La Mafia Toma Mi Amor Novels & Stories

“Angel—” “No.” My voice cut through his. “You want me to listen? Listen to who, Castle? A mafia don who probably spends half his days peddling drugs, ruining the lives of kids who never had a chance?” He slammed the wheel, frustrated, but I didn’t care. “You talk about love, about protecting me—but let’s not forget the little detail about Tomas. Your best friend. Your right hand. The man you kissed.” I lifted my hands, air-quoting every venomous word.

She smiled heartily and disengaged "I don't love you Lewis. I need you. It's kinda silly how I've fallen so senselessly and helplessly in love with you. Your darn attitude and that personality. Don't ever go unconscious again,I nearly died Lewis.. you're my life not part of it. But my entire life " He smiled widely and brought her hand closer. He placed it on his racing her "Only you,and you can make my heart beat like this corazón. "He smiled sweetly "So I tamed the heart of a mafia? Mi sól" she smiled again and soon their lips were collided with each other

it's mafia book ,with pain betrayl , twist and cliffhangers, you will surely enjoy the book. Read with some jazz music on. hope you enjoy it. "lets see your hate for me wins or my love for you wins " "This 365 days will a hell for you my love " "This 365 days will be haven for my husband " "AUGUST 1" *daily updates* Chapters start from next page hd hc hv hb ih ii 9ib uv bv yi vi yc ug 8g ni 8o go hi uh no 8g ou n8o df gh bh bh gv c fr ft fg vg v vg vg gy gy gy

“Do you always take your time when your father’s life is on the line?” Amara’s mouth opened, but no words came. He walked toward her slowly, predatory. The room seemed to shrink with each step. “I—I'm here,” she whispered. “You said... if I came, you’d let him go.” He tilted his head, studying her. “I said I’d consider it.” Her eyes flashed. “You’re a liar.” A low chuckle escaped him, dark and amused. “I’m a mafia king, tesoro. Not a priest.”

He stands up straighter, towering over me, his dark eyes swirling with a storm of secrets he refuses to share. “I’m a mafia leader, Harper. There is always someone out there trying to get at me,” he says bluntly, his chest rising and falling heavily. He looks away from me, a flash of genuine pain crossing his face. “And now, they can hurt you to get to me. You’re a weakness.”

The whiskey went down his throat, cold, without taste, the whiskey began to burn in him, and he again looked up at the woman standing there. "You did a grave mistake, no one is allowed to meet me without my permission and you intended to do so. The time I decided to meet, I decided to kill you too. But seeing you not affected by the fact that I can kill you any time, I want to see you for a few more minutes.", he said in a sweet yet cheeky voice, placing his hand under his chin as if he was admiring her reaction. "Why is that? Don't you know, I am a mafia or you don't believe I can kill you?", he said changing his tone to a scary one.

Maeve Ford after graduating high school decides to leave Cario, Egypt for the united states of America in search of her brother who had gone missing for years, to find some clues which could lead her to her brother, she steals a book sorted out by every illegal syndicate, powerful Clans, and even the Mafia, this makes her become a target, and amidst everything she gets caught up in a misunderstanding, entangled with a cold-hearted Ceo, and with the increasing need to find her brother she goes into a contract marriage with the enemy

The blood spilled on my white dress and I guess that's the actual nature of being the daughter of a mafia and wife of the godfather instead of believing tears to leak from my eyes a smile embraced my lips. His body falls on the floor leaving the floor flooded with blood. Maximo and his crew stride inside they all watched me with a glorious face, their weapons dropped and they knelt on the floor showing a sign of respect, placing their hand near the heart they bowed their head and when they lifted their head they all gazed at me and said. "Welcome to his mafia world."

Santino mocks them. Then, he trails towards Amber and says, “Well, I guess you got what you wanted, the big bad mafia man on his knees for you.” She makes eye contact with Alessandro, and she shoots a glance at the gun strapped to her thigh, which is hidden from the view of the rest of the people in the hall. Alessandro smirks at her. “Any last words?” Santino asks as he walks up to Alessandro. He whispers, “Non ti bacerò mai i piedi.”