Mafia Boss Romance Books Novels & Stories

They say if you keep dancing with the devil you’ll get burned. There was only one way that this shit would end. They always say that the only outcomes of being in the game are winding up dead, or going to jail. Would I really get my own happily ever after, being the bastard that I was? With all of the people I hurt, all the bodies I’d made drop, all of the lives I’d destroyed? My name is Louis… And this is my story. Growing up in Birmingham, being forced and groomed into the mafia under the influence of my stepfather.

So, she could tell Jacob about it. “Compensation? There’s one thing I want.” “Okay. Name it.” “I want you to marry me.” “It’s impossible! I’m already married.” “You can divorce him. Don’t you know who he is?” She looked at him. “I know who he is.” “I bet you don’t know that he’s a mafia syndicate leader in our country,” he said calmly. “I know about it. In fact, you are the same.” “What?” His startled voice made her angry. “I know you are a mafia syndicate leader too. Don’t deny it!”

"When did he become a bodyguard? My Diego is not a bodyguard, Drake! He's mine! Call him now! Or give me his number. I need him!" Carolina Del Fiore, commonly known as Carmella, is the only daughter of Eagle Sebastian Del Fiore, the mafia Don of the Del Fiore clan. She is untouchable, incredibly stubborn, and often acts like a spoiled brat who ignores the rules set by her father. Despite her father's restrictions, she comes and goes as she pleases, showing little concern for authority. To be honest, she can be quite a pain. I sighed, resting my back as I looked at her. She chuckled with a fake laugh.

Dario asked, leaning in closer. ​"I have a pretty close contact," Max explained with a dark glint in his eyes. "He's a mafia boss, but he isn't tied to any of the major syndicates. He runs a small operation, but that's exactly his advantage. He can kill people freely and wash his hands clean." ​Dario frowned, trying to process the information. "You mean he commits the crimes but pins the blame on the major syndicates?" ​Max nodded, a wicked smile spreading across his face.

“Family don’t betray each other, Aria. Not even by mistake. A betrayal in this world would cost so many people their lives, so it’s better to end it quick and fast.” I fell back on the couch with another sigh. “This must be a lot for you to handle, isn’t it?” he asked, leaning back with me. I nodded. “I was almost kidnapped yesterday, and today I’m finding out that the man I’m… I’m growing to love lives a dangerous life as a mafia boss. Do you know I called him a murderer just a few hours ago?” I breathed, sitting upright again. “I said so many harsh things that I don’t even know how to take back… or if I should take them back.”

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Chapter 1 It was an awfully warm day which sort of surprises me since it’s already mid-October but then again I’m not complaining since I’m not a huge fan of the cold especially when I work eight hour shifts at the local diner that has no air conditioning nor a working heater, a girl’s got to count her blessings right? “Lili!” I hear all of a sudden, causing me to shake my head and snap myself back to reality, quickly looking over to my side where my boss, Charles was standing already looking at me with a frown placed on his face, an expression that’s placed on his face an awful lot. Sometimes I wonder if it’s possible for an expression to be permanently imprinted on somebody’s face if they

‘It wasn’t a date so stop looking at me like that,’ she said. ‘So who was it? Someone from the gym?’ ‘It was my boss.’ ‘That’s all right, then,’ Rhiannon said, folding her arms. ‘He doesn’t count.’ Georgie turned to look at her. ‘What do you mean, he doesn’t count?’ ‘He’s not your soul mate.’ This time is was Georgie who narrowed her eyes. ‘Have you been talking to Madame Celestia about me again?’ Rhiannon gave her a sheepish look. ‘I happened to run into her buying a book on anger management at Bondi Junction Plaza.’

A few big ones jumped out, people who were high up in government and had since retired. The names change as the years move on. It’s like a map of the county’s political history, of who’s been in power and who replaced who, but I also notice a few international players—foreign ministers and big names in the mafia. Two of those names are specifically familiar to me. One is connected to the Russian Bratva and the other to the Corsican Mafia. A quarter of the book is still empty. It will take at least another decade to fill those pages. I don’t take photos of the incriminating evidence. I can’t be bothered to go through the pains of proving they’re not forged. Nothing beats the real thing.

A motherly colleague connected me with a wealthy wine family in Naples, where I became their financial analyst, working in their residence. Like any girl in my position, I took the job as a family financial analyst in the renowned wine industry owned by Mafia billionaires The Russo family, known as the undertakers, Naples Mafia royalty. The vinnoRicco, their wine company, is the envy of the industry, nestled in the heart of Italy’s vineyards. Working with vinnoRicco is a dream for everyone. The headquarters is an architectural masterpiece against lush vineyards, adorned with grapevine motifs and wrought iron accents. The estate includes a landscaped courtyard for tastings and gatherings.