Mafia Boss Wife Novels & Stories

My voice cracked in the end and their laughter drowned my scream for help. "Bring her inside!" Their leader ordered, and I was helpless as they dragged me inside. "Don't worry, as long as your husband does, what my boss wants, you'll be safe, but if Alas chooses to get on my boss's nerves, then we'll feast on you, Czarina Rocio."

She placed her glass on the contour between us. "She's still my wife," I answered firmly. Regardless of the reasons I might have married Gia, she was still my wife, and I would do anything in my power to protect her and make sure that anyone who dared to lift their finger to hurt her, paid daily for it. And Faviola was no exception to that. She was going to pay for what she did to her. "I don't understand why it matters if I hurt her when you keep her prisoner in your house." She scoffed.

“Yeah, I know, wife. I’ll just wait until it’s fine. I really miss your sexy body.” I turned around to embrace him. He lifted my chin and kissed me. Being parents was exhausting, but with Louis, everything felt easy. He wasn’t just Louis, the rich billionaire and powerful mafia boss. He was my husband, the father of our children, and most of all, he owned my heart, which was solely for him. I knew it wouldn’t be easy. We’d face problems and enemies, especially since I had what various organizations were looking for. But in the end, I knew we would face it all together. And with each step, we would become stronger. Because no matter what happens, we have each other.

"It's puzzling that you have no clue." I furrowed my brow. "Why?" "They use the ones they capture here," spoke a man around 40. He approached, casting a momentary gaze at the children nearby. "I'll draw nearer so the kids won't hear," I nodded. "They exploit us. The Boss, as they call him, is the father figure of all the Mafia and syndicates. He wields too much power for any of his subordinates to defy. Even in his youth, he was extraordinary, his abilities and intellect setting him apart. He played with them, no one could approach him. Yet, he managed to have a wife and child. He was a good father and husband. Until his wife succumbed to a grave illness. His child, however, committed suicid

Elaina sighs in relaxation and says, "Your boss is so cold and rude. He didn't introduce us." "Hi, I'm Elaina, wife of your arrogant boss," Elaina stops Blackie and starts, ruffling its fur. It sits next to her and growls in reply. She smiles carefree and looks at Blackie with so much love and concern. Blackie sits next to her; Elaina rests her head on its head, thinking deeply about Aaron, Myra, and herself. She never assumes that she will marry a Mafia king. He is the capo; it is the bitter truth of her life. She doesn't understand yet; how is it possible?

“You come when I tell you to from now on. Not her.” Desperately trying to hold back my orgasm, I nodded. “Okay.” He murmured, "Watch my wife," and made me sigh softly as he pulled on my nipple. Laila was watching her husband skillfully touch my folds. “She’s going to come for me on command, then you’ll learn to do the same thing.” I swallowed hard and stared at his profile, unable to believe that I was really here with a Mafia boss and his wife. Out of all the women in the world that they could’ve had, they chose me; they wanted me.

She led with a far reached but plausible conclusion, that I had even thought would be the possibility until I had the wife’s record checked. “Who’s to say that the mafia boss’s wife has only killed only one child. I had Zayne do a background check on her and that woman is the reincarnation of the devil in a werewolf’s body.” Her hands were stained with gallons of innocence buried under the guise of being just a loyal serving con-woman. I had formerly believed that the worse she could muster would be to control her husband into destabilizing the entire mafia, that’s considering his status. “What do you mean?” Of course, she couldn’t verse my reference but even though it as clear as day what I

Monica asked Emma with a smile. "Of course not, we all know whose Mafia is the most powerful in Atlanta, thus nothing can harm her since she is the ruthless Mafia Don's wife's best friend, and you are simply mafia maids of Don's beneath my husband, OK," I smiled at Monica and her companions as they tried to hide their shame. "Talking about that, are you not meant to be at home after burying your father? We heard that your husband's bullet mark was detected on the bullet that killed your father."

She sat down on my bed and I let out a little laugh "I know. I've just not had the chance to talk to my parents or anyone and since I'm not allowed to leave seeing them wasn't an option. Julius said I was in some kind of danger" I rolled my eyes and I heard her laugh. i just stared at her. "I'm sorry Vera. You married into a mafia family and now ur the wife of the now mafia don meaning your life would be in constant danger" I had my suspicions there were in the mafia ever since the day dad told me they could ruin him. The luxurious mansion added to my suspicions but she just confirmed it. "It's okay mother. It's all worth it "

“He’s ruthless, lethal and really, really powerful. When he came into the hideout where the kidnappers had taken Ethan and I to, they had instantly dropped to their knees, that’s how much he’s feared by people.” My skin crawled as I listened to my parents talk about how dangerous the person I was going married off to was, as the hair stylist did my hair up in my bedroom. I was already dressed up in my wedding dress, and my makeup had already been done to perfection by professionals. “He’s the most powerful mafia Don ever to walk the earth. Every other mafia here in Italy knows he has the final say.” Dad continued and I felt fear clog my throat once again. “And you’re getting me married off t