Mafia X Male Reader Novels & Stories

And those eyes—icy blue, cold and piercing—drew attention even from across the room. He looked like a man who had survived things no one dared speak about—and came out of it sharper, stronger, and twice as dangerous. And God, somehow even more handsome for it. “Who’s that?” one woman asked in a low voice, clutching her champagne glass a little tighter. “You don’t know?” her friend replied. “That’s Xander Croix. An influential figure in France. I heard he’s a mafia king.” Her eyes widened. “He’s not what I expected.”

It seemed impossible, yet here she was, held captive and used as bait. She leaned closer to the door, straining to hear as much as she could. The men outside were speaking Italian, and though she didn't understand all of the words, she could make out some key phrases. "...mafia...don Marko..." "...from the Italian mafia..." Her heart hammered as she tried to absorb this new information. So, Marko was involved with the Italian mafia? That would explain some things, but it also filled her with more dread.

If you're all about safe, good-guy heroes in your romances, this might not be your cup of tea. Each of these Mafia Men carries their own set of scars, desires, and strengths, seeking partners who accept them as they are, without expecting them to change. They're looking for compatibility, not someone who wants to mold them into something they're not. Consider this your final heads-up: Marco Costello is not your typical romantic lead. »»————————«« Trigger Warning: The following book contains imagery that may be distressing to some readers, including violence, gore, sexual content, and crude language. Reader discretion is advised.

The note read 'I heard your conversation, help is on it's way' I did not know what to feel at that moment, overwhelming joy was an understatement. “Thank you." I told the woman, Shawn's head immediately lifted from the watch and he turned to me. “Come on, let's go." He said impatiently. I walked to him and we were barely out of the door when the sound of sirens filled the air. Shawn who was a Mafia King was obviously triggered when he heard the sirens, his body stiffened beside me and suddenly it became liquid like water, it was as if his reflexes had been militarized.

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“They hired a Russian mobster who played me horrible. I managed to turn the situation around and not get so hurt, but this one is capable of anything. It's a real animal. Jesus, Jesus, Jesus. “Do you understand why I really need someone to trust, Mina?” He asks me in his broken voice. “I feel like everyone wants to hurt me. I've done horrible things in my life, but this last time I've tried to fix it by getting all this shit out of me, trying to cut ties with these people, but they're the worst scum that can exist in the world.” “Black... That Russian mobster who played you is…” “Yes, Mina. He's Mikael Sydow's own son of a bitch.”

“You come when I tell you to from now on. Not her.” Desperately trying to hold back my orgasm, I nodded. “Okay.” “Watch my wife,” he murmured, tugging on my nipple and making me moan softly. Mallory was watching her husband skillfully touch my folds. “She’s going to come for me on command, and then you’ll learn to do the same thing.” I swallowed hard and stared at his profile, unable to believe that I was really here with a Mafia boss and his wife. Out of all the women in the world they could’ve had, they’d chosen me; they wanted me.

“Are you ready to be my slave, Mafia Boss?” He smirked. I could see the desire burning in his eyes. “I’m yours, my queen.” I grinned widely. I captured his lips and kissed him deeply. Yes. Who would have thought? The man I met in that club would be the same man who brought happiness back into my life. And I’m willing to spend the rest of my life with him. Whether as his personal slave or his wife. Because now… I can be both. The End. Ameiry Savar © 05/26/2026