Novel & Cerita Mafia Love Movies

I said "Arora" dad said "You're going to quit and stop seeing him," Felix said "Are you fucking serious right now?" I asked him "I won't let you get hurt again," Dad said "You say that but yet if you do this you'd not only hurt me you'll hurt my daughter," I said "We're trying to protect you he's in the fucking mafia. The strongest mafia!" Dad said "My fucking soul. You're in the mafia! You actually thought I'm an idiot? You are the Don of the Italian mafia Dad. They keep hunting us because you are the head. Mom died because of this stupid mafia!" I yelled

I question as I slip the pulse ox off her finger. “I’m here to speak with you Miss. Violetta. I come in peace and with a message from Misha Romanov.” Helen informs me. My blood runs cold for a moment at her words before as I let them settle over me. Misha Romanov is the head of the Russian mafia. I think they call themselves Bratva. I don’t know all the various terms tossed about as most in the underworld say mafia or mob and don’t do the specific names. “Oh, is that so?” I raise an eyebrow at her.

"You're terrible at keeping secrets especially with me, I am your best friend and I've known you since fifth grade!!" I turned to her " Mia look, he's a criminal and I am a cop. We've probably run into each other a few times and now he probably thinks am someone which I'm clearly not." Mia looked at me with doubt in her eyes " are you sure? Of course I was sure, there was nothing to lie about it's not as if Mr Dominic is the same mysterious and Dominating man I had a one night stand with at Suzanne's Bar... "Yes I'm sure mia."

I whispered to him. "You just scared me earlier, I don't want you to be around my work." he said quickly. I looked into his eyes, they were raw with emotion. I could tell that he really meant what he was saying. "I understand, and I'm sorry for what I said to you earlier." I told him breaking eye contact. If I am being truthful, I do feel really bad about what I said earlier. This is just what his life is, and I have no right to judge him. I too am from a mafia family, except my papa has always been really good at keep his "work" at work.

He paused for a while, and continued, "You are my nightingale and will be mine forever. I only loved you, I love you and I will love you for the entire life. And for the next upcoming births, I want you as my life." Tears dropped down. He kissed my eyes whirling me. It was stopping the tears. "I only hated you in the past," I whispered in an apologetic tone. "But now you love me," He snuggled around my neck. "Yes, but I never expected you so soft as you are treating me. After all, you are the king of the mafia world," I uttered with a little courage. Calling him cruel means awakening his sword. "Does mafia king have not to heart, feelings?" He asked making me shut.

she began, “one of the first things they drilled into his head was that love is a weakness.” “What?” I asked confused. She nodded. “It’s true. In the mafia world, emotions—especially love—are seen as liabilities. They believe that if you care too much about someone, it can be used against you. Matteo has spent his whole life being taught that love makes you vulnerable, that it brings trouble.” I shook my head, feeling a mixture of disbelief and frustration. “But I’m not just someone. I’m his wife.”

she was trembling, “It's not like I'm important, no one would miss me anyway, my parents are too busy sniffing…” “That's not the point.” “Then what is?” I stood up and removed my clothes, “The point is the man has ties to the mafia, didn't you know this?” “Why would I ?” I placed my t-shirt over my head. “I forgot you don't pay attention to anything but your fool of an ex I*******m.” “Hey…” I threw the pillow at her, “Keeping it real, now let's go downstairs and celebrate the fact that you still have your life.” She dragged me by the hand.

, Her whisper was like honey to my injured soul. I looked at her for a while. My heart aching. "I'm a Mafia, Akansha. I'm The Mafia King of the underworld.", I whispered back, looking away. °°° Teaser: "You-you killed all those people?", She asked. Neil nodded. Akansha moved away, her eyes full of tears. "You..you can't. You were a good man. I loved a good man..", her voice wavered in disbelief. "I was. I wanted to be."

“This one. It looks interesting.” Meazus furrowed his brow as he read the movie title and synopsis. “Mafia Sweet First Lover?” Meazus wondered silently. The man almost threw up when he read the synopsis of the story they were about to watch. “Aren't there any other movies?” “How about horror?” “Sure,” Meazus replied briefly. In fact, Meazus couldn't fully comply with Deanna's request. The man couldn't overcome his ego, even if it was just choosing a movie.

JANICE Did the women in the mafia world tend to hate their fathers as the years passed or was that only me? From what I observed in all the mafia movies I found myself watching, they seemed to love them. Calling them papa and batting their lashes whenever they needed something. Ridiculous. My skin crawled just from thinking of the one who shared DNA with me every passing day.