Mafia's Possession Novels & Stories

Moving away from him, so his hand fell from my shoulder, I plopped on the bed and he took a space beside me and then continued talking. "Let's not forget something here. Mia is sassy, attractive, manipulative and she knows so much about our mafia world. Initially, when she showed up last night, I let her stay and then planned to ask her to leave this morning. But when Ramos sent those corpses, I changed my mind. We can use Mia to our leverage." Romano proposed. I cocked my head to the side, contemplating his proposition. And to be honest, he made sense. Since Ramos Ashton was a fucking man whore, who thinks with nothing but his dick, Mia would serve as the one tool to bring down him down onc

I Guess it was for security purposes. The Mexicans were doing a lot of damage and the fear of them at this point was the beginning of wisdom. We got into the house and the party started. I was greeted by different couples of the Bratva and the Cosa Nostra, congratulating me. It was hectic but at least it made me stay away from personal direct contact with Antonio. It sounds funny, but then I wanted anything but to face Antonio again. It was time to dance. It was another moment of ultimate dread. Nonetheless, I had to grab the bull bu the horn same way Antonio grabbed my waist like he owned Me. I guess at that point he owned me. Mafias were meant to be possessive of their territories like Lio

"Anything incriminating and a file-" "No, not a file, child. You need to get things straight!" She sat up straight, looking me right in the eye. "There's a flash drive in the mansion containing everything that happens and happened in their mafia. The warehouses, casinos, arm supplies, drug locations, dealers, and suppliers. Those that owe them and those they associate with," she crossed her legs, playing with the glass cup in her hand. "You need to get it. We need to get our hands on it." "How do you know all these things?" I asked. Maria was too secretive, but I was hoping she would let me know since I was also invested in the whole plan.

“Both gay. Both lying to me for years.” “We weren’t lying,” Nikolai said. “We were surviving.” “Don’t give me that martyr bullshit.” Gabriel started pacing. “You think you’re the first gay person in our world?” “Name one openly gay mafia boss,” Nikolai challenged. “One politician in our circles who’s out.” Gabriel opened his mouth, then closed it. Because he couldn’t. “This isn’t the fifties,” Liliana said gently. “Not fast enough,” I said. “And not in our world.”

I can tell Mae who’s falling into steps beside me can see the thick bulge in my pants because her eyes is roaming around my body. She’s fawning over me. I can see the light drool from the corners of her mouth. She’s the girl I was supposed to fuck in peace but she thought of outsmarting me and her father by arranging her friend in her place. Too bad, I’m not only interested in having her friend’s pussy but I want to keep her as mine. As my ultimate possession. I can’t believe I’m now strung in this madness called possession. Stalin had warned me about it earlier.

Selene backed away, eyes wide in fear. “W-What’s happening?” she asked as she spotted the masked man watching from the living room like a king surveying his chaos. The man stood. “I’ve made my decision,” he said. “I’ll take one of them as compensation. But I’ll also be taking your company, Mr. Madrigal—and everything you own.” “No! Not my company!” Papa cried out. “Your daughter isn’t worth two billion,” the man said coldly. “Even if I take everything you have, it still won’t be enough.”

"And books. Do you have books that are not about finance or territory management or whatever it is you people read." "You people," I repeated. "Crime lords." He said it without blinking. "Mafia. Whatever the correct term is." Nikolai made a sound from behind his newsspaper that was close enough to a laugh that both Ace and I looked at him. He did not lower the paper. "There is a library off the main corridor. Mixed collection. Help yourself." Ace nodded. "What else can I ask for." "What else do you want." "My own key to my room."

I wondered to myself. For Diego to work for those people and betray him, it means that those people have all the power and whatever it takes. It means they have everybody’s secrets in their palms. They are the ones who gave the orders for my father’s assassination. I thought it was my rival Vicenzo and other greedy mafia kings. “The battle has just begun, and I must get to the roof of this. I won't rest until I bring every one of them down and they beg on their knees.”

There was no way, out of all those people that were in that club, that I was the only one found in possession of drugs. Fuck. I didn’t even know how to take shit. Like literally, I wouldn’t even snort some cocaine even if my life depended on it. “Hence why I am saying, you have shitty luck in friends,” Alejandro called out before taking his phone and dropping it into his breastpocket. “How did you even lay your hands on those pictures?” I asked staring at him. “You seem to forget Principessa, I am a mafia. I can get my hands on anything that I want.” He boasted, and I coughed out a chuckle.

" On your right side. Turn the lamp on. " Catalina found the switch and pressed it. As soon as she touched it, an alarm went off. The pakhan snatched the gun from her hands and with one hand pushed her on the bed with him. She collided with his naked hard chest and now the gun rested on her cleavage. " Rule number 1 . Never believe a Mafia. " He laughed loudly and footsteps echoed in the corridor. The door opened with several men in there and one of them switched on the lights at last.