Novel & Cerita Italian Mafia Romance

"When did he become a bodyguard? My Diego is not a bodyguard, Drake! He's mine! Call him now! Or give me his number. I need him!" Carolina Del Fiore, commonly known as Carmella, is the only daughter of Eagle Sebastian Del Fiore, the mafia Don of the Del Fiore clan. She is untouchable, incredibly stubborn, and often acts like a spoiled brat who ignores the rules set by her father. Despite her father's restrictions, she comes and goes as she pleases, showing little concern for authority. To be honest, she can be quite a pain. I sighed, resting my back as I looked at her. She chuckled with a fake laugh.

As he stretched out on the soft couch, he breathed out deeply and sent a cloud of fragrant smoke into the air. Logan Castillejo is a well-known member of the Foedus Corp, which is a well-known mafia group. Taking people's lives is a job that he does with ease and grace. Logan was born into a wealthy and politically influential family, so he grew up with a lot of money and comfort. He quickly and easily gets what he wants. Logan always gets what he wants, no questions asked. The way he lives his life is based on this philosophy. He is an only child, so everything comes to him easily and he lives a very comfortable life.

I would be their judge, jury, and executioner. A few more arrangements and the meeting was over. Raphael and I shook hands, the mutual understanding we held bound us together. “When this is over, don’t call me again, Luciano.” I grinned. “Oh, don’t be like that. I thought you liked me.” He grinned back. “I do, but there are limits to how much.” Once those two were out, I glanced at Cassio. “Have you heard back from the Irish, the Italian Dons, the Russian Sinners, and the rest of the Russian Bratva?”

Luca followed the Italian Don’s gaze, his heart sinking as he saw the doctor and Rosa walking together, their hands firmly clasped. Sensing the mounting stress radiating from Luciano’s body, Luca—who was following his every step—quickly closed the gap. He moved in close to the Don’s shoulder, a silent shadow ready to intervene before the Mafia King did something out of character in the eyes of the public.

"What? A powerful, brooding mafia boss trying to win your trust? That’s something straight out of a romance novel.” Amelia shook her head with a small laugh. "I can hear you even laughing — my fucking goodness, you're gone totally." Mia chuckled. "It's not as if he is going to hurt you. You understand the scenario better than me because you are the one living in it, and before this, you know he has been making his advances towards you. You are not a child, Amelia so suck it up. A Mafia don here in Italy is interested in my best friend. While I am scared, I am also excited."

“I’m sorry, I ran into some issues here in Italy and I couldn’t contact anyone...I tried to but I just couldn’t, I am sorry.” Yuki sniffled, no, Rain heard a few other sniffles in the background and it made her smile for some reason. “Don’t ever pull such a shit again...I almost thought you got into trouble with the Italian Mafia or some shit like that—did you?” Funny she would ask. “Girls...there’s so much to tell you.”

“But I’ve never liked Bianca, and I don’t know why Dante doesn’t see it. He and his men are so blind to her charm.” “I guess when you’re the leader’s fiancée, then you must be trusted and respected.” Vittoria nodded before nudging me playfully. “So, found any hot men you like yet? This mafia… God, I could have all these men and still not be satisfied. But, with the exception of Luca, okay, and Marco… and Dante—ew, that would be like incest. No.” I laughed. “Yeah, the men are quite… beautiful.” She grinned. “Mmm, you’re smiling. So, who is it? Tell me!” she said, wiggling her brows.

Over a week later, The chaos didn’t knock politely. It kicked the door down with bullets and explosions. Enzo Moretti stood on the upper balcony of the cliffside villa, phone pressed to his ear, his voice a low, lethal growl. “I don’t give a fuck what it costs, Rafael. Hit every Rossi warehouse we know about. Burn them to the ground. They want a war? I’ll give them a fucking massacre.” Below him, the glittering Mediterranean stretched endlessly, mocking the chaos about to unfold. He had barely slept since the first attack. Elena’s face kept flashing in his mind. Defiant, beautiful, and now a target painted in bright red by both the Rossis and quite possibly her own father.

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“At least tell me your name.” “Bianca.” “I’m Roman Rutherford. Call me Roman.” He extended a hand. I shook it, noting the strength in his grip. “Nice to meet you.” He smiled, stepping closer. “You're being mean because you’re here with your husband?” “I’m not married. I just want to be alone,” I said, firm, cautious. “I know you’ve got a lot going on. I just want to understand,” he said softly. I hissed, brushing past him. “The worst mafia aren’t the arrogant ones, they’re the charming ones.”