Mafia Boyfriend Novels & Stories

Sadie immediately looked around suspiciously. “So.” She narrowed her eyes. “How does it feel leaving your mafia billionaire boyfriend’s luxury mansion?” I almost choked on my drink. “First, he's not a mafia. Second he’s not my boyfriend.” “Oh yeah. Firstly, his father is a mafia, which means he's also one. And secondly, he protected you and you guys shared a kiss, so yeah.” I hated how accurate that sounded. Sadie grinned wickedly. “Tell me everything.” And honestly?

He answered casually. "He has done something which will create problems for me in the future..." His eyes turned angry. "And if that happened then it's not going to be pretty for anyone..." "He is not my boyfriend anymore... We broke up." I answered. He chuckled. "You think mafias really break up with the women they love... You are too naive..." What does he mean? I frowned. "You broke up with him... He didn't..." I want to punch that smirk out of his face. "He loves you... That makes you his weakness and my advantage... You will stay here till he clean the mess he has created..."

“Alessia! Finally! I was beginning to think you’d forgotten all about me.” I smiled, feeling a wave of relief wash over me. “Sophia, I miss you so much. It feels like forever since we’ve talked.” “That’s because it has been forever,” she said dramatically. “What’s going on? Are you okay? How’s life with your mysterious mafia boyfriend?” I laughed nervously. “He’s not mafia—” “Sure, Alessia,” Sophia interrupted, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “And I’m not stuck running the bar without my best friend. Spill. What’s he done now?”

) I squeeze my eyes shut, trying to block out the headache pulsing behind them. "I called you like hundred times. You didn't even bother to receive them and talk to me." Mia, my so-called girlfriend, whines as she flings herself onto me like some desperate, clingy parasite. Mia Oliver—daughter of the New York mafia boss, James Oliver—is nothing more than a necessary evil, a grating nuisance tied to a business deal I’m forced to stomach and my soon to be fiancèe. Just the sight of her makes me want to rip my hair out, but I have to tolerate her, biting, chewing, swallowing and digesting my own flesh until the deal ends.

Danger. Possession. Obsession wrapped in silk and steel. She barely had a second to gather herself when— “So, uh…” Dave’s voice broke through the spinning mess in her head, hesitant, confused. “…is that your boyfriend?” Mia’s eyes snapped to him. Boyfriend? Boyfriend? Her laugh came out half-crazy, half-panicked — not because it was funny, but because… what else could she do? Boyfriend. Like Marco was normal. Like Marco wasn’t practically threatening Dave’s entire bloodline five seconds ago.

he asked amidst his laugh, he just could not hold it back “Because I know Alyssa, I have seen her grow and trust me, you wouldn’t want to know it all but people do change I am just worried about what her boyfriend will do to you when he finds you eyeing his girl, he beat up some boy in the neighborhood until he was hospitalized , I want you to take care of yourself and don’t get involved in any of this bullshit, Mike’s dad runs the biggest mafia group in this neighborhood and he has friends all over even the police so he would not hesitate, just be with the girl who has less drama in her life, at least that is what I can advise you to do, Maeve seems like good girl even though I don’t know

Since I knew Ivan was gay I could have cared less. “This is my husband’s cousin Ivan,” I said, flicking my head. “Very nice to meet Mickey’s mate, and congratulations,” he said, kissing her cheek. He didn’t miss a beat, or he was very good at taming his eyes from a naked woman. “Are you in the mafia too,” Veronica asked. I burst out laughing and Ivan did as well. This girl had no clue what she was getting herself into, but then again, I hadn’t either. However, I looked down at the amazing gift in my arms and could only think ... my mafia mate was more than worth all the trouble.

A slight curve appeared on his lips and he replied: “Of course.” Why did I bother to ask this person? Of course, he already checked all of my records. After all, he was the mafia king of this city. Well, at first I didn’t know that my girlfriend’s father was a mafia king but after our last meeting I checked on him and if I said I was not shocked to know his identity then it’ll be the biggest lie. I was very scared but I will not step back. I love Isabella. I’ll not leave her and I’ll make sure this mafia king will accept me.

"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.

"Congratulations." "How is that a scam?" Emma folded her arms and leaned against the bathroom door. "Lia." "Hmm?" "Let's use the little common sense God gave us." Lia narrowed her eyes immediately. "I already don't like where this conversation is going." Emma raised a finger. "The sole heir of the De Luca family." A second finger joined the first. "The son of the infamous Il Re Nero (The Dark King)." A third finger followed. "The future Don of the richest and most feared Mafia family in the whole world."