Mafia Forced Novels & Stories

To secure my freedom, they forced my father to divulge sensitive information about Genovese. Despite the pressure and the threat of harm, my father remained loyal to the Genovese family and made the decision not to betray them, which left me to face the consequences of their anger alone. Realizing that I was now worthless to them, they resolved to present me as a gift to the Russian mafia to enhance their alliance in their struggle against Genovese. I was handed over to a group of Russian armed men, who proceeded to forcefully drag me onto the ship against my will. Despite my desperate pleas to be released, my words fell on deaf ears and one of them slapped me hard across my face and forcefu

I gritted my teeth and mustered all the energy in the world to push Bennett away and thank God I did. "What do you mean by that?" He snapped and grabbed my arm again, a little more harsher and tighter. "I wouldn't disrespect me here Miss Stiles. This is not a place to cuss around. This isn't Seattle neither is this Los Angeles. You walked into my Mafia den and..." "Mafia?" My eyes widened and I blinked. "I thought it was a gang thing...but a Mafia?" I was not stupid neither was I foolish. I knew what the Mafia did. Well, not really did but the books I've read said a lot and they were real. They didn't play cards or run around in circles. They shot, tortured, kill and traffick women and child

"I know many mafia families involved in prostitution and trafficking of women. I've seen it many times even from the people I considered allies. I'm not a hypocrite, May. I admit that I could turn a blind eye to many things. I'm not what many would consider a good person, but I have never been a part of that world. I hate rapists and those who force women to do what they don't want. Yes, I do own some casinos and strip clubs because it's the easiest way to make money without too much hassle from the police, but I can tell you that the women working there, all choose to be there. I never force them to work for me, and they're free to leave and quit anytime they want." May thought about what S

He twisted my arms behind my back and pressed my face to the wall. He leaned closer to me, “Do you think I came here to take you back, Nah. I saw you that night with him. I never knew you to be a whore, the way you took him all in without complaining had me starving. I never knew you to be that submissive when we had sex, it made me want to have a taste. You were never that liberal with me, you were so uptight and each time I tell you to have some fun, you claim you were not in the mood. I watched you work your hips and let him do anything he wanted with you. Tell me Alicia, are you going to give it to me or should I force my way on you”

"Put her down. Who gave you permission to touch my woman?" Darryl growled, although Regina couldn't see the expression on Darryl's face because her eyes were covered by a black hood, she could tell that Darryl must be angry. Then there is a conversation between Darryl and the boss of the mafia gang that kidnapped her. The mafia boss's voice was familiar, but for a moment Regian couldn't remember who it was. They talk about the conflict between the two mafia gangs, that boss seems to be cornered by Darryl, there is no other way to arrest Regina to threaten Darryl.

Ace frowned and calmed his annoyed self down. "He is not my master. Monad was" Olive kept quiet for a while, turned to the well-tinted glass window, and continued. "Most of us aren’t that bad. We follow the orders laid down not because we want to, but because we have no choice." His eyes depicted emotions that none of them in that car had ever felt. An emotion of unending sadness and imprisonment. The mafia world wasn’t supposed to be the way it is now. People weren’t forced to do what they had an aversion to, especially when it involved capturing their loved ones and using them as bait.

“Just get this over with so I can go home.” “Indeed.” His expression sharpened. “What do you know of the mafia, Mia?” “As little as possible.” When she had first realized exactly what her father did, Mia had made a deliberate choice to avoid it at all costs. Her stepmother had helped shield her the best she could, and she had remained mostly ignorant toward the evil her father committed. “There are varying groups who oversee criminal activity in our fair city, but the three most powerful are the Irish, Italians, and Russians.” He

Bria shouts. "Mia is not poor. She is wealthy. She made the Costa family the second most influential family in the Italian Mafia. Now go back to your parents and run your family business. Your father is getting old and will need his heir to run his business soon," I say. Bria looks at me with puppy dog eyes. It may work with her older lovers, but it does not work on me.

Even if he died, the person who wanted Marco dead will continue to send other people to kill Marco and one da, he'd definitely die. "Don't act like you are a saint Marco! You are the head of one of the most dangerous mafia organizations in the world. You are involved in lots of illegal businesses so why do you care about a bunch of kids?" He asked Marco. "I never forced anyone to do anything. Those people wanted to get involved with me and so I let them. Those children are vulnerable and your father chose to take advantage of them! I could not forgive that!" "I don't care about any of that! You had better let me go or else I'm going to kill her!" Landers yelled. He still at the gun pointed a

But Mr Andrea tried to leave the city with you and your mother. Unfortunately for him, he was caught by my father and his goons. He was going to be killed and so were you and your mother but my father spared his life for a reason, on the basis that he will branded as belonging to the mafia, including your mother and later in life, his daughter would be married into the mafia to keep him eternally tied to us. That was why you were forced to marry me" I stared jaws dropped at Luciano. That really explains it all; my parents wealth, the gory but blurry memory I had of the dark with guns being fired, my forced marraige to Luciano and the fact that my parents would not tell me anything about it a