My Mafia Fiances Alpha Father Novels & Stories

, Adalina added scowling at me. “Alright”, said Father as he stood up and walked to where I stood. “All this is simple, Rose my dear daughter, you do understand what is at stake here. This Mafia alliance is very important to this family. So on behalf of me and your sisters I demand that you reject the Alphas so that a much organized agreement can take place”, Father said as he stood towering over me with his huge body.

I was mesmerised by how intense his golden eyes looked as they seemed to pierce into my soul. Yet I had no idea what he thought I meant. "I— it's the least I can do for getting you in trouble with your colleagues—" He chuckled, cutting me off. "They are not my colleagues. They are my subordinates." I was at a loss for words. This meant that his Alpha title was really serious. "What does being an Alpha mean?" I asked when I could no longer hold myself back. He looked away from me and stared ahead. "My father would say that it's a position of power. No one can touch you once you establish your reign. You call the shots and everyone obeys."

“Grief? Ha… now I know you are a lying piece of scum, the alpha has nothing to grieve over – my grandparents didn’t die from witchcraft and my father has no siblings.” “Naïve, alpha son. Who said anything about your grandparents or nonexistent uncles and aunts? This was all about your despicable father’s mate.” I frowned, “What the hell are you saying?” I stormed forward and grabbed him and roughly brought him to a sitting position, “What has my mom got to do with anything?” He chucked, his eyes burning with a hateful intensity, “Naïve, alpha son. Do you think that your mother was Michael’s first mate?”

“They hired a Russian mobster who played me horrible. I managed to turn the situation around and not get so hurt, but this one is capable of anything. It's a real animal. Jesus, Jesus, Jesus. “Do you understand why I really need someone to trust, Mina?” He asks me in his broken voice. “I feel like everyone wants to hurt me. I've done horrible things in my life, but this last time I've tried to fix it by getting all this shit out of me, trying to cut ties with these people, but they're the worst scum that can exist in the world.” “Black... That Russian mobster who played you is…” “Yes, Mina. He's Mikael Sydow's own son of a bitch.”

I did a subtle comparison between my father as the beta of the pack and his relationship withalpha Caden and of course with Raffaele and Alpha Vincenzo and the relationship between them. While my father was only a beta in name, fulfilling the role he had promised the late alpha to play to his son, Raffaele was a true friend and confidante of alpha Vincenzo. They had been friends for as long as they could remember and each paid attention to the other and his needs.

At first, I didn’t like him because of how mean he was to the workers in his father’s mansion, but he treated me nicely, so somehow it got under my skin. I remember when his father died; he didn’t shed a single tear. I expected it to break him, but it didn’t, and I was the one concerned, because the late alpha was a good friend of my dad. The only time he was close to concerned was his mother’s funeral. It was just a glow of tears in his eyes, and that was it. “Is everything okay?” he calls out, drawing me back to reality. I nod. “Your food is untouched,” he says, and I dig my spoon into the plate in front of me with a smile hanging on my lips.

I smile at the shock on my fathers face as he spots our hands as I lace our fingers together. “What is the meaning of this?” He demands, looking furious and I won't deny the fact I can't help feeling smug. Looking at our hands then back to my father, letting a smile spread over my face. “Please forgive me father, father this is Alpha Maddox, my tie or as a wolf he is my mate” I watched as my fathers face turned almost as red as his eyes, he was furious and I was enjoying every single minute of it. “No daughter of mine will be tied to a mutt” He says through clenched teeth.I tune out as Demitri’s voice comes over the earpiece.

As she walked into the house she had called home for the past twenty one years, Kiara watched as her father lay flat and helpless on the floor, begging for his dear life as the Alpha Mafia king looked down on him like a merciless god would look down on pathetic mortals. He didn’t come alone either, his henchmen stood over her father with guns and knives just waiting for the Alpha’s signal to finish off her old man. “I promise I’ll pay every single dime back.” The old man, Kiara’s father, pleaded with his forehead touching the ground. Kiara didn’t need a prophet to tell her what had happened here. Her gambling father had borrowed huge sums of money from Alpha Denzel, gambled it all away yet a

"Tonight, the Alpha is holding a birthday banquet for his puphood sweetheart at the altar. He even invited all the werewolves in the pack. It's such a big event, and we're stuck here guarding criminals." "Yeah, he even prepared a ton of performances. I'm jealous." Hearing their conversation, my father understood everything. With his last bit of strength, he yanked out his sharpest wolf fang and placed it in my hand. "Kelly borrowed my phone to make a call back then. That must have been when she planted the files. "Betraying pack secrets is a huge crime. I'm about to die, and with no proof, he won't believe me. I don't want to drag you down, so I can only prove my innocence with my death.

“Darling… what on earth is this disrespectful girl saying about you?” “Don't listen to a single word she says, Maura,” Bryce commanded defensively, his face flushing a violent, embarrassed red as his delusions of grandeur were stripped away in front of his precious family. “Mom… she clearly doesn't realise that Dad is a close relative of the Alpha King of the Trifang pack,” Ryan said, an arrogant smile curling onto his teenage face as he pulled a phone from his pocket. He tapped the screen repeatedly before thrusting it in front of my face. “He didn't bother telling them about his royal blood because they simply weren't worth knowing.”