Mafia Romance Audiobook Novels & Stories

I admitted, pulling her phone out and placing it in the centre of the table. “I was once told that men like you always have a reason for doing these... torturing people. So, help me understand. What did he do to make you hurt him so brutally?” I regarded her while she waited for an answer, her eyes wandering around the cafe but not meeting mine for a single second. Maybe the thought of Leona had driven me toward her, but Abigail was nothing like that traitor. “That man was of the Bratva. They are—” “Russian Mafia.” She gave a half-shrug. “I know. They’re very notorious, from what I’ve read.”

“They hired a Russian mobster who played me horrible. I managed to turn the situation around and not get so hurt, but this one is capable of anything. It's a real animal. Jesus, Jesus, Jesus. “Do you understand why I really need someone to trust, Mina?” He asks me in his broken voice. “I feel like everyone wants to hurt me. I've done horrible things in my life, but this last time I've tried to fix it by getting all this shit out of me, trying to cut ties with these people, but they're the worst scum that can exist in the world.” “Black... That Russian mobster who played you is…” “Yes, Mina. He's Mikael Sydow's own son of a bitch.”

"I want to make sure that Anne is indeed the target of a mafia group. And you need to know who's leading the mafia that's after her." Kaivan leaned forward to hear Hans clearly. "Who is it?" "Luca Guzman. An old man from Sicily whose business you've thwarted several times." Kaivan muttered softly. "Oh my... That old man should be preparing himself for the inevitable. He's quite elderly. Why does he keep getting involved in trouble?" Hans chuckled, remembering the past clash between Kaivan and Luca. How the eldest son of the Maximilian family fearlessly confronted the Sicilian mafia's casino.

" I nearly jumped out of my skin, forgetting that the lady was seated beside me, and I turned to her with a tight smile. "Uh?" "How did you meet the dangerous leader of the Mancini Mafia group?"

Hands in his pockets, his gaze fixed directly on Noel, like a hunter cornering prey. And the campus? Losing its collective shit. "Oh my God, is that…?" "Holy fuck, Vincenzo De Luca?!" "What’s he doing here?" "I heard he’s the heir to some crazy mafia family…" "No way, he’s literally looking over here…" Noel felt his stomach drop. Ariel smirked. "I think your sugar daddy is here." Noel snapped his head around. "SHUT UP." Nico chuckled. "Babe, he’s walking over."

“Marriage between you and me? You see that—how it sounds? A B S U R D.” “It’s either that or you go back to Zeus. And trust me, you don’t want to find out what he will do to you.” The back of my knees hit the chair. His arm snakes around my waist, catching me. “Have you heard of Ravens?” I nod. Who doesn’t know about the five deadly mafia lords who rule the world with an iron fist? And I know he is one of them.

I was furious “Lord is a Mafia king. There is no way he would get us a place he didn't keep under watch. One thing I know about the Mafia is that they don't trust anyone. What would have happened if you said whatever you wanted to say? He would have heard us and probably was watching us and would know exactly what was happening”, Lucas explained. I suddenly felt stupid as I covered my face in my palms in shame, It all made sense now, there was no way he would have stopped me from talking had he not kissed me. His earlier expression explained it all. He was trying to warn me not to say anything. And there I was thinking he was hitting on me. I felt stupid

“Necessary???!!! For who!!? You? Your reputation? when has anything you've done been necessary dad!!! Tell me! Just one time!!! Once!!! I had hope for us dad! in you!! I barked a humorless laugh. But you know what? screw that and screw you!. I grabbed my bag and was just about to storm out when I heard his voice . “She’s feisty. I like that.” I froze and slowly turned. There he was, hidden in the darkest end of the cafe. Luca Romano. He rose to his feet and gently approached us. Like time was his. He looked like he owned every building in the city and maybe he did. Tall, broad shouldered and his eyes....so dark that they pinned me in place. He had a smirk that promised trouble. Gorgeous. Wha

Santiago’s POV The Next Day, Amidst a terrible headache, I sat in my bedroom, clicking my pen up and down as I stared at my computer, attempting to decipher the file my consigliere had sent me. I grabbed the ibuprofen in the corner and swallowed it, and after thirty minutes, I felt better. Everything I know is about the Mafia, its clandestine files, and the individuals hiding behind its high-ranking officials. My chief advisor warned me to be careful next time since they might dig a bullet in my back.

As he stretched out on the soft couch, he breathed out deeply and sent a cloud of fragrant smoke into the air. Logan Castillejo is a well-known member of the Foedus Corp, which is a well-known mafia group. Taking people's lives is a job that he does with ease and grace. Logan was born into a wealthy and politically influential family, so he grew up with a lot of money and comfort. He quickly and easily gets what he wants. Logan always gets what he wants, no questions asked. The way he lives his life is based on this philosophy. He is an only child, so everything comes to him easily and he lives a very comfortable life.