Mafia Boss Movie Romance Novels & Stories

Tony said simply. “What like the Mafia?” Said Grace shocked. “The Mafia is the Italian version, you already met Xan who is the Chinese Gang Syndicate leader and you already met the European one as well!" Tony said carefully. “Xan, that arsehole I just stared down?” Grace said and Tony nodded. "Who is the European one?” She asked quickly. Tony sighed and said “Kurt Blackwood!” There was a silence as the blood drained out of Grace’s face. She felt like someone had ripped her heart out and kicked her in the stomach at the same time.

“Why force me into this… circus?” He was quiet for a moment. Then he walked to the corner table and poured himself a glass of wine. “You want the truth?” he asked without looking at me. “Yes.” He took a slow sip. “Because marrying you ruins your father.” I blinked. “What?” Dominic turned around, his eyes darker than usual. “Eduardo Madrigal spent his life climbing over people like me. People who weren’t born into money. He humiliated my family. Blackmailed my father. Stole contracts. And when my mother died, he laughed.”

Zamir was the man they thought would possess a heavenly stone cold heart, ruthless in terms of people who come in his way, and does everything in his power to get whatever he wants. Just now, I realized that if you want something, you have to sacrifice another thing in exchange for getting what you wanted. That's exactly how the mafia organization works. However, in Zamir's case, he doesn't exchange but he only gets. He's a powerful mafia leader, everyone bows to him. Everyone fears him. "My turn to ask you questions…" Zamir asserted. I bit my lower lip and bobbed my head. "What is it all about?" "The day that you woke up, I knew Franco went there," Zamir asserted. "Do you still love him?"

Serena's POV "What are you not telling me? I demanded. Gabriel chuckled nervously and stood up. "I just don't want you to get yourself in trouble. Adrian is the head of the Mafia family in Sicily which means he's a very dangerous man. He's got eyes everywhere and will not be happy to find you looking in his business. So I don't think you should keep sniffing around." He explained. I exhaled in frustration. "But if he knows something about my father's death, then I want to know it too." I protested.

She spoke up finally, and the family froze in shock, especially Cross, who never thought she could ever accept such. "Are you trying to say I should get you sold to Gun Blackwood?" He asked her. "I have done my research. I know he's the biggest Boss in the city. He's also the biggest Mafia Boss. I know that too." she said, already crying with fear evident in her eyes. "But I have no choice but to accept it, Father if that's what will make you look at me for once and be happy." She said to everyone's hearing. Rose's heart broke on seeing the situation her daughter was in. "You must be joking, Mia; there is no way I am letting you do that. It's a crime."

“I know you might think I am making things up but I am not and for your own good, you better not try anything. unlike that day, there are men at the gate. They don’t know anything about you and they might not readily ask who you are before they pull the trigger.” Guns? He had men with guns? If this is Italy and he has men with guns, then he must be some kind of mafia boss. I wanted to laugh at his made-up stories but the chances of everything being true weren’t zero. “I will send someone to you. Tell them what you want to eat and they will get it for you. Because I don’t trust you to remain still, your windows can’t be opened from the inside. The door will be left open because the front door

I growled, voice cold, “I’ll kill you all before the second bullet leaves your gun.” The leader stepped forward, his face shadowed under the moonlight. “Who the hell sent you?” I demanded, finger steady on the trigger. The men stayed silent, their guns still pointed. My muscles tensed, my heartbeat steady and cold. The playful warmth from seconds ago was gone — replaced by the side of me I always tried to keep buried when she was around. Mafia boss. Killer. Damon Moretti. And whoever sent these men just made the biggest mistake of their lives.

He's really run out of love for her, I tell myself. I start to worry if he's okay when the clock’s short hand hits 8 PM. Is he safe? Is he back home? Are there casualties? I start asking myself as if I should. Well, I need to know if my boss is okay. Heaven knows I care a lot for him more than I should. He is my boss, not just that, a Mafia boss at that , I remind myself. I drag myself upstairs making my way into my room but I meet a shocker. I see my boss sitting on the couch, drinking from a bottle of whiskey.

A person with a helmet comes down from the motorcycle, tries to hit Maria, she steps back, and at the moment she takes a step back she cuts his arm with the scalpel of her future sister-in-law Ariana Romero, he gets upset, and she says for the last time; - Tell your damn boss that Maria De La Cruz is here, I have a Mexican guard pointing at you, if you touch me you die. They looked everywhere, they realized that it could be true, although it was not, but through a sign from the young man in the tree, they call their boss, he answers; - Alberto Zapata, it's Maria De La Cruz, I want to see you. - Come in. II Maria De La Cruz, and her crook friends, entered the cocaine jungle, as great heroes,

After some check ups, the doctor announces the condition of the Mafia Boss. "Señor just got a minor injury and nothing serious. He'll be staying for 2-3 days to run some tests, just to be sure. I'll take my leave." "M-Marcella… where's my amata?" He asks in a hoarse voice. "She's with that cursed child." Felicia, elegant cousin of the Mafia Boss, replies while looking at her newly polished nails. "H-How about her? What happened?" Enrico remembers the accident, the scenarios replay in his head when he heard them talking about Mariella.