Novel & Cerita Mafia Sex Story

He asked again yanking her in front of him harshly as she slowly looked up at him. "I wasn't.. Trying to do anything.. They weren't leaving me alone.” She tried explaining but Zeke glared at her. "These people are not normal human Danica. Everyone in here is a mafia or belongs to a mafia family. You must not mess with anyone here, do you understand me?" He looked at her furiously making her to give him a nod as he walked away with her following him behind.

“And the food? Incredible. Ivan wasn’t exaggerating.” I laughed. “Wait until you see the boutiques. There’s this one street I love. Designer pieces but with real soul.” We talked easily about everything. Her life in New York, her work in marketing, how she and Ivan had connected so quickly despite the distance. I shared bits of my own story, careful not to reveal too much of the darker parts. It felt refreshing to have another woman to talk to, someone outside the mafia world who saw me simply as Alessia. We had just finished our main course when a familiar voice cut through the peaceful atmosphere.

This bastard seemed really determined to blow her head off if she kept screaming and resisting. Yes, what kind of dream did Bella have last night that she had to experience a kidnapping like this? It was clear to her that these people were members of a gang. Marco Vilante, as Darrel suspected, was a dangerous mafia leader. Bella never thought she would have to deal with these dangerous people. It was all because of that damn accident that led to her being kidnapped like this.

They seemed to be fine and they were having a chat amongst themselves. I gave a subtle knock, and then asked for the files, he said he brought them so I told him to drop everything I'm my room. Some of my men that were injured during my attack on my competitor's camp were already getting better while some of them still had a bit of healing to go. It was already nighttime by the time Damien got back, I retired to my room after I had checked up on the man in the basement. He has confessed to teaming up with another Italian mafia who also wanted a contract I was pursuing.

D:- (sighing ) I am sorry Mr&Ms Marco . J:- (shocked ) What!? D:- Look , I apologize again to you and your family . In my anger and determination to have love with hook or crook I crossed the limits . I wanted her to become my family my everything but in that I destroyed her only family left . I made her and you guys suffer and used you and your family as Tanya's soft corner and forced to get her married . I accept that my way was wrong and their is no justification of it but (with that he looked towards Alina and Theo ) I lover her . I can't imagine my life without her . Even when I don't want her to go away from my sight for a single second because of her painful cramps I agreed to her

Cathy almost interrupted when we got to that part, but Spencer had to cover her mouth with his hand. That had resulted in her biting his finger, which created disruption because they started acting lovey dovey, but Blake was quick to reprimand them, letting me continue my story. When I was finally done, Cathy was the first to start talking. "You had sex with the mafia man? You're not a virgin anymore? How was it? How big is he? Oh my fucking God. I've seen a picture of him once and damn, it got me wet. Can you link me up with one of the men in the mafia? Sorry, babe." She directed at Spencer who was watching her in amusement.

Hi, my name is Yaszy:) This is my first ever Mafia story. There will be SA! If you get triggered easily this book isn't for you. Please don't leave rude comments, I am trying my best with writing this story. There will be: -Abuse -Sex -Violence -Mafia -Triggers I hope you enjoy!! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~CHARACTERS~ Location of story: New York Alessio Rocco Romano -The father and is 50 years old. He has brown hair and blue eyes, and is the head of the Italian Mafia. He's dangerous when it comes to messing with one of his kids.

Bianca’s Master's had described in great detail how the man went at it like a beast, while his Woman, helpless and submissive, did his bidding, her ripe breasts bobbing helplessly as her husband had his way with her. “One of the men here caught them at it. He was never seen again,” the Irishman had declared ominously. Now Bianca felt her heart hammering wildly, a mix of excitement and alarm. Surely they were not…? She thought in growing nervousness. But it turned out that the Master had, in fact, been deeply influenced by the Mafia don and his sexual escapades. That was what they kept coming back to, while they held her and kissed her body. Now her Masters stopped on the balcony, the cool ai

Poor Gia became a whore for the Mafia, neglecting the plans he had for her to be by his side and rule together once he was done with the Mafia. Axel clenched his fist. He watched her; he watched her in Sicily; he watched her in Hydromania, letting Zayne touch every part of her body in public. The bloody fuckwhore opened her legs wide for him and even begged him to fuck her. Just like her sister, she disregarded him, and just like her sister, he was going to make her pay, and she'd beg for his forgiveness, then he'd take her in, getting rid of Zayne's memories.

And now they clapped for us. We were both men. That fact should have caused whispers, protests, outrage. Instead, it was accepted with eerie calm. In the mafia world, morality bends under survival. If the boss says it is so, then it is so. Sexuality meant nothing compared to power. Their lives were sticks balanced on a cliff edge, and they knew better than to shake the ground. The wedding dragged on, laughter and music blurring together, but even in the noise I could feel it. Miguel’s gaze.