Mafia Lord Novels & Stories

Leo grinned, knowing that his offer hit me exactly where he wanted it to. “Speechless, darling ?” I nodded softly, almost like a robot. He lifted himself off the bed and came near to me. His body relaxing as It bent over, his face getting closer. His fingers gently massaged my cheeks. He whispered. “No matter what anyone tells you, do not forget, I am the OverLord of the Mafia. The one and the only boss. All of America is my turf. And when I want something, it's mine already. I… do… not lose.”

None of them had made me feel like this. I poured myself a glass of whiskey, the amber liquid sloshing against the crystal. I drained it in one gulp, welcoming the burn that spread through my chest. I needed to get a grip. I needed to remember who I was. I was Dimitrio De Luca, Don of the most powerful mafia family in Lazio. I had killed men with my bare hands. I had burned rival families to the ground. I had built an empire from the ashes of my father's death and Giacomo's betrayal.

He hovered around me like a vulture. “You’ve got the kind of sharp brain that makes a man nervous Alessia” he said one afternoon, leaning too close. I smirked. “Then maybe you should stay out of my orbit Boss, I came here to work and not to make men nervous.” He laughed, but the tension was obvious as he dropped the file before me. “Work on this, we got an intel from the local branches about Leonardo Ricci, the Mafia Don. His club contained a series of illegal activities and millions of dollars buried underneath his club. If you can hack the access by going to the club and speak to any of them then –”

I couldn't see the real beauty of the place where my nightmare began. “How's your back? Was it treated well?” Alessandro uttered. “He did take care of me,” I replied without looking at him. I admit that Logan didn't neglect me while I was in his territory. So it's difficult to say that he's dangerous, but the way he might be lying to me and those eyes he sends to Alessandro are far more sinister than a real kidnapper. Indeed, he's a mafia lord. Why am I getting involved with the mafia? They are the expensive gangsters, right?

❤️ A faint smirk touched his lips. “I know you’ll hate me… you’ll be angry…” His fingers tightened slightly in her hair— “But this… is what’s best for us.” A pause. “And today… the way you fought…” 🔥 “I liked it.” His gaze darkened. “Because that strength… will save you in the future.” He exhaled slowly— “There will come a time… when you’ll feel completely broken…” His voice dropped— “But you’ll have to stand again… because you are the Queen of this mafia world…”

Lucien had put the order out himself—anyone who stole from him, anyone who destabilized the market and triggered the war that took his beloved woman, was finished. He said hundreds of lives for a single person, his woman, he just kept killing and killing… every thief, every drug crew, every cartel that stole from him, he said they were responsible for the death of his beloved… I couldn't believe how such a weird man is the most powerful Mafia Lord alive, a Mafia Lord that regulated the drug market and produced purest forms of drugs and even if it's addictive, it's not junk or harmful… A Mafia Lord

“Don't tell me you're jealous of her.” "No, I'm not." "You are! You're jealous of a six-year-old!" "I'm not jealous." "Your face says otherwise." I couldn't help it. I started laughing. "Lorenzo Vittorini, feared mafia boss, is jealous because a child gave me a flower." "She called you handsome." "She's six!" "Doesn't matter. You're mine." He pulled me close, his arm possessive around my waist. "Not hers." "I don't think she was trying to steal me."

In fact, I don't believe in fairytales, they are just imaginary illusions that blind us to the reality of life. This man in front of me, who's supposed to be the misunderstood prince is Malakai Lorenzo, mafia king of the biggest underworld organization known in New York, and my father just had to go ahead and gamble all his money to his organization, now my father owes a huge sum of money to this bastard.

She wanted to experience life because her nose is always stuck in a book her whole life. Alessandro Niccolo D'Angelo grew up with a strict grandfather who wanted to turn him into the monster he is today. His name meant as a defender of men as well as the conqueror of people who always comes out victorious. He has a mother that shows him how love is supposed to feel, but the tragedy he encountered couldn't change his tainted soul. He is the Capo of the biggest mafia in New York, known as the silent but deadly king of the night. Life wasn't simple in the Mafia world. He endured all the tasks for his life and the familia, now his task is to become someone invincible.

”Thinking about that news, I’ll love to join those groups, I think they are of mafia gang, God I love mafia lords, remember that story I once read, what’s the name again, the mafia lord obsession “ ”I’m still waiting for the continuation, the lady died at the last minute, I felt so pity for her, why will life treat her so unfair, she was betrayed by her family and boyfriend, sold to a mafia lord but ended up falling for him, when their love story was about to rise, boom she remembered who she really was, Gosh, but she’s stupid, why will she allow herself...“ ”Can you shut up already, you are distu