Mafia Pregnancy Romance Books Novels & Stories

the doctor said an hour later, peering over his spectacles. The math was easy. It went back to that afternoon at the Palm Valley Polo Grounds. The day Santiago stopped looking at me like a contract and started looking at me like a man. He hadn't used a thing that night. I thought the suppressants I was taking were enough to keep the plumbing dormant, but the Rivera blood was apparently too aggressive for chemicals. How was I supposed to tell a Mafia King he was having a bastard with a ghost?

“Let’s pick up some pizza and head home. You know how your mother gets when she’s hungry.” He laughed. “Not as angry as you, Dad.” The Fifth Republic Series continues with Luca's story in The Emperor. Flip to the end of this book to read the first few chapters of his story and preorder it now. If you're looking for something new to read while you wait for The Emperor, I've got another mafia romance with a golden retriever that falls first and hard for the woman he's forbidden to touch. Read It Kills Me now! For those who are looking for a dark romance about a very morally grey alpha with black cat vibes where the MMC makes the FMC earn her freedom, read Buttons and Lace now.

God; he is into the Mafia. Neither is he the man I would want to have kids with. Which is the main reason I am here. No, Keirah… He is too young. All young guys want to do is have sex all day. Then why are you here? Is it not what you want? Back again at that question. No?! all I want is a good shot to get me pregnant in one score by Don Mauro. Where is he? This man is here, behind you, and he wants you.

I'd like to believe that he wouldn't think of me in that manner as long as he had other women to screw. "If I understand properly, it's just six months till your wedding," the store owner chimed in. She was the only one who seemed to be happy. It should come as no surprise that she would be quite wealthy now. The ultimate marriage between the Chicago and New York mafias was expected to be a grand occasion. Money wasn't important.

Mia’s pov. My forkful of sticky rice got frozen mid air as soon as father’s next words echoed around the dining table. “One of you is getting married to Mr. Romero the Third of the Romero family, an underboss of the mafia in a few days.” His voice was void of any kind of emotions as usual, but the authority behind those words wasn’t absent. I glanced up at my identical twin, Maeve, who was sitting directly before me at the table, she had her knife frozen in the air while her mouth was parted in nothing but shock.

His wife, Lizzie, a very much pregnant resident doctor in his arms. El Patron bowed respectfully to Doc Lizzie before turning his attention to his long-time friend. "Alec," He greeted. A waiter passed by and refilled his glass with champagne. "Raf," Alec nodded back. "No date? You are getting too old to be single, my friend." "I am working on it," He took a long sip while his eyes went back to his prey. "Anyway, how is the Mafia Princess? I trust she is doing well?" "Oh, definitely. She is off to college, soon."

•••••••••••• This is the first draft of Book III of The Heir's Secret Obsession, my first crime/psych thriller/mafia romance story. Like the sequel, this is also written in 1st person narrative. If you've come this far and have read The Heir's Secret Obsession and The Alpha's Dhampirica, thanks a million ❤ Your continued support and interest in my stories is what keeps me going. Thanks for being patient! For the new readers' sake, the first few chapters (all free!) contain scenes from the first two books in this mafia romance series to provide some context and background info on the main characters' relationships.

They say if you keep dancing with the devil you’ll get burned. There was only one way that this shit would end. They always say that the only outcomes of being in the game are winding up dead, or going to jail. Would I really get my own happily ever after, being the bastard that I was? With all of the people I hurt, all the bodies I’d made drop, all of the lives I’d destroyed? My name is Louis… And this is my story. Growing up in Birmingham, being forced and groomed into the mafia under the influence of my stepfather.

After that, he would be successful in penetrating the Russian mafia. The pads of my palm stroked Marianna's hair gently, showering her with a lot of thanks in me. Her giving birth to Cael made me come back to my senses. Thank whoever made her fall into forced labor, might as well be Nina; every disappointment is a blessing after all. Her light snores captured my attention back to her, she is a very beautiful woman. Ecstatic that we ended up with each other, I didn't care what the world thought of us, we would pull through.

I kept the statue back on its place and plopped down on the couch and rested my long legs up on the coffee table. I opened my phone and searched for the Mafia book. I need a book with a strong female lead. I'm staying with a Mafia and to protect myself from that devil, I'm reading this mafia book. To know some tricks or stratagem on how to tame this mafia devil and now only some realistic mafia books can help me. I scrolled down my phone and lot of books were like, Mafia kidnapped the female protagonist because he likes her and wants her to himself. What a bullshit?? I scrolled further more down to find a proper book. And finally I found one. It was taming the mafia devil.