Mafia Forced Novels & Stories

All she could feel was the memory of Lucien’s eyes on her earlier, dark and searching, his words laced with something more than command. “You were with me last night.” She had nearly collapsed under the weight of it. He knew. Or he suspected. And if he suspected, others might too. She had thought the drug would make him forget. She had seen what a drug like that could do. Her father often used it on women he was trying to make into whores. he would drug them and then video them. by the time they came to, they wouldn't remember a thing, but the video was always there to show them what had occurred, as a form of blackmail . Maybe the drug Georgia had given Lucien was a different type of drug.

“You have no idea who the fuck you are talking to right now. I ought to whip you until you bleed for this disobedient and disrespectful outburst.” Her eyes widened and her mouth went dry as it hung open. Not at his threats but rather the vclaim that he made—his words echoing in her mind. The mafia king? As in the leader of the vicious MMM group from Karachi? Never in a million years had Anissa thought that she would be facing the leader of the most powerful mafia in the country. The identity of the leader of the mafia was kept hidden from the public but his malicious and merciless killings and acts were infamous throughout the country. Anissa wasn’t that much of a news person or a socialite

He would dictate when I was touched, how I was touched, and I would have no right to refuse. No safe words. No questions. Just obedience. Total, unquestioning obedience. I would be his plaything, molded by his desires, trained to respond only to him. And if I dared resist, he would break me until I learned how to kneel. In exchange, he’d erase every debt my father owed, and offer me protection. But I would be owned by him forever. He wanted to make me his personal whore for life. This contract was written like I was just property. What sick lawyer drew this up? I was certain this wasn’t even legal. But I guess in the mafia world, anything was.

The meeting continued. Leonard Kim, head of the Shadow Mafia in Italy, stood after a moment. He had that measured look, like every word was chosen for effect. “Sir Eric, the other mafia organizations in America are in chaos. Since those three major groups were arrested with heavy evidence from a government spy, they’ve been scrambling to find new alliances.” I set my phone aside and faced him. “Indeed.” “I think you should be careful,” he said, eyes looking at me. “Of course.”

His slender fingers grabbed my chin with so much force that my eyes teared up from the pain. "Don't forget that I'm the Don of the Marinos, Mia. I have many ways of making a person vanish into thin air in Micosa. Do you want to experience it?" This was the mafia's logic. It was their version of Quid Pro Quo. Once they gave a person something, they thought it would give them the right to take everything they could from the person. "You'll regret this, Ernest," I said slowly with clenched teeth. Ernest reacted as if he had just heard a joke. He let go of his grasp and instructed the bodyguards in black standing guard at the door.

“But as kind dominants, we will give you a choice.” Jeff looked deeply at Cylo. “There are only two choices. You can be ours willingly, or you can be ours by force.” Instantly, Cylo and Ivo's foreheads wrinkled. They didn't understand the choice given by the two mafiosi. Wasn't what they said the same thing? And what did their words even mean? So Cylo and Ivo had to obey and serve the two mafia members? Tsk, they wouldn't do that.

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A bitter smile curved her lips as she raised her clasped palms, bringing the tiny creature up to eye level. “It must hurt so much. You don’t agree with what Aloist said either, do you? Destroying someone’s life just to force them to submit, isn’t that too cruel?” Anna stroked the bird. The bitter smile on her lips gradually turned cynical. “Those mafia types treat people’s lives like toys. They’re so greedy, thinking they’re chess players free to move every pawn as they please. Do they think they’re God? Just because they can control a few people?”

But I will never make any future daughters suffer the way they made women suffer back when men ruled the Mafia word with their dicks. My boys will not be forced to marry anyone out of mafia arrangement if they don't want to. The arrangement made between my dad and Mr. Lopez, worked out only because we meet outside of the mafia word and they didn't even know who I was, shit I didn't even know who I was.

“Peach, don’t forget that they don’t single-handedly kidnap anyone. Most of them there were sold off by their own families and loved ones.” Anna swallowed, digging her fingers in her palm as she remembered how those two elderly couples betrayed her. “Some things cannot be changed. The Bratva and the Italian mafia organization have made a pact on this for eons—a pact sealed by blood that cannot be changed, Peach,” his tone was calm, something she was still trying to get used to.