Novel & Cerita Kidnapped By The Mafia King

A memory of my mother passed through my mind, her words repeating. We'll meet again- I spun out of bed with a blanket over my chest, my breathing was heavy and my chest was rapidly moving up and down. I glanced around, the room was completely dark but I almost immediately noticed that this wasn't my room. She's his last hope, I remember everything now. I was kidnapped by a lunatic blonde women. I felt a soft material rubbing against my skin, I had on a black nightgown which I was not wearing when I was thrown in the back of a van.

I searched from where the noise was coming from and saw a door slightly open. I walked towards the door and took a peak at the room,I saw different men in black inside the room. Then I saw him,Dominic the ruthless and cold man. He was holding a gun and pointing it at the man who was tied up in a chair and was bleeding so much. At the sight of this I was shaking badly. “Please don’t kill me, I promise to change,” the man bleeding badly said in fear. “The mafia underground world never gives a second chance you fuck up once’s you are killed those are the rules,you disgust me you prick and I don’t need any information from you I already have them” Dominic said in a very cold and emotionless voi

“But I love you.” Heidi stares into my eyes until she drops the only question I wasn’t ready to hear. “Is that enough, though?” Her eyes fall to my hand on her hip, and she notices my knuckles split, dried blood covering each one of them. She swallows hard and looks up at me again, her expression more serious this time. “How am I supposed to accept that this is what being part of the mafia means? Do you truly expect me to be okay with seeing you get hurt all the time, risking your life because of what…?”

A security camera swiveled toward me, but I stared right into it, daring them to keep me waiting. After a moment, the gate buzzed open, and I strode up the path to the front door. My presence alone was enough to make people tremble, and I knew it. I was Dante Moretti, the mafia king who made men beg for mercy. Today, I wasn’t here to offer any.

I pieced two and two together and by the time I got a clear picture, I knew that the idea of freedom was nothing but a long fairytale I would only ever get when I laid my head on the pillow and drifted off the sleep. The realization hit me so much that I lost my breath there. But it was just as I had feared. I’d heard stories, watched the TV and saw the news, heard all the things they were capable of. And it all made so much sense. So much sense I wondered just how I missed it! And it dawned on me heavier than before. My brother sold me to a fucking, ruthless mafia king who ruled all over Chicago!

“And then maybe you can give us what we've been looking for or else…” He reached into his pockets and pulled out a gun. It was black like obsidian, shimmering against the dim light of the room. “... I'll make you meet dear old dad in the afterlife, and it is going to be one heck of a family reunion.” He laughed loudly to himself on the way out and slammed the door shut. I jerked so hard and felt tears well up in my eyes. I was right. I was with the Mafia. The Mafia had finally kidnapped me. I put my knees up, buried my head in them and sobbed softly. Why did I have to be right about a bad thing? What did I have to be right about the Mafia kidnapping me? Just this once, couldn't I just be wro

no, activate for me. Hello My Prince, Good evening sir, Good evening my Prince. Sir, I was kidnapped this night by the group they called themselves the Mafia. They couldn’t execute me as they were contracted to do I want to find out if it could be possible to go to the scene with me tomorrow so that you can brief the media.

"You...Della? I only asked you to kidnap her." "So what! I got rid of your dirty little bitch. You cheated on your her, maltreated her with her little sister and made her life a living hell. You killed so many people and blamed it on Della. I know all your dirty little secrets Mr Mafia . Look at you crawling on the ground like a little bitch. You want to kill me, stand in fucking line!" "You Bitch!" He scream as he began to crawl over to my feet. I stepped back and he fell instantly on the ground. I hadn't noticed that his foot was chained in the corner like a caged animal. He tried reaching for me again only to be pulled back by the chain. "Della is mine "

Keya's POV "How could he do this to anyone?" I just thought and tears rolled over my cheeks, which are wiped off by Abeer. I know he is the king of the mafia, it doesn't mean that he kills every person around him and treats them like an animal. I know he is cruel but never faced his cruelty before. Tears are flooding over my cheeks making them soaking wet. "Stop crying," He said orderly. "Stop the guards. They were our guards, not yours that you ordered them like you are owning them. Stop them," I roared crying out.

Infamous Aleksander Konstantinov is a prominent executive with an unblemished reputation, a flawless image, and a life anyone would envy. Pragmatic by day, he projects the persona of a proper, upstanding gentleman—the quintessential prince charming women dream of in fairy tales. In reality, he is insidious. When the moon rises, a twisted, frivolous, and dangerous man emerges. Under the cover of night, his dark side and most vicious desires seize his relentless, obsidian soul, unleashing every demon within him.