Mafia Temptation Belle Dowson Novels & Stories

"It's over. You're done causing trouble." The room fell into a tense silence as the chaos settled. The rival mafia's leader, defeated and surrounded, glared at Kelvin with a mixture of hatred and resignation. "You will pay for this!" Vincenzo the leader of this attack, shouted. He can't accept his defeat Kelvin, catching his breath, said, "This is the consequence of your actions. It's time for justice." As reinforcements from Kelvin's side secured the area, Tony signaled for medical help for the injured. Fiona, her healing spells at work, attended to those in need.

I knew I had no rights to be upset, hell I knew he was a horrible person but shit, if I said I wasn't jealous of the gorgeous woman I'd be lying to myself I'd seen a lot beautiful women in my lifetime, being part of the mafia in Russia would ensure that, plenty of women in power and plenty of hookers were seen in the mafia house and they were all gorgeous as hell but nothing compared to the woman I had seen, her skin had looked so clear, mirrors would be jealous of her not to mention the fact that her hips were the widest I'd ever seen on a white bitch before. How did she go around looking like that without causing accidents and she was with him, kissing him and moaning for him..

They were fairly attractive but they didn’t make me want to get naked then and there the way Alex did. And what the hell was that anyway? His name didn’t have to pop into my head anytime I thought about hooking up with someone. I seriously needed to stop thinking about him. Bailey, my assistant, knocked on my office door before coming in and placing a cup of coffee in front of me. Whenever she came back from lunch, she always returned with a cup of coffee for me. She was the best, really. “Guess who’s going to Miami.” First, her brows lifted in surprise, then she grinned wide and shrugged. “Good thing you have the world’s best assistant then.” In all honesty, I did.

The night stretched across the city like a thick velvet curtain, hiding sins that thrived under its cover. In the heart of the metropolis, a fortress disguised as a penthouse towered above glittering skylines. Behind tinted glass, Damon sat in silence, a glass of brandy in his hand. The world called him many names—ghost, shadow, devil. But tonight, he wanted only one name to remain etched across every border, whispered in every back alley, spoken in hushed tones inside every boardroom: Damon, the Mafia King.

A storm sat on her chest, hot and heavy, and only his presence steadied it. The cartel wasn’t finished. De Marco’s ghost still lingered in every shadow, and now Bianchi, a slick, silver-haired, ruthless don, was gathering the splintered remnants like a butcher stitching scraps of flesh back together, and tonight, tonight was his move. Massimo’s men had already infiltrated the gala, Matteo at the balcony, Domenico in the crowd near the bar, Aria blending seamlessly among the women in satin and pearls. Every one of them carried death in their veins, loyalty like iron in their bones.

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Nataliya Since taking over the Barsukov Russian mafia, I have gathered enough blood on my hands to paint the entire town in red. It hasn’t stopped me from killing more, washing this city clean of ever follower my father had allied himself with. Most people in this city know to fear me, to never touch me, even if most of them have no idea who I am. Most people have common sense, and those that don’t know to follow like sheep. I am a predator, a hunter, a cold-hearted killer. I have murdered most of my family in cold blood and even though I have cleansed this city of the evil that was ruling it for generations, I still came out as the villain. Men want to either fuck me, control me, or kill me

" Don't talk nonsense! Do you think that by saying that I will be provoked by what you said? Then I will come to see you myself and then you ask and find a way to escape from here? Sorry, I'm not as stupid as you think I am not a woman that you can deceive like that. And I can assure you that your life will be completely destroyed in my hands because no matter what I will never care about anything you say. Do you understand now! So stop saying something that doesn't make sense because I will definitely make a calculation with you that is much more terrible than this." Bella sent her head especially when both of her hands had been successfully caught then she was overtaken by being pulled by

Dolores’s utterance chilled the spine of Isabella. “This is not easy to understand, Isabella,” she said in low and serious words. "This is the Mafia world. After you are touched with it, there is no way-out. You are submerged into it until your last breathe, whether you like it or not, you become a part of it”. Isabella experienced a chill down her spine when reality of the situation struck her. She never ever imagined the Mafia to be something close to home, something that would affect her. However, now she was staring at it in the face, and it was choking her.

“Brilliant, Krystal. Just great. You’re trapped in a mafia villa. No phone. No cash. Your only savings is a goddamn bar of Belgian chocolate. And what are you thinking about? Don Romano’s stupid, sinful size.” I rolled onto my back and stared up at the cold ceiling. The crystal chandelier above me swayed gently in the breeze slipping through the open window. Just like my brain. Shaking. Cracked. Ready to shatter from a temptation I never asked for. I raised a hand and covered my eyes with the back of it. A sarcastic laugh slipped out. And hell, maybe a little desperate. The only thing stopping me from crawling back down to the kitchen, climbing back onto his lap, and committing a crime worse