Mafia And Captive Novels & Stories

"Armed men don't just randomly decide to attack a mafia engagement party. Someone gave you information. They told you when and where to strike. You were paid for this operation." "We don't need payment to—" Matteo's fist connected with the man's jaw before he could finish. The sound made me flinch, made me want to look away. But I forced myself to watch, to witness this side of the man I was supposed to marry. "Try again," Matteo commanded. "And this time, tell me the truth." "We are telling the truth!" The second captive spoke up, his voice panicked. "We just wanted to stop the engagement. We weren't trying to kill anyone, just disrupt things."

She yelps, terrified. “You don’t expect me to treat you well do you?” I scoff, crouching so I can stare into her eyes, “You don’t get it do you? You are a Mahonnas! You are not here to live your fucking best life, you are here as a captive. You are here as sweet revenge against your father and you expect to be treated like a fucking princess? Get this straight, I am doing you a favour not ending your life right this instant. You are fucking captive and I am your captor,” I sneer, “and a captive gets punished when she breaks the rules.” She shakes her head, “No. Nothing can be worse than marrying a Rossellini.”

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.

she said, The vipers…. Who are they? Being the Mafia king in my territory, I am aware of all the mafia groups in this territory and the next. “So, what do you want me to do for you?” I asked, my gaze not leaving her bruised face. A mafia isn't allowed to take in the captive of another mafia but there's something about her that made me want to keep her…I felt like I had seen or known her from somewhere but I couldn't place it. “I can do anything,” she said, her voice sharp with desperation.

No one will mess up with his sister's life. On his way back to city k, he called one of the famous mafia Gasta to help him in capturing the mastermind. Gasta is a bad boy in everything and it's difficult for him and his men to fail a mission. In two days the mastermind was hold captive in Gasta's ware house. Gasta also made investigation as per William's orders to know everything about that mastermind.

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…”

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?" __________________________________________________________________

Mia, the princess of the Vitiello clan, daughter of the most feared Mafia Don Luca Vitiello is kidnapped. She is kept in a basement in a run-down house in the middle of nowhere. Two days, it's been two days since she was kidnapped from the altar and thrown into this basement. No one came for her since then. Her wedding dress is now dirty, and she is starved and dehydrated. She saw everything happen with shock. She walked onto the Altar and Alesso accepted her hand from her father Luca Vitiello. That's when the firing started, taking everyone by alarm. The once cheerful environment became chaotic and everyone began to run for their lives.

My chest, my head, my ears, and annoyingly, even between my legs. “What the fuck, Chiara,” I scold myself, burying my face in the pillow and letting out a muffled scream. What in the blazing hell was that all about? He’s a mafia boss, so that makes him a murderer. He literally kept me captive here. Sure, he tried to spare me, but who’s to say he won’t do anything worse than straight up just shooting me in the head? Not to mention that the man may quite literally be something inhuman.

Only heartbreaking screams of agony can be heard. “Turn on the lights,” Robin instructed. One of the guards dashed to turn on the electricity. Robin waited for the light to turn on before continuing his steps. *** “Let me go!” A woman screamed as a man sat on top of her body on the floor. A thick cable is used to tie both of her hands. When the light came on, Carita's face was filled with horror as she watched the mafia member she relied on collapse around her. The remaining quarter had been apprehended by Robin Luciano's men, kneeling in a tied position with their mouths gagged.