Lord Of Crime Fanfiction Novels & Stories

My nose flared. Initially, I wanted to play the ‘nonchalant’ but now, he was beginning to piss me off. "You know you are married yet you let him in that very proximity?” Luca stood, his steps slow while he walked to me, my arms wrapped tightly around my bare tits. "Luca, don't be jealous, you are a mafia lord, wealthy and can get any woman you want. How can you feel like this because of a college student, huh?” "I am not jealous, and yes I can get any woman I want but what I don't want is another man touching the woman in my possession, after the contract is dissolved, he can get you.”

Every inch the Alpha Lycan. "Do you know who I am, Mrs Corvinus?" The mother turns to look at him. Slowly. Like he's an insect that just buzzed too close. "Of course I know who you are." Her smile is cold. Mocking. "Who doesn't know Dante De León? The son of the De León family. The mafia lord. The drug lord. The trafficker." She pauses. Lets the words sink in. "You are known for very infamous reasons, Mr. De León. So why wouldn't I know you? The almighty Lycan King?"

He is my first! I couldn’t even remember who that man was and why that man was hunting me after that casual fucking. Only after I quitted working at our org did the man pop out again and start going after me and that’s when I came to know that the man who got to pop my peach and pearl was the mafia lord. The underworld boss. The one I should never have met. “Thank you for protecting me all this time, Dior. I already owe you so much,” I stated.

“A drug gang.” Her jaw clenched. “You run a drug gang?” I nodded once. “Yes.” A beat of silence. Then— “You run a fucking drug gang??” Her voice rose, and I swore Ivy twitched in her crib. “Kelly…” She threw her hands up. “Oh, so you’re not just some CEO, or a businessman, or a mysterious man who works late nights, you’re a whole drug lord??” I dragged a hand down my face. “Not lord. That’s dramatic.”

A pretty face like yours would be a huge success in the underground,'' Alexander was cupping Amir’s small face now, Amir hesitantly pulling away, startled to feel the Alpha's large hands touch his skin. ''Your skin is as soft as a baby's and your hands are too tiny to carry a gun. Can a pretty Omega like you be in charge of a crime organization, darling?''. Amir was pouting again, his brows furrowing from annoyance. Those were words that he had heard many times, just in different situations. He wanted to slap the mafia lord at that moment, ''S-so what if I'm pretty? I can be pretty and lead a crime organization too!''. ''What about my gang? If I move to Japan or Britain or wherever is it tha

He was careful around my injuries, his fingers soft as they washed away the dried blood crusted around the bullet graze on my shoulder. I watched him work, noting the way his jaw was clenched tight and his eyes refused to meet mine, like he was afraid of what he might see reflected there. "Are attacks like this common?" I asked quietly. Dante was silent for a long moment, his hands stilling in my hair where he'd been working shampoo through the blood-matted strands. Then he sighed, the sound heavy with exhaustion and resignation. "Violence is part of my world," he said honestly, his voice rough. "I'm a crime lord, a Lycan King, and that means enemies will always try to challenge me."

He is just so stubborn, too damn stubborn. “Kill me, Lorenzo… KILL ME!!! You can fucking kill me, but you can’t stop what’s coming for you. The Lycan King is coming, he’ll fucking kill you, you’ll never take control of this city never again!.” He coughed out in pain as he coughed up blood and struggled to breathe, his hands holding his shoulder as he tried to stop the bleeding from his gun wound. I couldn’t stop thinking about his name though, Lucas had called him Lorenzo. It sounds so familiar, it sounds like the name of the Mafia Lord that king Dominic had sent me to go in search of. It’s just too much to take in, I mean, none of this makes any sense. I’m pretty sure that this is the man t

He had a dream, to be a topper so that he would be accepted in the best companies in the Country. And it was almost about to end a year ago only if he had not met Lucas. Lucas David. He was the King of Underworld, the undisputed Ruler of Mafia kingdom. Every single child knew him. Every boy feared of him. He was a nightmare for all. He was often seen on the roads of the city, moving in his Mercedes. He was ruthless, heartless, and cold. He had nothing to be used as his weakness. He had none. But he was honest. He was not a liar. He wasn’t a cheater. He was a fair man. It was kind of interesting incident for him to meet Liam around a year back.

"Any whore would do." Rage filled him, and before anyone could react, he had the lord pinned by the door. His muscled arm choking the devil by his neck. "Dinara is not a whore I can just forget. She is a lady and I will never, ever treat her otherwise." He gritted through his teeth. Lucifer's response was to punch him in his gut and he doubled over with the sharp pain. He groaned but he looked up when he heard his fellow mob boss chuckle.