Mafia Sex Stories Novels & Stories

Zara glared at her shoulders and stood up and picked up vitamins for Elina. "These few months I've often dreamed of having sex, but who knows who, every dream ends, the morning I always feel dizzy." Elina remembers again about her life while in the rented house. Zara took her saliva in a "why i instead thought this is ritual ?" "I've told you before!" Elina narrows her eyes irritated. "I often read it on Twitter a lot, about someone who has sex with Jin, what's the madam of one?" Zara glanced at Elina's flat stomach and Elina's face many times. "The beauty of the madam has arrived to other nature."

Mafia Luca is the second most dangerous mafia in the city. He's well-known for various crimes such as murder, manslaughter, and sexual assault. Unlike William, he's more terrifying and shows no mercy. He has a strong aversion to forgiving people. Luca is a covetous individual who has a profound fondness for women. He frequently dons a black suit and is perpetually accompanied by a minimum of eight strong bodyguards. He is a womanizer and frequently engages in relationships with college girls. His extravagant spending on women knows no bounds; he is willing to purchase anything for them.

“I’m a woman, Alessandro. I’m not an idiot.” “Did Joemar share things with you?” She doesn’t answer. I pinch the bridge of my nose. “Never mind. What you and Joemar discuss is not my business. But the fact that you know that motorcycle gangs are, in fact, quite inexpensive leads me to believe you know they are often unreliable.” “Money only buys so much loyalty, until someone else can buy more.” “Did your brothers teach you that as well?” She turns to look at me and sighs once more. “No, Alessandro. That one I know all on my own.”

As in Luca Tadeo—a name that carried weight in Thania, one of the most ruthless politicians the city ever had. “Luca’s gonna break her,” I heard someone from the left scoff. My attention was soon brought back to Luca when his fingers dug into my skin, his tightening grip bruising the soft flesh. Though I worked odd jobs, my flesh and skin never told the tale, surprising those closest to me. His hot breath laced with whisky fanned my cheeks as he glared down at me. "Think you’re too good for the stage, huh?" he growled loud enough for the others to hear. "Get on your knees and beg, whore. Show us what you’re really made of."

Seraphina moved closer, her hand warm against Jasmine’s cold fingers. “There’s a way you can get the money,” she said, her voice laced with careful confidence. Jasmine’s gaze snapped to her, narrowing. At this moment, she was desperate. Any help would suffice. “In one of the richest towns in Sicily, the mafia holds secret auctions,” Seraphina continued. “They bid millions of euros for a woman to warm their bed for a duration of their choosing. The deals are contract-based, strictly business, and meant for those who…” She hesitated. “…need the money.”

Ashly was sitting alone in the meeting room. She was so sunk into the book she was reading. It's been a month since Monika left, and it's not like Ashly didn't feel bad when Monika cried in front of her, but what she can do She never likes to share her things with others. And it's not a bad thing because, apparently, her husband is also the same. Well, talking about now, she was reading a book called "The History of the Mafia Kingdom", when Zia entered the room.

King and continued looking at him in his eyes " My girlfriend too whom I love the most." Mr. King raised his eyebrows looking at Ashton. Ashton laughed and said putting his hand on Mr. King shoulder " Dad now don't say that line of yours……… What it was?? " he was thinking and then looked at Ethan and asked " What it was?? " Ethan looked down and said while scratching the back of his neck " Mafia don't have girlfriends. They don't made for dating ". Mr. King walked towards Ethan and put his hand on Ethan shoulder and said " Ashton he also have a girlfriend. Right?? "

The question was raising doubt in his mind for a long time. "I am a physiotherapist with a degree and a part-time event planner. I got the latter from my best friend. She's the one who signed me here." Why but he could sense the uneasiness in her voice even though she didn't stutter. "Are you lying?" He raised his brow. "Why would I? For you?" Rachel laughed. This confident attitude of hers was attractive to the mafia who was in search of warmth. Vincenzo had never met a woman who didn't get intimidated by my presence. Most of them came with ulterior motives which he hated.

My heart clenched for him and I couldn't help but wonder how he must have felt as a kid, knowing that a common whore that was popularly referred to as cummares was who gave birth to me. I knew enough about the mafia to understand that most mafia lords collect females from slave auctions, the ones that were taken to pay off their family’s debts and all, and most of them were made into cummares, an object of sexual release for their masters they spread their legs for any time they want them to. They literally don't have any life apart from being fucked and raped. Most of them have their wombs removed so they'd not risk getting pregnant and I was sure whoever gave birth to Axel must have been a

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