Mafia And Captive Novels & Stories

Not only for the captive who was forced to endure such disgrace but also for the mafia woman, who was blind to her own foolishness. Still frowning, Sherryl wondered why the mafias acted this way. They were proud, yes, but to her, they seemed more foolish than anything else, clinging to pride and their place in the hierarchy, even at the expense of reason. Was this how every mafia man and woman treated their captives? Like they were objects, devoid of value? Perhaps she shouldn’t have been surprised, but Sherryl had hoped that maybe, just maybe, things were different here. Yet she should have known better. Once a price was set on a captive’s head, there was no turning back, and their former l

"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 looked at Marcus, searching for answers, but his eyes were filled with shame and guilt. Marcus's eyes dropped, and he nodded, his voice barely above a whisper. "I'm so sorry, Sophia. I never meant for anyone to get hurt." Sophia felt like she had been punched in the gut. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. The man she loved, the man she was going to marry, was a murderer? ***** Tara had been a captive in marcus’s manshion for what felt like an eternity. Our family had owed marcus a debt, and as collateral, Tara was taken from our home and locked away in marcus’s luxurious prison.

A man at the back starts shouting at the top of his voice, cursing at what is in the truck. Slowly, I moved closer. Achilles raised his hand up, causing Emilio and I to crouch.. He saw us, behind the parked boats and stepped into the light. “Who the fuck are you!” One of the guards shouted. I wanted to feel pity for him, but he knew his merchandise. “I should be asking you that. I am Achilles Draghi,” Achilles said, his voice echoing in the night. “This is my property.” They played right into our trap. Our next shipment travelled from Russia and we risked the lives of our men , two innocent souls to save these people.

The man was bound and gagged, wearing tattered clothes and sporting bruises that spoke of recent beatings. His eyes pleaded for mercy, but he was unable to speak due to the thick gag covering his mouth. ‘What the hell?! Who is that guy?’ Rey wondered in shock. He caught Noah fidgeting from the side of his eye, which meant that it was probably someone he recognized. ‘C-could it be…?!’ Rey’s eyes widened under the mask as the two men dragged the miserable man into the room. “We managed to track down and capture the man who claimed to be our Affiliate. A lowlife like this, using our name to scam one of your esteemed subordinates… that strikes me as unjust.”

He pleaded but I pressed the trigger. “Then spill the names. You’ll die in either case but you can save your family.” I said. “Miguel Sanchez, the Mexican mafia. He abducted my family and forced me to leak the route and boat number of our shipment. He wants to steal the best weapons which are only used by us and the Spanish. I had to give him the details in order to save my family, please forgive me, Capo.” He cried hysterically but I silenced him in the next moment by putting bullets in his skull and cleaned my gun on his clothes.

I replied, wiping my tears, as I avoided his gaze. Now he's got what he wanted. “ I'm washing their fucking hands off your body tonight.” Cassius gritted and started the car, driving with full speed. As he drove, my mind kept dwelling back at what happened back at the place where I was kidnapped. The Mafia boss who kidnapped me, called Cassius, Satan's heir. And as far as I know, there was just one Mafia Lord who is called Satan's heir in all of Tuscany Italy, but it turned out to be Cassius? How?

‘I am a Victim. One dreadful night, I woke up. I was blindfolded with a tie and my hands knotted with thick rope. I was captured by a ruthless Italian-American Mafia. My father owed him a huge amount of money and he was going to get it back by breaking me into pieces until I was completely ruined. He was the deadliest, merciless and most handsome man I had ever known and I was his muse for his cruel pleasure. And in twisted ways... I got to like it. DARK MAFIA ROMANCE.

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.