Mmf Stories Novels & Stories

Mark does not understand. "That's because you can't play with a woman," An Adam detractors. "I remember Mom," Mark replied quickly. "The crazy woman who left us with a psychopath isn't worth calling a mother." "And now you're following a Psychopath," Mark replied with a smile. Adam sighed, arguing with Mark is useless to the man has no venomous mouths, Mark is a CEO, of all Delio families, Mark Delio is the most in normal and sunny life, far from dark words.

Working for a Mafia (Revenge was her DNA until she met him) By Nwabueze Ify Preçious Authoress Prechy Episode Eleven Miranda's POV I looked around swiftly and noticed the building had five doors Two at the entrance One at the right side and another at the other side There was a little one by the side Very little that I wonder how someone can get in Huh Oh it's a dog's kennel Seriously am sick I walked towards the wall and started climbing faster using my spikes as support

Chapter five Micah’s POV What the fuck kind of mafia N*****x nightmare had I landed in? Was I being tested? Everything that had happened from the warehouse till now felt surreal, like I’d wake up in a cold sweat any second and laugh at how messed up my dreams had gotten. But I wasn’t waking up. And Elio Romano... God. What the hell was that earlier? Why did he storm in like a man possessed, only to stop short like he was fighting himself? There’d been tension in the air, thick enough to choke on.

What happened to change that" Camron asked with a slight frown? Mackayla studied him for a few moments he seemed so sincere and insightful. "I was used to compete in a lot of competitions and won most of them." She was silent for a sec or two trying to think of a way to pharse what she had never told anyone else. "I think at times it was a bit too much I met my ex one night was he was on leave. I was young and stubborn didn't listen to anyone or anything that people told me about him. From the start he was kind and generous toward me but to him it was a game a way to pass the time."

If it was violated in any way, they would come after me and my family. I had met Emilio approximately 6 times. They were all brief meetings when I had visited home. He was a fairly nice man. He never mistreated me and he was always polite, but he was the head of the fucking mafia. I was never the person who dreamed of falling madly in love then getting because my number one example growing up was my parents.

Thank you to everyone who has read it. I'm glad so many of you have enjoyed the story. Book two in the Mafia series begins after this point. Sick For Them It is a dark mafia romance. It is not the typical BXG and is MMMF romance. This story is one in which she is kidnapped, and the mafia saves her, and falls in love with her.

After Arianna said the grace, Signor Rossi carved the roast and we began eating. “Beth, you're quite famous. Those tweets about the mafia. You practically broke the algorithm and gained many followers, eh,” Signor Rossi said and I looked at Ari surprised that she had revealed that much to them. However, I could see that she was just as surprised as I was. Her father chuckled as he saw our expressions. “You think I'm not on Twitter? It's the most unfiltered and biggest news platform right now. I see the amount of death threats you get daily. You'll have to be careful while you're here though, this city is full of the Mafia.”

Volume/Book 1: The Stylish Mafia Girl & Her Muse Mafia men have been the trend of town for ages; their dominance over the world resembles a ghost ruling the graveyard—driven by that statement when exceptionally beautiful female Simone Thompson—the ruling Mafia of Austria vows to change the belief, then destruction is accompanied by terror, action, and the everlasting love to kill for adventure.

Like she'd seen a ghost. Enzo guided me to the main table. He lifted his champagne, gave it a lazy swirl, then looked out at the room. He didn't raise his voice. Didn't need to. "Let me introduce my fiancée—Jessica." Silence slammed the room. Zoya couldn't hold back. "Jessica?" Sharp. Mean. "Which Jessica? Don't tell me it's THAT Jessica Rossi—the one who sold out her family and murdered her own brother seven years ago before rotting in prison."

He looked at Noah, and he saw a flicker of surprise in his eyes. Noah expected a story of violence, of crime, of blood. He had not expected a story of love. "We were both soldiers," Dominic continued, his voice a low, soft whisper. "Under my former boss. We were young and I might say we were foolish as well. We were in love." Dominic smiled, a small, sad smile. "We had to keep it a secret from the world due to the fact that being homosexual was considered a weakness in the Mafia world. We kept it a secret from my boss. And from everyone."