Mufasa Ahadi Novels & Stories

"Okay, angelo mio. Everyone is excited to see you so get some rest tomorrow is a very busy day." I smiled weakly. My engagement party was tomorrow, to a man I hardly knew. His name was Emilio Armani and he was 40, the head of the Italian mafia. A shiver ran down my spin. I had just turned 20, but this was a peace treaty that had to be honored. If it was violated in any way, they would come after me and my family.

I was screaming. Helena Petra I decided to stick around. And I heard his mate screaming. I peeped and saw an unconscious Alessandro. Ooh someone is just not himself. From what I recall his wolf was not a very stable one. Could it be linked? I mean what do I care. I took out my phone and called Ria. Ria was Corio Mosta's fiance. "Ria, I have some news." I said. "What is it?" Ria said excitedly. "It seems Alessandro is weak at the moment and well..."

Santino utters, “But I won’t let you leave with your life.” Harlow’s blood-curdling laugh is louder than the waves of the ocean. “A single scar on my body and my men will wipe out your entire clan,” Harlow utters as he uses his index finger to point at the top of the building which towers behind us, my office.

"Hahaha I’m telling you, my love. You’re listening right?” “Y– yeah. I’m very attentive, Noure,” she replied like a robot. "Okay. So, Mufasa was like he had to surprise her and...” Saïda tried not to bite her lip while watching Asahd. Asahd turned and when her eyes unconsciously dropped to his boxers, he smiled mischievously. ′Saïda!′ She snapped out and looked up at him, her cheeks burning. Asahd smiled even more. Then he looked at the bulge in his own boxers and back at Saïda, and said:

The older woman said. "Miss...Miss Mia?! You are calling Mia Miss? And you are a personal maid? I cannot believe this. I just can't believe this. What have you done to Marco, Mia? Why did you turn him into a man who is willing to listen to whatever rubbish that comes out of your mouth? Marco is not the Marco that I know and fell in love with. He is not the man that you have made him become. do you know that he has a lot of responsibilities and that they are a lot of people are depending on him? if you turn in into your personal errand boy who listens to everything that you say and who even gives you a maid just because you want it what is going to become of the entire mafia organisation and

The gigantic lion towered beside Francesco almost protectively while Its golden mane glowed beneath the room lights as its sharp fangs became partially visible as it glowed softly. The guards immediately froze “ohh Lord have mercy why is Mufasa in here” one of the guard thought in his head “I am grateful to not be so close to that dangerous animal right now…at least I can run as fast as possible if needed” the other guard said in his head as he swallowed lighy. Mufasa was a pet Lion Francesco found when he was much younger, a little homeless young animal found by the roadside when he was on a road trip, seeing the poor animal Francesco took it upon himself to train this little scared Lion in

Dan said keeping his eyes fixed on the screen. “Very well. Ah, Alfred thank you so much.” Andrew said as Alfred entered the room with Andrew’s drink in his hand. Andrew took his drink and took a sip. “Ah.” He said spinning the drink in the glass with ice. “Bumbu Rum, a wonderful drink when you wait.”

I kept on repeating while moving stepping back. My fingers were trembling so badly but that was the least of my concerns. This was a nightmare. A sick, twisted joke. I knew what this meant… I had heard the stories. The Mafian King, A man that can put terror on anyone just from his mere presence. He was a ruthless man who ruled with an iron hand. And not just that, the terrible way he treats his numerouse concubines like a plaything is nothing to write home about. I remember a particular story of his fellow rival mafia who refused to obey him.

He rescued her and now he can't let her go... Giovanni de Luca, a Beverly Hills born mobster climbing the ladder to success. He will do anything to protect his family and ensure their successful name throughout L.A. When he meets Rosalia Bernardi, a gorgeous young woman from Palermo, things change dramatically. It's not only him and his family he has to protect now but also the young life of Rosalia. The pair commence a rollercoaster ride they can't seem to get off especially because Giovanni is in the Mafia.

Like sorry, I can't just eat after watching someone get murdered like he can. After Abuela takes our plate away to wash it, I attempt to rise from his lap, but his grip around my waist tightens. "Stay," he orders calmly. I let out an exasperated sigh, but eventually ease back into his embrace. "So, what's on the agenda today? Please tell me it's not another fucking marathon training session." A light chuckle escapes him as he says, "Not today." Sooo is he not going to tell me or...?