Novel & Cerita Mobster Romance

She brought out her hand as I took it in mine. “Don't talk unless I say so, don't smile with anyone unless I ask you to and fucking behave yourself until the auction is over…am I clear??” “Yes sir.” she responded as we walked inside. “The one and only most eligible bachelor Arsenio Robert!!!” My childhood friend Romero and the same person who invited me to the Auction yelled as he saw me. “Romero Casio Jordin!!! Long time no see man!!” I yelled back as we hugged each other.

“Marry me Giselle.” He breathes into my neck. “I can't, you belong to another Romero.” I whisper. Giselle Gilmore, a girl whose past has been turned upside down in a life of crime and violence gets involved with Romero De La Rosa, the most feared and powerful Mafia Lord and becomes too attached to his daughter Lauryn De La Rosa. When she gets a chance to reunite with the family, a long time family alliance made with another Mafia family engaging Romero De La Rosa to another woman in marriage appears and any bridge of the arrangement will lead to the biggest war ever witnessed in the underworld. Will Romero De La Rosa bend backwards to the underworld rule or will he fight for his love.

Yasmine’s chest heaved as Luca forced himself between her thighs, stretching her open with one brutal thrust. She cried out, her palms pressing against his chest, trying to shove him away even as her body clenched around him. “Stop—” she gasped, twisting under him. “I don’t want this.” His mouth curled into a dark smile, his thrusts deep and merciless. “Liar. Your body betrays you, amore. You’re dripping for me.” Her nails dug into his shoulders, desperate to hurt him. “You disgust me, Luca. You’re a murderer.”

But that phrase… that phrase cut deep. "Is that how he sees me? As a whore he can assign dirty work to?" She said nothing, standing straight, swallowing her rage. Eros refilled his glass without looking at her. "The man you're going to seduce is a doctor. He's in Marseille, at Saint-Pierre Hospital. You're going to go there and pose as his assistant. And when you have him eating out of your hand, you bring him to me. I'll handle the rest." Tamara frowned slightly.

The strippers were already on stage, strip dancing entertaining the mobsters in the best way they clan, since that the role they play. "Where're you going?" Spooky asked Braxton breaking the kiss she was having with one of the mobsters. "Going to the Boss" Braxton answers smiling and at the same time standing up to her feet. "Are you crazy? you're surely seeking for death, aren't you?" Spooky asked and Braxton smiles. "Relax, I won't do anything stupid, I just want to deliver something to him, I already found out the time Pablo will be arriving in Russia" Braxton said.

Mister suddenly realized that she had secretly been distracting him while sending out a beacon of bright green light over their location, and leading everyone else straight to them. "You bitch! I should have known that you wouldn't come alone!" He shouted as he shifted and lunged for her at the same time. Lucky for the queen, she saw it coming in enough time to get out of the way. Mister landed hard on all fours just inside of the open doorway. He gasped really hard when he knocked the wind out of himself by brutally slamming his ribs against the corner of a table that was sitting just inside the shed entrance to the left of where he stopped.

We hugged tightly, not knowing that a woman was watching our romantic moment from the side of the boat. Her blue eyes stared full of jealousy, her blonde hair was blowing in the wind, while her right hand was holding her waist, she could feel a 10 cm long scratch scar that was etched there. It's a sign of love that comes from hot sex, a one night stand between her and The Mafia Boss. That woman is, Rosaline for the Romeo and Megan for an Ozgur. ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

She says something under her breath, which he nods to, and then she stands with her arms folded looking miserable. “Fine,” I say to Vito even though I didn’t hear a fucking word he said. “We’ll do it as you suggested. Call me tomorrow with the details.” I hang up before he has the chance to say anything and I shove my phone in my pocket angrily. I hear a chuckle beside me. It’s Miguel. He has a glass of beer in his hand, and his cheeks are flushed. He’s already somewhat drunk, it seems. He says to me, “Women. It’s tough to understand them, isn’t it?”

She hesitated for a moment, wondering if she was in the right place, but then her eyes landed on the familiar figure sitting in the shadows of the lounge. Leo. He was lounging casually, his dark blue shirt stretching across his broad shoulders, the sleeves rolled up just enough to reveal his forearms. A black beanie sat on his head, giving him a dangerous, rugged look that only accentuated the fact that he was the crime boss she’d gotten herself tangled up with. He didn’t need music or people around him to command the space—he was the energy of the room.

He said and went back to his work while Heer rolled her eyes. “Dust will be beneficial, only harm is harm ... You will make me a criminal, my hereafter will be destroyed ... What is the use of asking a servant ...? In your opinion, the advantage is ... Welcome to Me Mafia ... But in my view it is ... Welcome to me in hell ....” She gritted her teeth, muttered under her breath and looked out at the streets that led her to a strange city in a strange country...