Mafia And Captive Novels & Stories

“Tomorrow we start the real fun. We’re taking you to the club. The whole inner circle gets to watch while we triple-fuck you on stage. Then they can have turns with our well-trained whore.” Nico leaned down and whispered in my ear, “And you’re going to beg for it on camera. Beg your triplet owners to ruin you in front of everyone.” I lay there, completely wrecked, leaking their cum from every hole, belly round and heavy. I had been kidnapped to keep their secret safe. Instead, I had become their favorite broken and begging mafia whore. And the worst part? I couldn’t wait for tomorrow night. I couldn’t wait to be put on display and used like the perfect triple-penetration toy I had become.

My lips trembled as I spoke, voice barely above a whisper. "I don't know how exactly I'm supposed to answer this silly question of yours but Aurora I need power and your marriage to Alessandro De-luca will help me achieve this." He explained. "Do you think I want to be a caporegime forever? What happened to climbing to a conglisingre official?" I didn't fully understand what he was talking about since I wasn't versed with the Mafia rank. "-For now, just abandon everything you think you have fixed for today, I'll handle it. Someone will be here tomorrow to take care of you and we'll going to the charity ball together and you'll make sure to behave yourself properly as you meet your husband to

Justice, Mafia Style ______ "Let me go, you bastards!" Monica thrashed against the ropes binding her wrists and ankles, her screams echoing through the warehouse. The moment I stepped in, every man in the room turned to acknowledge me. "Welcome, boss," one of them greeted. Monica's frantic gaze snapped to me. "Leo?" Her face twisted in shock, then instantly softened as she switched tactics. "Leo, these people kidnapped me on my way to your house! I was coming to see you!" she cried.

But as I sit across from Christian, I can’t shake the feeling that I’m still…still just a captive of the mafia. Haunted by the fact that even if I’ve carved myself out a space in this little world…that I may always be. I sigh, and begin to eat the delicious meal I cooked, resigned to my fate.

"No! How can I just climb on your back? Moreover, there's an injury on your arm." JK yells, "Just shut up and do as I say!" "No, I won't! Why are you showing me mercy now?" "I have never seen a stubborn girl like you." Grabbing her hand forcefully, he makes her lean on his back. "This man, seriously! How long are you going to force me? Will you ever let me live peacefully? When will you stop all this?" "When you love me more than I do." "I'll never fall for you." "You won't have to do it, baby. It will happen automatically. Just wait and see." "Yeah, yeah, whatever. Walk as soon as possible; I'm so hungry." "It's high time to learn how to control your hunger." "Yah, I've never seen a stupid

"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."

BANG. Both collapsed mid-charge, blood pooling beneath them. She could hardly process it. Less than twenty seconds, That’s all it took for him to take them all down. The room was silent again. The only ones left were Rafael, Celia, and the leader still holding her hostage. The man’s grip on her tightened, his entire body rigid. His breathing had turned shaky. Celia realized something then. He was scared of Rafael. The mafia leader’s lips curled into a snarl. "You love to rebel," he spat. "But you should know by now, you’re no match for me."

The time had come to confront the remaining members of the gang that had dared to harm my wife. With a shared understanding, we silently made our way to the hidden underground facility where we conducted our Mafia operations. The air was heavy with anticipation as we entered the secure room, where the captive members of the gang were being held. I stood there, face to face with the captured undercover boss, a man whose actions had brought chaos and pain into our lives. He wore a defiant expression, refusing to divulge the information we sought. But I was determined to break him, to extract every ounce of truth from his treacherous lips.

Carlo said, "He's only betrayed us in the last few years, and it's said that he has something to do with his family." Mauro Ricci muses, "Well, it's a risk to use someone with a soft heart in the end." Mauro Ricci is a big businessman, but when he was young he was a penniless street hustler who started from scratch in a smuggling business. The process was naturally difficult and he experienced many betrayals, which led him to develop his own way of doing things: the important things are never done by someone with a weakness, unless that person has a weakness in his own hands.

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 .