Novel & Cerita Love Captive To The Mafia Boss My Drama

Estevan quickly carried her like a bride and ran her to the car. "Should we make a baby too?" Gabe whispered to Larisa. "Why not?" Larisa said seductively before kissing Gabe again. "You really know how to captivate me," Gabe uttered before pulling her closer to him. That is the story of how Larisa Castellan captivated the Mafia Boss. Sometimes, what we planned is not happening. But what we didn't plan is what's happening. And sometimes, we just have to go with what our fate is before the best things happen. The end

“Start from the beginning.” “Okay. So, like I said, I was desperate for some means to generate money quickly when I heard a group of girls talk about making a hundred thousand in a night. I immediately joined in, and I met Damon on my first night. The next day we met, he said I couldn’t be with someone else. I don’t know, but afterwards, I couldn’t get into any club, and time kept running. So I was forced to come back to him.” I paused and faced her. “Then he promised to help me clear off the debt if I let him have me. It looked like a good deal to me until he said I wasn’t permitted to leave the premises of this house. So now you’re free, but I feel like I got myself involved in something f

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.

Angelo My mind raced with a ruthless decision. I hadn't bid on her for nothing. She was the price, the perfect pawn in this twisted game of revenge against that despicable mafia boss, Dominic. I needed something to even the score, and she was the potent weapon I now possessed. I watched with a predator's gaze as she stripped down naked before me, her fear rendering her body weak, exactly as I wanted it to be. She had dared to defy me, to claim she wasn't a whore to my face. She was in no position to question me.

"My father died. My mother left. Donatella hates me. Jovani died because he got caught in my world and you—" "I'm right here." He squeezed my hand gently. “And I want you to know that I'm not leaving you anytime soon.” "What happens when my world destroys you too? When Sergei comes back and you get caught in the crossfire? When loving me costs you everything?" "Lorenzo—" "I kidnapped you." The words tumbled out, raw and jagged. "I took you from your life. I made you fall in love with your captor and now you're so deep in my world you can't get out. What kind of person does that? What kind of monster—"

Fuck the heart break, I don’t think I can take it anymore. I started kissing him back without any sing of objection on my face, I might never get this chance again nor I could see him craving for me like this ever. At least I will have these moments to cherish even if he somehow forgets about me, I would be the one holding onto it. I’ve fallen for the mafia who held me captive, my heart couldn’t speak the same language my mind did and I could do nothing about it as I myself chose to shut the doors of my mind down. I was with him and it never felt so right despite of it being truly wrong.

The contrast of her smooth, cool palms against his burning heat made him instantly twitch. Slowly, deliberately, she began to stroke him. Giovanni threw his head back against the leather headrest, a dark, ragged curse tearing from his throat. "Cazzo..." he groaned in Italian. Her fingers were incredibly soft, moving in an erotic, rhythmic friction that had him completely at her mercy. Watching this dangerous, unyielding Don groan and tremble under the touch of her hands gave Rosa a sudden, intoxicating rush of adrenaline. She had power over him—complete, absolute power—and right now, the ruthless billionaire mafia boss was completely helpless at her feet. He was rock hard, his veins throbbin

365 Days to Fall in Love with Mr. Mafia Boss The rain in Milan smelled like gasoline and wet stone. I pulled my coat tighter, but the February chill had already settled into my bones. Not that I could afford to care about comfort. Not when I was standing outside Velluto Nero, the club everyone in the city whispered about but no one admitted to entering. They said the owner didn’t have a name. Just a title: Il Capo. The Boss. I wasn’t here for rumors. I was here because my brother owed him €300,000. And as of three days ago, Luca had vanished.

"A girl like that doesn't willingly throw herself into the bed of a little mafia boss.” "She didn't have a choice," Cain explained quickly, sensing the shift in the room's temperature. "Her father collected a catastrophic amount of debt, for her treatment. Millions, Boss. She tried to clear it, worked herself to the bone, but the interest grew too fast. Moretti bought out the debt. He gave her an ultimatum, either she loses her family for not being able to pay, or she becomes his wife and the debt get cleared."

I thought. Being stuck with a Mafia Lord because of a one-night stand was never part of my life plans. But thanks to Jake who broke my heart, I ended up stuck with a Mafia Lord. Now all my life plans have been disoriented. My mind wandered off to Miranda, who was still in his den, going through torture because of me. I felt guilt weighing down on my shoulders and also clouded my heart. I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly through my mouth, slightly opened. What have I gotten myself into, all in the name of trying to fuck out my sorrows? I thought.