Mobster Romance 소설 & 이야기

he speaks coolly as we stop in front of the bathroom door. I grit my teeth as my irritation spikes, "Do not underestimate me, Ravello. I may be a woman but I can stomach violence as much as any mob boss can." The bite in my voice doesn't go unnoticed and he chuckles. "Have you ever tortured anyone before, little girl? All you ever do is give orders." "Open the door, Ravello. Let's find out if this guy has a tracker before we get back to Sicily." He chuckles again as he twists the doorknob, "Oh so there's an us now?"

“You are exaggerating it.” “My bad,” Spider laughed. “I’ll watch what I’m saying.” “How long will it take?” Shadow wanted to know. “About fifteen minutes more,” Spider replied. “The reservation is done under Jace Smith’s name,” Shadow informed her. “Alright.” “It seems like the two assassins are now best friends instead of rivals,” Blake grinned before taking a sip of water from the glass. “Master! Are you going to tease me now?” Shadow pouted. She looked at her opposite side and then around the hall, enjoying the luxurious decoration of the restaurant. Suddenly her eyes fell on the corner-most seat. More specifically, the sight that grabbed her attention was a suspicious man sitting with hi

His lips curved into a small smile and he put a hand on my back to guide me. I looked at Cami, who was in a similar position with Brunette. She had also removed her glasses and it was something any girl would like to see. How could they be so damn handsome? Did the mafia only hire attractive people? I had to talk to Cami about this. It seemed that a modeling agency had changed careers and now dominated the city with beauty and violence. It sounded good.

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Mort put the ring on her finger and rose. "You are mine. To those bastards who dare touch you need to die." Under the vast universe, constellation of stars, and the moon, their gazes locked. He sealed the small space between them and lifted her hips. He kissed her with desire and passion. Tongues entangled and entwined, he savored her lips, his kiss is like cosmic and it feels magic. Her hands encircled his neck, Sumire kissed him back with equal fervor. Mort puts her into the lair of addiction to his touch, sexual obsession, and dark deeds. His dark romance with her ended up making out at the lighthouse before he took her back to the villa in a bridal style.

Just satisfied. “No,” he said softly. “I’ll call you mama.” Her breath stopped. He reached out, his hand moving toward her neck. She flinched, but there was nowhere to go. His fingers hovered just above her skin. And then he touched her. The reaction was instant. Lucien hissed, jerking his hand back. Smoke rose from his fingertips. His skin blistered red, as though he had touched fire instead of a woman, then faded just as quickly. He stared at his hand. Then at her.

intrigued me. He was corrupting me... badly. “You’re wrong,” I whispered. He placed his cup down and stood, his chair scraping lightly against the marble floor. He moved around the table, slowly until he stood over me. I tilted my chin up, glaring even as my pulse raced. Would he finish what he started now? His hand lifted and his fingers brushed against my cheek, gently. I stiffened, refusing to lean into the touch. How could a monster be so beautiful yet...so destructive?

Crossing her hands over her chest, She eyed him suspiciously. "What's that look for?" Damien asked with uncertainty. "So, I heard you own a crime syndicate, a Mafia" She started lightly. "The guys must have told you. Yes, I run a crime syndicate" Damien admitted. "You are a freaking Mob Boss!" She finally lost her cool. Damien chuckled, finding the whole discussion funny. "It's not completely a bad thing." Mystique stared at him unbelievingly. "You think this is funny. Are you not going to tell me anything"

I stood up from my chair, "What the fuck?" He sighed, "Calm down, Sunshine. Listen to me first." I took my seat and narrowed my eyes at him, "You have five minutes to explain." "Mob bosses are known to be possessive over their wives. They don't shy away from showing their love for them. We need to carry on this act. I need to touch you or kiss you in front of others and even in private so that no one ever gets suspicious over our acting." I gave him a blank face before opening my mouth,

“If…If today’s any indication, I’m not scared of a little heat. The question is… are you?” Romero gave a sharp laugh, a delicious sound that did weird things to her nipples. “I’m a mafia lord. I have a garden of body parts. I’m not scared of anything.” His hand strayed from her face around to the back of her head. Anateya sighed, leaning into his touch as his fingers delved into her hair. She’d sell her soul to this devil to have him take her, right here on the hood of his car. Romero’s conflicted expression faded, replaced by something that made blood rush to her cheeks. His stare bore into her as if he was peeling back her layers to see inside. The next moment, his lips crashed to hers.