Mafia Sex Stories Novels & Stories

'Warning- Hi, so I'm the author and I've come with a warning dear readers. This is in Jaxon's view, and you all know him to be a Mafia, which means this chapter will have discussions on illegal things. Things like rape, to trafficking and other things like that. I'm putting this warning for those who are sensitive to those stuff. So, beware…' Jaxon had to resist looking back to stare at her before finally turning the corners. How could one woman be so intriguing?

Chapter 2: Running From the Ruthless Mafia Lord and Colliding with Another "Will it hurt?" Farrah asked, followed by a small whimper. How did things turn out this way? She was just a simple college student trying to make ends meet by working part-time when her mother forced her to wear revealing clothes and sold her. And now she's in a stranger's bed—no, not an ordinary stranger but a Mafia Lord at that. She only heard of them from movies and books, and she knows how dangerous they are. She never thought she'd be in this situation.

He slapped me across my face that a red liquid started flowing out of my nose. I was bleeding. I bot my lower lip and face him again. There was no use talking to people like him. My father probably sent him to kill me. "How was it living with an addict psychopath and a mafia lord? Was it fun? Was it wild?" My head snap towards the man's direction. His voice sounds of mocking as he walk in front of me. I was still on the floor, fighting for my life because of the pain he sent me. I can't understand a word coming from him. He was telling me a lot of things. About an addict psychopath who killed many women. A mafia lord who kills innocent life for money.

My body had missed all of these feelings; my nipples were hard and erect already, poking his chest. We’d been doing this for years — stolen fucks in pantries, quickies in the guest wing when Vito was out of town. He’d always wanted me, even back when I was just the pretty maid serving drinks at Vito’s parties. I’d let him have me because he was useful. Because he hated Vito almost as much as I did. Because the sex was brutal and good. “Lucas, not now. I whispered, breaking the kiss. “I still need to set some things up—”

I said making my voice sound tough. " Good girl." He said and after then there was silence. I heard the door shut and I knew that they had left. I crawled onto my bed and cried. *** Robert's POV. We drove into the Martinez family house, there were security guards at every corner. Rico, who used to work as a right hand gun man for the Martinez family had given us a glimpse of what their record looked like. They ran the most dangerous mafia group in this side of the country. They had lots of enemies that was the reason they had so much security.

Alina's POV… “Please don't do this. Please. Please” I was screaming. My hands and legs were pinned to the floor while one of the men stood in front of me with his trousers pulled down. “You're too pretty to let go” he snickered and bit his lips as he ran his eyes over my body. ‘God please. God please help me’ I prayed. They were indeed very heartless. They wanted to rape a pregnant woman. “My husband is a mafia. He is the leader of the mafia in Italy” I said to scare them. I didn't really know what mafia leader Darren was. I just said what I knew.

Names are written on the table to demarcate each mafia from another. The whole place was very crowded, members are seen smoking, drinking and talking at the top of their voices with old-time friends. Conversations were loud, with curse words and threats. Whores and bitches were seen shaking their cheap ass around. Finding potential customers to grace their bed tonight. Just then, everyone except me shouted in excitement when Sibia climbed the stage, her big hips swaying, and her heels clicking against the floor. Every male gender has a lust for her. Sibia is a stripper who doesn’t fuck around with anyone. One faithful night at a club in Italy, I happened to run into her. We drank, and she ha

But it was a long walk from here, and as I trudged through narrow downtown streets, the night seemed to press closer to me. The air was thick with the rank smell of cigarettes, and some other, more noxious element. Hookers leaned into lamp posts, a garish layer of makeup on their faces and non-existent clothing ,while clusters of smokers huddled in shadowy corners of buildings-the glowing embers of the single spots of light. Hoodlums stalked the alleys and their loud and raucous laughter would erupt like gunfire. "Hey, sweetheart," a voice called-a slurred voice, scornful. "You lost? Need some company?"

I decided to taunt her more I want her to loose it . I moved closer to her and touch her lips ,I felt a weird connection between us ,so I moved close to her and whisper in her ear .. where do u want it lil slut? Here or outside ?? I fanned her neck .. she shivered lightly .. I was about to do more before I felt someone pull me back … I had totally forgotten my sister is here .. lilo dear ! Sorry but I will talk to you later I need to leave now and she .. I said pointing to the girl is coming with me ….. she made to protest but I stopped her no lilo I promise you I won’t kill her … take care lil sister I said and peck her on her head ….. I dragged the girl along with me , we got to my car ,ge

Ken answered, “As long as you’re with me you’ll be safe.” “Why is that?” I asked. “I am one of the most feared Mafia leaders out there,” he smirked,”Only the stupid people dare to mess with me.” “Okay then,” I mutter. “We’re here,” Cole announced. “Lets party,” Dexter cheered. We got out of the car, and I looked at the big house in front of me. “Jesus you guys must be billionaires,” I gaped. "What did u expect,” Ken clarified. We walked into the house, and I was surprised to see everyone look so……classy.