Mafia Forced Novels & Stories

Ayla, who had fallen on her face, now took care of herself, got up, sat up properly and turned her eyes towards this tyrant. “What are you trying to do, whatever you said, I accepted it, now what else do you want from me?” She strengthened her tone. “No, no, my dear, these cries are a little. These tears are a sign of cowardice, my dear. Don't look at them again. From now on, you are the wife of Mafia Man, a beast who hates tears. I don't want to force you to do that. I don't like it at all. The purpose of bringing you here is something else. I want you to be forced to kneel before me.”

" On your right side. Turn the lamp on. " Catalina found the switch and pressed it. As soon as she touched it, an alarm went off. The pakhan snatched the gun from her hands and with one hand pushed her on the bed with him. She collided with his naked hard chest and now the gun rested on her cleavage. " Rule number 1 . Never believe a Mafia. " He laughed loudly and footsteps echoed in the corridor. The door opened with several men in there and one of them switched on the lights at last.

Now one of his men has invaded his home. “Simon!” The ladies trembled in fright when he called. They swallowed deeply and made a valiant effort to keep their eyes on the ground. He rolled up his sleeve, whispered angrily, " Show me where the bastard is and make the tools ready." Simon bowed and led the way to the cell where he holds hostages. … Ace Luna I didn't choose to lead such a risky lifestyle. When I was 12, my father forced me to join the mafia. He gave me a small rifle and ordered me to murder the woman tasked with putting an end to his life. He forced me to do it even though I initially resisted because I was afraid to.

“You don’t have time. He’s acting as we speak. Your lavish spendings are also putting a financial strain on our accounts. With the mines being sold off, we will not have any money left! Even the other families are turning away from us. We must target the gold mines up south-” “We’re the Hawkins!” Hector snarls. “The Hawkins family owns all the mafia families out there! Their businesses are tied with ours. They won’t desert us. And as for the wedding…it’ll go as planned. I will not reduce the expenses for it. Elle and I have been waiting for this day!” Jeremy’s lips thin at the mention of Elle. He dares not say anything in front of Hector but Jim knows that Jeremy loathes Elle. There’s someth

My unuttered question is answered when Bato says, “Alpha Primo ordered us to keep an eye on you just in case you get out of the Manila Mafia’s den. The first time you did, we’re unable to do anything coz you flew outside the country. Luckily, you came back. Now that you get out of that mafia’s den again, we have to execute our job and that is to return you there even if it means that we have to use force.” My face clenches when fury pirouettes all over me. These d.ouchebags, who forced me to save them and their families from their destruction, are the very ones who are shoving me to my own destruction! I won’t forgive them! And I won’t let them get away with this!

They were different people, but one thing always kept pulling them together That thing was the fact, that the same people destroyed their lives. William Adams and Jack Blackwell, to rule over the other side of the world - The Mafia World, killed the Leader's family and killed the Faolans who took The Leader's side. But they were too heartless. They took in Faolan's sons and burnt down The Leader's house, as a clear warning to everyone. The warning that made one thing clear...Dare to raise against us and the women in your family were going to be raped in front of you and your children were going to be taken in as our own pets to kill mercilessly at our orders.

She looked very sad during Mehandi and Sangeet. Dad tried to talk to me, but I didn't want to talk about it. Then he scolded me and threatened to disown me, if I don't behave properly with her. I know she was not to be blamed, but I was still angry. Though a part of me said that she was also in the same situation. She was also forced due to the said betrothal. She must have had some dreams regarding her life partner...

My Mom is a notorious gossip. “Enough!” Papa yells. “I will not marry him!” I scream as tears stream down my face. “He’s gross!” My father stands up from his big wooden desk. He is frowning as he leans over his desk and slaps me hard across the face. “You will marry him! It is your duty as my daughter! Now stop whining and think of the family and not yourself for a change!” My father screams. His eyes burn with an intense red glare. I understand the implication all too well. If I refuse again, there will be no choice but death. This is the grim reality of defying one’s parents in the Mafia. They wield absolute power, willing to do anything to uphold their authority.

For the first time in a long while, he allowed himself to believe in that possibility. The next day, the couple attended a critical meeting with a rival Mafia family, one that had been causing trouble in their territory. The tension in the room was palpable as the representatives from both sides took their seats. The stakes were high this meeting could either solidify their position or cause an all-out war.

Almost every day, some dangerous man shows up at our door, demanding what John owes. Now, John’s brilliant idea is to parade me in front of the rich men in the mafia, hoping they’ll take a liking to me so he can pawn me off, maybe even score more work because of it. As if that would make them forget he’s a gambler and a screw-up. Nobody wants to do business with a gambler, let alone one who uses the product he’s supposed to sell. In the mafia, there’s one unbreakable rule: you don’t touch the merchandise. But John? He used, and gambled away their money.