafia" one of them shared with the others. The moment they realized that Matteo is the underboss, their gaze turned towards Reed who has his gaze fixed on Mia. He doesn't need any introduction, as they understood he is the boss who is infamously known as the king of darkness. "Shit, leave the girl and run" one of them called the others. They abandoned Mia and tried to run out of the basement. But what they did not realize is that they are surrounded by Reed's men. In one instance all six bikers are captured by Reed's men and qu

She lay and held her teddy bear closely. "Who is that man?" She mumbled. Brown scratched his hair. "He is a Mafia." "Mafia?" "Yeah. His name is Leonardo Cappuccino." "Wow. I have never seen one before. I only read about them in stories, are they exactly the way stories portray them to be?" Brown stared at her, "You mean like the way a bad boy that belongs to the Mafia falls in love with an innocent girl and then destroys the whole world for her sake?" He smirked and Ashley laughed.

The man and the woman turned around slowly to look in the direction Adrian was standing, he smiled smugly when he saw the woman's eyes widen in surprise but the smile came off his face when she quickly controlled her expression and returned her face to the man she still had pinned to the wall. "I am not giving this bitch no money cause I owe her nothing. She came onto me herself I never invited....." The man stopped mid sentence and his eyes dilated on his face which was bruised from being punched by the woman. He was frozen with shock as he recognized the man who was standing beside him in the dark parking lot. Adrian Osiander, king of the underworld. The was the most feared mafia in the wh

"Apparently he is a Russian Mafia and he calls himself king. He owns an organization called 'Black Cocaine.' and he has no family that I can see here. His criminal records is clean too." I thought about that for a while. Whoever this man was, he knew how to keep the feds off his back. Looking back at the man hung from the pole, I asked him "what's your name friend?" "Julio." He said with urgency. "Well, Hulio, thank you for the information." I said to him as I put the gun up and shut him in the forehead. I stood from the seat and snap a finger towards Diego who stood by the door.

the man casually said. Master? Somehow, this made Matthias think of the BDSM p**n he saw last week where there was a master-and-slave play. When Matthias turned back, he saw that the man was dressed in fresh clothes. "Move out." "You're in the Mafia, right?" Matthias asked carefully. "Si. Scared, Mr. Whitlock?" "A little." He scoffed. "Get in the car." The gun was pressed against Matthias' lower back as he was ushered into a car. Matthias was then handcuffed.

My eyes were glued to the screen, typing hundreds of lines of code per second, when a curse escaped my lips. "Even cyber hacking has its honor, what kind of cheap Trojan software is this, you snake!" Just then, Matteo burst into the room with his massive frame. He had the safety off his heavy, jet-black Glock, standing like a wall of flesh in the doorway. His eyes scanned the outside for any potential ambush, but when he turned to look at me for a moment... I saw that the mighty mafia baron's jaw drop, his speechless face.

I was the cause of all this, were it not for my f**king plan she could still be her room. The iron door noisily creaked as it opened. My vision was blurred and hazy, but in the door way stood a huge figure holding a spotlight in my direction. The light almost distorted my vision as I writhed and groaned in pain on the floor. Every part had its version of pain and the worst of it all was my head. I felt as if my skull was peeling off! "Please just let me go," I begged in resilience but he was busy on his phone. Moreno Freeman like any other mafia , he was a man to fear. If only he knew I had killed Monique...

I said "Oh. It's okay. I am AAarush Rathod. Brother of Ritvik Rathod. And I'm the mafia king. Of India and London " he said I sigh in relief. At least he was convinced. Wait what he said? He is a mafia! He is the mafia king! My husband is a mafia! What did I do to have a fate like this? God, why do you hate me so much? "Now now... Let me taste my delicious wifey," saying this. He brought me back to reality,