Mafia Forced Novels & Stories

Chiara Moretti Alessandro stared down at me, his jaw tight. "You say that now," he said, and took a step toward me. "But you do not understand what you are asking for, Chiara. The mafia world is not a boardroom. It is not about signing papers or making smart investments. It is a world built on blood, loyalty, and extreme violence. It is filled with people who will not hesitate to cut your throat just to send a message."

“What did you think I was talking about? It’s simple: Either you sign the marriage agreement, or I’ll get Nico to dispose of you. Without a trace, of course. Just like always.” Swallowing the bile that rose in the back of my throat, I pressed myself closer to the wall. "I will not marry you. You cannot simply... force someone into a marriage. This is not the Dark Ages." “No, Mira. That would be asset management,” Luca shot back. “You know my little secret. The only thing that will stop you from talking is if I integrate you into my circle. After all, neither in the world of the mafia nor the world of werewolves can wives testify against their husbands.”

Stefano took off his glasses, then hers. “The king of the underworld and his people,” he answered. “As we speak, we’ve built the perfect story about how crude they are on every news outlet all over the world. Then we’ll link them to a few heinous crimes we committed and need to cover up.” Fucking piece-of-shit. “But that would be a lie,” she said. “You’d be framing innocent people.” Stefano laughed. “No one in the mafia is innocent. Not even the children. They’re all tainted from the womb. They’ve done worse, believe me.”

I don't need the money, but I need the influence over everyone who has control in this city. "I was kidnapped by a mafia; my future husband was killed by him, and I was forced to become his wife. I refused and wanted to leave him. He allowed me to get away from him, but if I was caught by his people, then I would have to marry him." He drank after swallowing the food in his mouth. I wanted to feed him again, but he refused. "Wait a minute, what is the name of that mafia?" "Zyo," "Ignazyous Luca Ortechza?" he said in disbelief, and I shrugged my shoulders.

All the ladies laugh at her comment. "Mr Alessandro used to moon over you when you used to try your best to avoid him. We used to laugh at how he is making a fool of himself in front of everyone. It was embarrassingly obvious that you don't like him. But we thought you are marrying him for convince, which usually is the case" they joked. But they reduced their voices a little so that their voices are not heard by the others. Offending a mafia boss is a serious crime. Mia gave them a forced smile. She tried her best to get to know him better and give their nonexisting relationship a chance. But no matter how much she tried, she never felt the same spark she is feeling when Reed touches her.

The woman sighed heavily without looking at the two of them. "I don't know, this has never happened before, except for when someone threatened us," she said ambiguously, but Dena was sure her stepdaughter understood. "Do you mean it was…" Melati covered her mouth as Dena immediately nodded silently. Melati knew very well what her stepmother meant. Some time ago, Gunadi indeed told her about cows dying due to someone's actions. Gunadi couldn't send the milk to the major factory because of obstacles. That, of course, was the work of Teguh who wanted to have her at the time. The man persistently threatened Gunadi until he was powerless. Surprisingly, the same thing happened again now.

“Relax, the underboss stopped the auction because he has already taken you in. There's nothing Alhaji Bawa can do about it.” I sniffle before raising my head slowly. "I have become nothing but a pawn...I...I know I signed up for this but..." Mike smiles and place his hands on my shoulder. “-You had no choice Kemi." He sighs before continuing. “Remember when I told you my parents were killed?” I blink my eyes and nod. He smiles, "Actually, my family were traitors and the boss of this mafia ordered for us to be punished.And when I say punishment, mafia punishments are usually very painful and one could end up pleading for death..."

I just had to choose my words and he would spill out the contents without so much of a force. Marlon sighed, "Fine!" He said, leaning back on his chair as well. "We had a case that was closed a few years back. The Mafia gang had very disturbing images of Mark and I at a club-with girls-during our working hours. They said they won't expose us if we don't push on with their case. Mark was desperate. He needed his job, so, he agreed. Just recently, the Mafioso struck again. No sooner were they brought in than the pictures started circulating like wild fire. Mark was forced to bribe so that the pictures would be deleted. Our higher authority found out we bribed but they don't know why. Our polic

it can be childish but I only know how much depression I went through. " I think there is someone behind this illegal activity. " Clara interrupted my thoughts. " why? " I asked her confusingly. " our government became as strict as possible in terms of the medical sector. Because of some incident in the medical sector. Not allowing any hospital to go against the law or involve in any other illegal activities. " she said. " you are saying there may be any mafia gang behind it to support it. " I replied.

Nana asked. “The police would come back for us after they figure out we're working with the Mexican Mafia,” Chidi spoke. “And we'll be doomed,” Nana added. “But, are we really working with the Mafia? Remember, we're captives. We were trafficked from our countries to work as sex slaves. We didn't have a choice,” Xiào Wéi opined.