Novel & Cerita Mafioso X Reader Forsaken

Damian asked coldly but I didn't stop, and after a while, I heard footsteps behind me. I gently pushed the iron door open and my breath stopped when I saw the sight in front of me. Dead men scattered all over the floor like they were infected animals, the smell of blood covering everywhere that for a moment, I forgot what a normal air smelled like. I walked gently over the dead men, praying gently that none of the men were Kai even though I had already heard that Vincenzo had him. I stopped in front of one of the men and I swallowed, he was familiar but I didn't know where I had seen him. “That's one of my men,” Vito suddenly spoke and I turned sharply and then, I sighed. I had no idea he wa

Content Warning: This chapter contains themes with institutional abuse, psychological manipulation, and implied violence. Reader discretion advised. The dormitory lights clicked off at eleven and I lay in the dark counting every breath like it might be the last one that still belonged to me. The key was warm in my palm. I kept running my thumb across the letters scratched into the metal and trying to decide what they meant now. T-O-B-Y. Either the most real thing in this place or the most carefully constructed lie I had ever been handed.

"Bring him back to life and what? Introduce him to who you are? A ruthless mafia? A man who owns a network of people who speak and walk DEATH. What would you do to him? Talk to him about all beautiful butterflies and flowers just to shove the thorns of reality down his throat. No way. I am not gonna let you close with my baby brother. I might have made a mistake, but he is my baby brother. I won’t let him face your world. I won’t let him see the actual face of the man standing. No way am gonna allow you to enter his life". Jeffery spat in anger. He was true. He wasn’t lying. Lucas knew all this. He was the fucking Mafia Boss. He had built his kingdom from scratches and ruled the underworld f

Axel swiftly steps aside, avoiding the flying glass. My temper has been out of control lately. But who can blame me? Antonio was one of my best men, and I found out too late that he was stealing from me. Besides the men I've already tortured and killed for information, I don't know who else could have been working with him besides the Russians. Any of my men could be traitors, and I fucking hate traitors. Nobody steals from me. NOBODY! My blood is boiling, threatening to explode. Killing him wasn't enough. Once you join the mafia, your family automatically becomes collateral. He took from me, and I'm going to take everything from him even if he's already rotting away in hell.

“Long enough for him to trade. Territory. Money. His pride. Whatever it takes to get him alone. And when he comes for her… we end him. We end the Macini name. We end Vito’s last echo.” Lucas exhaled shakily. “You’re fucking vicious,” he muttered. His free hand slid to my throat—not choking, just holding. Possessive. I smiled against his lips. “You made me this way.” He kissed me then—hard, desperate, tasting of blood, painkillers, and fury. I kissed him back just as fiercely. He tried to stand but winced, hissing as his injured leg buckled.

Book 2: CORAZON 'MINE Ombra' [MINE Shadow] story of Draven Sartori & Throne Sartori Book 3: CIELO 'MINE Custodi' [MINE Guardian] story of Cassius Sartori Book 4: PEONY 'MINE Sussurro' [MINE Whisper] story of Magnus Sartori Book 5: LUZ 'MINE Segreto' [MINE Secret] story of the youngest member named Seraphim Sartori. Perfect for Mafia Dark romance lovers who crave a blend of danger, desire, and the unnatural. _________________________ **LEADS** AZRAEL SARTORI 32 6'3 Italy, Rome Boss/ King : Sartori Mafia "I am the storm, and you are the calm; together we create a tempest that will shatter the world." AZRAEL SARTORI ZAFIRA WILDER 30 5'8 Italy, Rome Independent Divorcee "Every moment without you

Alessandro Emilio read the words again and again. Gold Stolen. His anger knew no bounds. He wanted to slay down all those who dared to cross him. Of course he had an idea who could it have done. The ICE. They were only Mafia in Mexico that would dare to do something as foolish as taking enmity with THE SCORPIONS. Federico Zack is the man who always wanted take lead in Mexico but as long as Alessandro is alive, he and his gang ‘ICE’ will never be recognised.

“Thank you, Bastian.” Bastian smiled, welcoming. “You did the unexpected, and I supposed to repay the favor,” Bastian poured out. “And even if you never help me, generosity goes a long way. You are a human, a competent man like me,” “As a fellow man, I choose to help you. That's the bro code 001.” Bastian let out, and they smiled at each other for a few seconds. “Let me be quick and get this shit out of the way quickly. Wanna clean the mess so your mind will be relieved?”

KAYLA I stared at him in confusion, sure that I had heard wrong. From the tattoos to his words. “ Miro… this is some kind of prank right?” I laughed awkwardly, hoping that it was his way of getting back at me. “ Even if you're angry and you want to get back at me, isn't this too far?” I was well aware of the Russo mafia since I took on the mission to infiltrate Ricardo's mafia. The Russo mafia was nearly as large and influential as that of Ricardo’s.

Being married to me would mean a blood agreement with Cosa Nostra… Fuck. “The look on your face tells me you didn’t know a thing,” Kaius says, and I glance up at him again. “Trust me, there’s more where that comes from with Andrei, and yet… I am still the monster.” I scoff. “You raped his fiancee—”