Mafia Romance Novels & Stories

Anna and Georgia responded in unison. “Don’t bother, she’s obsessed with little kids. Remember the saying we used to muse about her?” Georgia racked her head, “you don’t need rowan ash or wolfsbane to capture Riya, you only needed a baby face.” “I guess that saying still sticks into her nature till the present day. She can give her life for the little ones.” Anna commented. One of the maids came over to the table and attempted to pick up the plate they have used when Anna noticed something in her hands. It was bandage and there was caked blood beneath it.

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.

For the first time, I saw not just the man who controlled everything but the man who would destroy anyone who disrespected me. It made my pussy tingle. I loved a chivalrous man, like Jabari from Entergalactic. Dinner was an endless conversation about mundane things. Every woman at the table was dripping in diamonds and gossip. They smiled with perfect teeth, all wives of mafia lords and crime bosses. “So,” one of them drawled, a brunette with too much perfume and a Cartier bracelet, “how long have you two been… engaged?” Azrael didn’t hesitate to lie. “Six months.”

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,he said "you will die before lying your hand on my girl.... ",I said to him angrily... "so let wait and watch... Tick tock..... " "you.... ", suddenly call cut... He will not do anything now.... Now I'm a mafia leader.... Anaya is mine..... I will protect her..... I know she doesn't know about my mafia work..... Today I will be lenient with her. It will not damage if I love her...... Today... No fu** ......we will sleep together but with love.. I knew everything about her past.... Her past is so rough.....

The door closed behind him with a decisive click, leaving Elena sitting on the desk, heart racing, body aching, and mind spinning with conflicting emotions. The mafia was a brutal environment. But the war inside Enzo’s empire and between the two of them, was becoming far more dangerous. And somewhere in the shadows, a traitor was looming around.

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He won't bother calling if it's unimportant regarding the Island or the Foedus. I took my phone out of my pocket and answered his call. "What's your problem, Trace? You know I'm a busy person. I've already arranged the shipment of Jake and Elliot." I answered as soon as I swiped the answer button. The two are smuggling illegal liquors in our town, Sta. Monica. My two assistants glanced at me when they heard my answer to my cousin. Dev sneered at what I said. "Would you like to say hi to Callista?"

“Not in the north. But he’s been whispering in Sicily, meeting with the Santori clan. They say he’s charming his way through Powell’s payroll.” “Of course he is,” I murmured. “Lorenzo could sell fire to a drowning man.” Another voice joined us, female, sharp, melodic. “And you could sell forgiveness to the devil.” I turned. Camilla Bianchi. Banker. Power broker. Widow of a senator whose death I may or may not have facilitated. Her eyes glittered with knowing. “Camilla,” I greeted. “Still dangerous, I see.” “And you’re still breathing,” she replied, smiling. “A miracle, truly. Word on the street was that Powell’s men buried you in Miami.”

Putting his hand on his cheek, he glared at the woman. "How dare y-" "Just shut up!" Garaine yelled, trembling in rage. "How could you do that to me? I trusted you so much. I used to admire you. But you chose to join a mafia gang & betray me?! You know how much I hate the mafia but still, you chose to enter the underworld." She glared at her senior, standing face to face with him. Her eyes turned red, feeling the pain of betrayal slicing her heart. "Now, after doing such a horrendous deed, you are here to kill him and take me away? Didn't it hit your conscience? Don't you care how I will feel upon knowing the person whom I used to admire a lot turned into a dog of the heartless mafia?"