Mafia Forced Novels & Stories

"Yes I’m sure it did, guess what? I don't give a crap." Blake roughly turned her onto her stomach and grabbed both her harms tying them together behind her back. The more she tried to struggle the more his dick hardened against her butt, that stopped the struggle almost immediately. Turning her back around he secured her ankles together. "Blake, you son of a bitch, untie me now. You have not right to do this!" "Wrong again princess, I'm your fucking husband and you will learn to respect and fucking obey me." "Obey you? Doesn't Jade play the obedient lover with you? Is that why you feel the need to force me into that role?"

"No! How can I just climb on your back? Moreover, there's an injury on your arm." JK yells, "Just shut up and do as I say!" "No, I won't! Why are you showing me mercy now?" "I have never seen a stubborn girl like you." Grabbing her hand forcefully, he makes her lean on his back. "This man, seriously! How long are you going to force me? Will you ever let me live peacefully? When will you stop all this?" "When you love me more than I do." "I'll never fall for you." "You won't have to do it, baby. It will happen automatically. Just wait and see." "Yeah, yeah, whatever. Walk as soon as possible; I'm so hungry." "It's high time to learn how to control your hunger." "Yah, I've never seen a stupid

Maya My father sold me in exchange for a spot with the mafia’s most dangerous twin brothers. I became their object, forced to please their every desires. No matter how screwed up it is, I have no choice but to obey. Because I belong to them. Claimed rightfully with my father’s blessings. So I stay still, arms and legs chained to a cross. I’ve long given up fighting.

“Don't force me to do something, you will regret, Girl. I have decided and you are following it.” “No mother. I can't. I have a sprain in my leg. The doctor asked me to not move.” Mia tried to reason. Stephanie leaned to her daughter’s level and gave her a stern gaze. “Mia. I had a broken leg, the doctor ordered a complete bed rest but your father had me work in the kitchen the whole time. We don't live in a normal world. It's Mafia World. Men make Rules and Women follow them. Men are not replaceable but women are. Rose is lucky she is married to the boss himself. Had she married some soldier her life would have been dirty hell!”

"And I’d prefer it if you called me Nero." Nero. I scoffed and looked away from him. I knew that he was trying to get me to let my guard down. I wasn’t blind to the way he operated. Nero had been the black sheep of the Vecchio family which was a very powerful one. The Vecchio Mafia still existed today. But Nero had broke out from their hold and formed his own mafia within days. In a month he had become infamous for three massacres which took the lives of some of the best of the Vecchio mafia. Many had chosen to join him. A significant number had been threatened to.

And in this city, power belongs to me. Today's meeting is no different. I know the mafias are here to talk about Vector, another bloody mafia who is pushing limits and screwing with distribution. “Give us the order to kill him, Salvador.” Hector says with his finger on the table. “He’s messing with our business. Halving prices, stealing our customers—” “He’s a fucking bastard! I heard he’s supplying bullets too.” I crack my knuckles. “Bullets?” “Yeah, I don’t have proof, but one of the people he’s dealing with is knee-deep in gun business and you banned that.” Frank says.

, Mia said, but stopped talking halfway. “If you do not want to tell me, don't worry about it”, I said. Perhaps, Mia had been forced to do what she did not want to do or will not do on a regular day, but because she was in the Mafia, she went against her will everyday. I did not want to be like Alexander, forcing people to do what they did not want to do. If she did not want to tell me what happened to her, then it was not going to be a problem. I was ashamed of being rude to her, and my dislike for Alexander grew even stronger.

Just nods and leaves as silently as she came. Trisha leans forward, grinning. “Okay, so I need all the deets.” “There’s nothing to tell,” I say, keeping my voice light. “It was an alliance. Arranged. No meet-cute.” “You’re no fun,” she groans. “So this is what dirty money gets you?” She gestures at the room, joking. I glance at Dante’s men. Their faces are stone. Trisha doesn’t notice. “Honestly, where do I sign up for the mafia? This dirty money business is starting to sound interesting.”

THE DON'S FORCED BRIDE "I can't wait to see you in those lingeries, princess." Harley Anderson never asked to be anyone's collateral. She was raised on scripture and small town grace, the pastor's daughter with a scholarship and a second chance at life, thanks to a heart transplant that should have been a miracle and nothing more. She never knew what her parents paid for it. She never knew who they owed. Until a contract lands in her hands with her father's signature on it, and one line that changes everything: if the debt isn't paid before her twenty first birthday, she belongs to the lender. Body, name, and future. His name is Don Carlos. Thirty five, ruthless, untouchable, the kind of

Not a single sound or cough out of her. Micah chuckled. “You work for the Italian Mafia, correct? You recently shut down some vampires trafficking drugs to humans?” “Yeah. Their drugs fucked with the humans in ways that was calling attention to the drug and what was in it. It also made their blood undrinkable, rendering the humans worthless. Doesn’t matter if you’re vampires, humans, or werewolves. You cross the mafia and try to make money out of businesses we have our hands in without permission, shit happens.” I took another drag and fed it to Auri again, her head still back as I held her chain tight. I had to fucking sell it and I hated every minute of it. She was starting to relax in my