Mafia And His Angel Novels & Stories

I said "Told you what? Can someone please tell me what's going on?" He said angrily "Mia and her husband Chad used to abuse her," Damian said and almost choking on the word abuse "What?" He asked in shock "She also knows about the mafia and she can also fight and is known as Angel, Raven, and Butterfly in the underground world," Caleb said "Please tell me he's kidding," Edward said "He's not," I said looking down at my hands and hoop she is still safe and unharmed

I looked at Angel and opened the message. "Are you following me?" Read the message. I hiked a brow and scoffed at him which left a scowl blanketing his face. I decided to play so I just ignored him and watched the players instead pretending to be totally amazed. ____ Angel I had been out with my men to attend to business. We went to meet up with Don Ricardo, one of the men I had ally with in the business. He was a friend of my step father and had rendered useful ideas to me when I first took over the mafia business.

she says with a hint of sadness. "Well?" Angel finally speaks. "How do I put this......" mama drags out. "We as a family are running the Italian Mafia"

he went on, his eyes narrowing, “something is stopping me.” His words shocked me, and I stared at him, unable to hide my disbelief. Angelo—the ruthless, feared mafia lord—was considering helping me? Before I could speak, he held up a hand. “Don’t thank me yet,” he said sharply. “There’s more you need to hear.” I nodded silently, my fingers tightening around the hem of my skirt. He sat back, his expression unreadable. “The man you killed,” he began, his voice low, “was a retired clan leader. He was a rival of my father’s, so in a way, you did me a favour.”

"I've murdered thousands of people that i can't count and at the end didn't feel even a smidge of guilt inside of me, yes angel!, I am nothing but a blood tasty monster." In the dim light, his eyes watched her relentlessly as he said his words, like a falcon watches a fleeing morsel. In slow accretion, he extended his free hand and wrapped it around her waist. "I dedicated my whole life to the mafia but after some years, i left, maybe i was probably tired of coating my hands and whole body with blood but recently things had turned more worse than i thought" Angelina fingers clenched his shirt tightly like she was scared that he'd disappear into thin air.

It made him lose his temper again and he threw her onto his bed taking her regardless of her frightened screams he had to make her see she was his now and he would force her to accept it. They had all grown up together, Giovanni and Carlos were cousins, almost all the Mafia families were related in one way or another and Angelina was a beautiful English teenager who had captured both their hearts. She had arrived in Sicily with her friends for a working holiday and never gone home. Both men fell in love with her the first time they met, she was helping pick the grapes from the vines on one of the Mafia vineyards. They had gone to help too on the orders of Carlos’ Uncle, the current Mafia Gr

“I knew exactly who Dario was.” The mention of his name made my chest ache. “He loves you, Fina.” I laughed bitterly. “No.” “He does.” “If he loved me, he wouldn’t have done this to you.” Silence. Then— “That’s the mafia.” I stood immediately. “Don’t tell me shit about the mafia.” Angel sighed. “We were born into it.” “And now we’re suffering because of it.” My voice cracked. “I got married to a man who treats me like a possession.”

"You know the terms, Damian. You always have. I looked after you when you were nobody. Now, I expect you to look after me." "I will." "See that you do." A pause. "And Damian, be careful with distractions. They have a tendency of becoming liabilities." The line went dead. I gently placed the phone back on the desk, the numbers on the paper before me suddenly rendered meaningless. Marcus Hale. Fifteen years of managing him, like a shadow that I'd learned to stay just a step ahead of. And now, he knew about Lena. I didn't know how-Sophia, one of my men, or simply the ubiquitous reach of his network; it didn't matter. He knew, and he had explicitly called her a distraction.

My angel was so concentrated on removing Daniella’s tongue that she still hadn’t sensed my proximity nor that Aurelio had given us space. Daniella’s gargled cries echoed in the basement as the blood oozed down her mouth and chin. I wasn’t sure if I should have been worried when Isa dropped Daniella’s tongue on the bloody floor with a deranged laugh, but something about my angel at that moment had me both hard and terrified of how capable she was at doing this. We have always ensured to keep the women out of mafia-related dealings like these. It was what you’d call, mafia law. But I felt like Isa needed the involvement for closure. She’d taken care of Mattias herself, so why not grant her Dan

There was a note of tenderness in his voice the whole time, indicating that he would not harm her. He's reckless and dangerous still he was calm with her last night. He had made it crystal clear, if there's any future it will be with him. Her heart went off rhythm when she heard mafia from him. There was dread in her stomach. She could still feel it. She was expecting him to be a rogue, cruel businessman but not a mafia. What would he do for a living? Killing people? Selling drugs among youngsters? kidnapping? Human Trafficking? Prostitution?