Mafia Romance Novels Novels & Stories

As Halloway always said “In order to be a good agent, you’ve got to be able to think like a crook and anyone that knew the Mafia families well enough also knew that they had to commit a crime to cover up an organized crime which most times would lead to a slip up. Although it was going to be really hard, Charlie knew that she just had to be a little patient because when that slip happened, she would be waiting to get it and hopefully unravel the deep dirty secrets of the mafia. Then New York would be a safer place and these dark times would be over. She looked up from the pile of paperwork on her desk which she was trying to get through ,yawning because she was beginning to feel a little sle

The rain had returned by evening, drumming softly against the windows of Nina’s apartment. The streets glistened with neon reflections, the city alive with sounds of life and danger that coexisted without apology. Nina stood by her window, wrapped in a cardigan that did little to ward off the chill, staring down at the streets below. Her mind raced, replaying every detail from the last night. Marco Leone had disappeared into that building, Dante had been there in the shadows, watching her, guiding her silently, and every step had felt like a delicate balance between survival and ruin.

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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.

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I voice my uneasy feelings aloud to Diego, and he went quiet I’m assuming he was lining his sight with mine, to see what I was seeing. Fuck! I needed to know what they were saying. “Shit, he wouldn’t?” Diego blurted from beside me. I didn’t know what his blunt remark had meant but the almost shock like sound that edged his voice made me clench my jaw tight. “He wouldn’t what?” I ground out and he sighed heavily as I watched Maria place a single kiss to Vince’s cheek before making a swift exit from the hall. Fuck, Fuck and Fuck! I want to dig this fuckers grave; she was now kissing strangers? Giving her time of day to the likes of the Italian mafia? While I was out here trying to fight my way

Was I not doing a good job? Then he demanded, “Open up. Wide.” When I opened my mouth, he slipped his côck inside, going further than before. “Sûck me.” . A. Gupta Have you checked out my other books!!! All are completed. Dark Mafia Romance. Arrange Marriages. Enemies to Lovers. Blackmails. And Anti-heroes with OTT possessiveness and highly morally grey characters. BOOKS: BRIDE TO BE. CAGED- A Dark Billionaire Captive Romance Trapped Forever- A twisted Happily Ever After. Hope you enjoy reading!!

(Bitch, if you’re not gone by the time I’m out of the shower, I’ll put a bullet in your head. That gets her moving. She’s crying now. I slam the bathroom door and lock it behind me. Crying. Why do they always cry? Like it’s going to make me feel bad. Please. I’m Luca Ricci, Don of the Ricci Italian Crime Family. Women throw themselves at me every night. I never sleep with the same one twice. Well… there’s Lina. But she’s nothing special. Just easy. I call her when I want a quick fuck. I’m guessing that’s what happened last night. I treat her like the rest, but she keeps coming back. Every damn time.

“At least tell me your name.” “Bianca.” “I’m Roman Rutherford. Call me Roman.” He extended a hand. I shook it, noting the strength in his grip. “Nice to meet you.” He smiled, stepping closer. “You're being mean because you’re here with your husband?” “I’m not married. I just want to be alone,” I said, firm, cautious. “I know you’ve got a lot going on. I just want to understand,” he said softly. I hissed, brushing past him. “The worst mafia aren’t the arrogant ones, they’re the charming ones.”

Chapter five Micah’s POV What the fuck kind of mafia N*****x nightmare had I landed in? Was I being tested? Everything that had happened from the warehouse till now felt surreal, like I’d wake up in a cold sweat any second and laugh at how messed up my dreams had gotten. But I wasn’t waking up. And Elio Romano... God. What the hell was that earlier? Why did he storm in like a man possessed, only to stop short like he was fighting himself? There’d been tension in the air, thick enough to choke on.