Midnight Lover Mafia Lord Novels & Stories

I was making mind-blowing profits, ensuring a secure legacy for Luis and Joey. Being a mafia lord weighed heavily. From the brutal initiation to the relentless power struggles, and the perpetual danger we expose ourselves to scared me. I refuse to expose my children to that existence. Business, not bloodshed, would be their inheritance. My legitimate venture guaranteed stability, shielding my family from mafia turmoil. Luis and Joey's future depended on this business empire. I envisioned them leading innovative, respectable lives, untainted by organized crime's darkness. The thought of this alone made me smile.

— I love Sheldon. I just smiled. — How long have you and Enzo been married? —No, we are not married. He has a wife in Napoli. Me and my big mouth. - I understand. “Like you and Signore Ravazzani,” she continued, as if I needed further explanation. — No, I understand. —Mafia men were not known for their monogamy. —More prosecco? Standing, I took the bottle to our table and filled our glasses. Just two mafia lovers, hanging out on a yacht, drinking together. It happens every day, right?

What fate awaits me if I am in the company of that man, who has no mercy in his heart? When I opened my eyes again, I saw Dawin pointing a revolver at a man. "Please, B—boss, don't do it.I have a family. I'm going to confess to you, Boss, just don't kill me," the tearful man, who was only 35 years old, said. "Speak up!" Dawin yelled, having run out of patience. "It's Nelson Montero!" It took aback me when I heard my boyfriend's name. I was curious why that man was the brains behind the island's burning.

The kitchen was filled with the aroma of tomato and oregano, but it didn't soothe me like it normally did. "Why eleven?" I asked, attempting to maintain a steady tone. The average Mafia member didn't completely initiate until they were sixteen years old. "Is it because of his dad?" Umberto stopped moving and grinned, flashing a golden incisor. "You believe that because he is the Boss's son, he has it easy? The decision was made to initiate him early because he killed his first man at the age of eleven." Gianna shrieked. "He's an evil monster."

Third Person Pov: Thomas Allen is one of the most ruthless leaders in the mafia gang Hayden Wren heads. Its known as 'Python'. Recently, there's been a fued between the two, hence; Thomas moved to Dubai. The members of the gang thought things would dissolve over time... but it didn't. Communication seized between the two for the past two years. Now, Thomas is back to set things right.

"According to the contract you signed with your own blood, if you take this off, it’s a breach. And the second that happens, I’ll let the entire guild know that you and your mother stole fifty million from the Carters. Do you know what the mafia does to thieves, Luke?" Luke's eyes went wide as the electric shock still vibrated through his body. Slowly, his gaze drifted down to the ring as if it were a burning coal. I couldn't deny it; seeing him writhe from the shock sparked a wave of possessive excitement that almost made me lose control, but I held firm. "Welcome to the real world, assistant," I said, releasing him abruptly. "There are no lawyers or justice here. There are only owners and

His boots do not walk with the heavy stomp of a pack leader, but the sheer confidence rolling off his small frames proves that a very dangerous alpha is pulling his strings from the dark woods. My chest gets tight as I stare at the canvas. I never imagined my claws could make a battle map worth a whole billion. Is Lonely Sunset really that special to the mafia world? Or is this shadow buyer just so powerful that his den needs new ways to burn through gold coins? It feels exactly like the crazy night at the Endless Love pack law auction.

I unclasped the delicate chain, the cool metal sliding against her skin. "You don't deserve this," I said, my voice dripping with disdain. "Now I know why your little boyfriend was struggling to get this. Any amount I called, he raised higher. But one thing they always forget is I am Theodore Xavier Rodriguez... the mafia lord of New York and the richest mafia in America. So he could gift you... too bad..." I paused, my eyes narrowing. "Too bad he couldn't protect you from me." I held the necklace up, the diamonds catching the light. "He wanted to give you this, but he lost. Everything, including you."

And his tall frame always manages to shame the door of my room, casting a shadow that's greater than the door could ever dream of. But as impressive as Luciano's physical attributes are, they can't change the fact that he's a monster. He's the infamous Mafia boss of the Silver Fox mafia gang club and my worst nightmare. He took my life away from me years ago and relegated me to the life of being nothing but a slut and a plaything to him.

LORENZO I finally got him. The object of my desire, my sleepless and ire— the love of my life. I never thought I’d see him again, not after he nearly ruined my life of course. Of course, he wouldn’t recognize or remember me. My case was one of the many Jovan Rosfrith dismissed with the wave of a hand, the same manner he treats his women. Only that this nearly kicked me out of the mafioso. Everything I’d spent years building nearly crumbled—so much that I had to get a nose job to alter my identity.