Mafia And Captive Novels & Stories

“He has a gang, you know, the typical mafia shit,” Nora was aware, he had a whole dungeon in his house for a reason. She knew he was not all that innocent but she also knew he would not hurt an innocent person, that much she was sure of. “His house has about ten to twenty men on a daily basis, he has two top men, Nicho and Ted, Nicho is the crazy one that kidnapped me, surprisingly, Luca sent him here with me, crazy man,”

"I won't listen to your lies and your excuses! You're a captor, Marcus! You're a man who takes women as prisoner and uses them for your own twisted desires!" The stranger's eyes flashed with approval. "Yes, Sophia, you're finally seeing the truth. Marcus here has a pattern of behavior. He takes women captive and uses them for his own pleasure." Sophia's eyes narrowed as she turned to Marcus. "Is that true?" she demanded. "Did you lend my father money, knowing that he would find it difficult to pay off his debts to you, and then take me as collateral?" Marcus's face went white as he stumbled backward, his eyes wide with horror.

I decided it was time to go home I stood up and started walking towards my house. “Look who do we have here? Isn't she the captive of De Mario mafia?" __________________________________________________________________

Sophie shifted her seat beside me as she spoke. “What do you mean their first?” The coldness of the Dark Woods seemed to grow stronger and stronger each moment. The rustling in the woods, the howls of the wolves, and the invisible eyes that I felt before seemed to flood all my senses. Petra locked her eyes on Sophie. “We are not their first.” Everyone’s eyes and ears were all focused on Petra. “We are not the first captives the blood drinkers took.” Sophie gasped beside me with her hand placed over her mouth.

"They exploit us. The Boss, as they call him, is the father figure of all the Mafia and syndicates. He wields too much power for any of his subordinates to defy. Even in his youth, he was extraordinary, his abilities and intellect setting him apart. He played with them, no one could approach him. Yet, he managed to have a wife and child. He was a good father and husband. Until his wife succumbed to a grave illness. His child, however, committed suicide. No one knows why," "Suicide? How do you possess knowledge of his personal life?" The woman nodded. "I served them when I was younger. However, due to a mistake on my part, they captured me. I couldn't bear witnessing what they do to those the

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.

"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—"

She doesn’t know a single thing about how the mafia works apart from the basic things I told her - mostly rankings and our businesses - nothing our enemies didn’t know before. Zia held permanent residency in my mind, but I shudder at picturing her right now. She’s all alone, uncertain of her tomorrow. Thoughts of all bile things her abductor might do to her crossed my mind. People in the underworld are unforgiving of prisoners. I know because I’ve had my fair share of time in captivity and being the one giving these tortures.

He hugged her back. "And mom will you come along with me tomorrow to my audition?" He asked with a delighted face. "Sure dear, I'll always be there for you." "Thanks mom." And now here in Italy planning and plotting was going on. "It's thrice in this year that our girls have been abducted by HK and God knows who is that." The headman, one of the important man in Italian mafia domain stated in disbelief as he shook his head in dismay. "Actually.. Don knows who is it!!" Benett butted in unusually as Marcel passed him a hard glare.

she said in a flat tone. “You can’t leave, Arabella…” “I am not your captive. You won’t keep me against my will. I have been a mafia captive once. I will not do it again…” “I am no longer a part of the mafia,” I replied. “You have nothing to worry about.” “I am getting out of here. I don’t care if you disagree or not. I’ll take care of myself from now henceforth. You have no obligations to me…”