Mafia And Captive Novels & Stories

Phoebe was calculating the action of the Harris who was already to give him a peace of mind which surely he could because Phoebe was indeed a good fighter but not in the mafia who sharpen their skills on a regular basis. “CAPO? What CAPO ? a criminal and a cryptozoic , a law-escaped man? Hell you are a curse , which needs to be cleaned from society.” Falcon gritted his teeth and closed his eyes to savor the taste of scotch, he muttered Bastardo,Maiale,Figlio di puttana (Bastard, Pig and SOn of Bitch) Harris shot Phoebe but not at him to stop him from abusing his CAPO further. Falcon looked at him with piercing eyes and uttered .

She said while raging and trying to get off from the ropes Felix's face were opposite of Layla that's why she couldn't see him . He started laughing at her Mia's words and stood up from his seat . "Aww my cute little wild cat, are you this much brave now to disclose my secret to my wife? Tsk tsk , sorry but that's not gonna happen . Cause I won't repeat the same mistake which I did earlier" The captive girl scrunched her face in confusion but it turned into a feared one when Felix pointed a gun at her head .

That night, he brought me to his villa. New locks on every door and window. Four more guards at the gate. My phone taken away. "Olivia." He crouched in front of me, someone else's blood still on his hands. "You can't go out anymore. When I've cleared every threat—I'll let you go free." That was the first day of my captivity. The villa was massive. Bulletproof glass on every window. Electronic locks on the garden gate. He bought me books, a computer, art supplies. Meals came three times a day. A doctor visited weekly.

He wouldn't let this happen. He would come for me. He always did. Even | knew life with Massimo...his controlling hands, his unpredictable moods, and his obsessive nature was better than whatever this stranger had planned. Bootsteps scraped against the floor and I forced myself to lift my head. My captor, ugly and smug, a shadow of a man with teeth that caught in the lantern light, stood a few feet away watching me like I was somne prize animal he'd caught in a trap. His face looked like it had been

CHAPTER FIFTY Dimitri My captor led me out of the study and down another long hallway. My mind was still reeling from everything I had just learned. I was a mafia lord. A dangerous criminal. I had a twin brother who had wronged me, and there was a woman I loved but could not remember. "This will be your room," The man said, stopping in front of a large wooden door. He pushed it open and I stepped inside. The room was enormous, bigger than the entire restaurant where I had been working.

"Alpha, this is impossible. She is." "I know what she is." Dominic's voice cut through the chaos like a blade. His eyes never left mine, burning now with amber fire. The muscle in his jaw ticked as he fought whatever instinct the bond demanded. When he finally spoke again, each word was forced through gritted teeth. "Liana Moretti, you will remain my captive until your father surfaces to face justice. Then you will both pay for what was taken from my pack." He turned away, dismissing me, but not before I saw it, the war raging behind those ice-blue eyes. The mate bond demanded protection. His need for vengeance demanded blood.

“The attempt to have Cassie kidnapped by Mikael?” The mention of Cassie made Bain’s blood boil, though his expression remained unreadable. Randish paled. “That’s—That’s a lie.” Bain exhaled sharply, then snapped his fingers. The door swung open, and his men dragged in a bloodied man—mikael himself, the mexico mafia boss, barely conscious but alive enough to feel terror. mikael groaned, struggling weakly. His once-pristine suit was soaked with his own blood, his fingers broken, his face swollen from the beating Bain’s men had given him.

No… He asked his men not to touch me meaning he would do whatever he wants with me? The questions stormed my mind as I was alone in the room thinking about my fate, what could happen to me in this hell that seemed to have no escape. As if the heartbreak and betrayal from my boyfriend and sister wasn't enough, I was now a captive to a brutal mafia boss. I didn't know how long I sat there lost in my thoughts, but eventually, I was brought back to reality as I heard the sound of footsteps outside my door. I froze, wondering who it could be. Was it the same lady that had brought in my food? Or was it Dominic himself?

Bill was rude, heartless, psychopathic, and demonic. The abandoned building has many rooms, and her two friends are in another room. She and her daughter have left at the entrance of the building… sitting in a steel chair, hand-tied back, and wearing a vest with a bomb. The timer isn’t activated yet. And they don’t know when it will be activated. Bill also has a lot of numbers of men. For that reason, he is also a Caporegime of the mafia—the same mafia where Helios is. And he chooses to be the traitor to their organization.

Ivan ordered. " Okay Boss" the captor went towards Dante whom was seated on the chair, discarding the blindfold from his face as he untied him. Dante stood up like the Mafia Don he is, looking at his wrist which showed the scar of the rope used in tying him. "How dare you! you've made a mistake by underestimating my actions. If you didn't get fearful of me you should have been fearful of the king of the underground. What were you thinking? that by capturing me you'll freely take over my domain, are you insane or were you born this stupid?. Basically a cat has nine lives so does a mafia don, I'll kill you i swear it!! I will kill you untill you're dead. He said angrily glaring at Ivan