My Mafia Fiances Alpha Father Novels & Stories

“Not many go there willingly.” “I don’t have anywhere else,” Stella said quietly. “Suit yourself.” Trees lined the winding roads, summer leaves just starting to crisp. Every bend brought her closer to the place she swore never to see again. “You were the nanny, right?” the woman with the yarn asked suddenly. Stella stiffened. “Excuse me?” “Greenman family. I saw your face on the news. Said you seduced that Alpha.” “I didn’t.” The woman gave a small shrug. “Didn’t think you did. Men like that… don’t need seduction.”

The assessing look he gave everything that was new and significant. My father looked back with the specific calm of a wolf who had been through enough that very little produced visible reaction anymore. "You are the Mafia Alpha," my father said. "Yes," Dante said. "You held the bond during the reach," my father said. "Did not close it when it would have been easier to close it." "No," Dante said. "Good," my father said simply. He turned back to the window. "Three weeks," he said to me again. "Use them well."

“Though they would hate that you had to stand here like this.” I inhaled slowly. “That is why I came to you.” His gaze sharpened. “Speak.” “My uncle has demanded my father’s Mafia empire,” I said plainly. “He believes blood alone gives him the right.” A dangerous glint flashed in the Alpha King’s eyes. “Matteo,” he muttered. “I hoped grief would keep him buried longer.” I clenched my fists. “Papá hated him. I know that much. But I don’t know who my father wanted as his successor. I don’t want the Mafia business but I will not give it to a man my father despised.”

I have no choice but to take a seat next to him. The pilot emerges from the cockpit, finding his gaze at the man next to me. “Alpha Alek, we’re leaving in ten.” Alpha Alek? Why does his name sound familiar? I swallow hard as I turn my head at him. Now, I remember. I’ve heard of stories about him, and mostly nothing good, but terrifying. He comes from an organized crime family in Europe, expanding their business in the US, especially in the pack in Pennsylvania. His father was an alpha, but his parents were murdered when he was still eighteen years old.

His hair was white, his manner strained and furtive. “I’ve come to get you out of here,” he whispered. I recoiled at the face which loomed next to mine. It seemed he had a candle below his chin. Was this a test? “Do I know you?” I asked, aiming for haughty and just about achieving it. “You are better acquainted with my three girls.” So this was Mina’s father, the Alpha who couldn’t save himself. “Why should I trust you?” “Do you really want to re-visit the Big Apple and die?”

If I would have been that you were going to find your mate at the graduation I never would have made a deal with him. Just exactly who is this Alpha in Italy? I ask him. His name is Alpha Valentino Marelli and he is one of the most fearsome and ruthless Alpha's there is. He even scares the living daylights out of me. Do you mean to tell me that some Alpha from Italy who we haven't heard of scares you? I said to my father. Yes, he does scare me, he kind of sounds like he's from the Italian Mafia too.

Matter of fact, neither does my father. The first most well known family is the De Santis. Most people don't know it but they're also in the mafia. And of course, they're first. Their leader, Ace De Santis is 22 and rumors has it, he is fucking awesome at his job. People are scared of him. I, however, most people think im a damn myth. Not that i care, people believe what they want. The leader of the Italian mafia is Ace while my father is the leader of the American mafia. We are allies... Sort of. "ALEXIA SKYLAR HALE. FOCUS.", My father yelled through the ear piece

There was a third warrior following them with a phone in his hand. “What the hell is going on here?” Frankie’s mom shouted as she stomped over towards my father. She must have been incredibly angry to talk to her Alpha like that. Nobody spoke to an Alpha like that and got away with it. Her mate looked horrified, he knew how much danger she was in and he was trying to pull her back. She viciously pushed him away and turned her attention back towards my father. “Your son is a traitor,” my father growled. “You’re lying, my son would never do anything like that.” Her face almost looked smug, as though she knew more about what was going on than she should.

She mumbled to herself. Immediately, the door to her room flew open and her dad walked in, looking very furious. She suddenly stood up from the bed and made a curtly bow to her father. Her dad looked sixty, he had white beads and few white hairs. He is still the ruling don of the Gambino mafia. "What is this that I'm hearing, Alice?. You dare send our men to attack Zavi, are you crazy?Do you want to die?." Her head was still low, "I'm sorry, father."

the Alpha said awkwardly. My father addressing to me, said "Elektra this is Alpha Richard" -"Nice to meet you sir!" I said offering my hand for a handshake which was reciprocated with joy by the Alpha. -"Me too" the Alpha said giving me a wide smile. -"You know Bartholomew I am very happy you brought your daughter here! It would be our honor if your daughter was my son's mate!" -"My daughter has already a mate" my father said curtly making me give him a questioning look which he ignored.