Mafia And Captive Novels & Stories

“What’s the situation?” Nikolia’s smile remained fixed as he gestured toward the captive. “This one’s been selling information to the Montelli family. Seems our shipment wasn’t the only thing compromised.” His tone was indifferent, as though the man’s fate had already been sealed before Damien got here. The captive’s eyes darted around in panic, his pleas falling on deaf ears. Damien’s gaze remained cold, his focus unwavering. He took a step closer to Nikolia, who had now retrieved a customized handgun from his coat pocket screwing on the silencer with a such a slow and delebrate effort that it made the captive sweat. “PLEASE! I WAS JUST FOLLOWING ORDERS!”

At the warehouse in the middle of the little forest miles off the city, five men were pushed inside a cold empty room, their hands cuffed before the door was sealed after them. Outside the building, several soldiers were on guard. The captive was a renowned mafia leader and he might have a backup plan. Everything had been sound proof, and there wasn't any room for escape. Inside the car, the general sat quietly as he admired the sleeping beauty beside him. He slowly trailed his fingers along her face. He had missed her tremendously. She was just too stubborn, but his heart swelled even more with love.

" Until you tell me who is keeping you caged” Jade indecisively looked around. “His name is Xavier, a…” " Mafia lord” Lily gasped in fright. " Xavier is keeping you captive? He is like a crime boss. Very dangerous man. No one says his name because…” " And that's why you need to go!” " No! You need to escape! Whatever happened to that!?” She angrily asked. " It's impossible!”

I might loose my breakfast right here, before a gathering of the world's most powerful men. The newcomer snaps his fingers "Raul, Vanderhaus. Grab the girl and take her to the airstrip immediately. I'll be there soon." "The fuck, Ramsey?" Old Mikhailov asks on a furious yell. Yeah, Ramsey. The fuck?! Two huge, harsh looking men advance towards me from the army. Just then, the reality of my situation hits me. I cannot become a captive of the Mafia. I've read about all the horrible stuff those monsters do to their captives, especially the women. I could end up as a sex slave or worse.

As his guard had stated, here was another chance, but whatever he is doing, he needs the officials' support before he can succeed. He unbuckled his seatbelt. He yelled, "Explain better!!!!" at the guard, who froze at that moment. "I intended for you to use Lena as a trap since I know he will use her as his Luna. I learnt that he is more infatuated with Lena than his mistress. Therefore, accusing him of rape will suffice.” Nathan wrinkled his brow. Rape? Will that do? Can such an offensive act bring down a mafia member in the same way as it does an Alpha King?

her voice was barely above a whisper. Imani clamped her hand over her mouth, eyes wide with disbelief. Surprise had taken hold of her, threatening to spill from her lips in an uncontrollable gasp. Imani could hear her heart pounding in her chest. Of course, she knew about the mafia, but it was one of those things you never paid attention to. There were only rumors, and at times the police would be investigating, and suddenly the investigations would come to an end. She had thought it was because they were unable to prove anything. To have Elena sit across from her, with terrified eyes and tell her she had been the mafia's captive was unsettling. "H... Hh... How? Wh... why? What did they want

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.

"I didn't think you'd fall for him. I didn't think you'd become one of them." "One of them? Carrick, what are you talking about?" "The mafia, Lucy. The criminals. The people who destroy lives and don't think twice about it." Carrick's hands clenched around his cup. "You're with Barry Castellano. Do you have any idea what that makes you?" Lucy felt anger starting to build in her chest. "It makes me someone who survived. Someone who found a way to live instead of drowning in the mess you created." "I was trying to protect you..."

He was a caged beast, forced to endure the indignity of his confinement, his formidable power rendered useless by the whims of his new master. Despite their past animosity, despite the fact that he had been her captor, her unwilling companion on a perilous journey, Violet felt a pang of something akin to sympathy, a recognition of shared oppression. They were both pawns in Aurora’s ruthless game, both trapped within the opulent prison of the Romano estate.