My Mobster Boyfriend Novels & Stories

I took a bullet for my mafia boyfriend, Leo, during an attack by a rival family. When I woke up, he thought I had amnesia. So he told me I was his cousin's fiancée. His cousin, Dante. The Don. "Bella? You're awake?" My boyfriend Leo's voice. It came from beside the bed. He sounded... weirdly nervous. I opened my eyes. The hospital ceiling was stark white. My head throbbed, but my mind was sharp.

His touches were smooth and arousing her senses, his chef's hands were definitely not just good enough for the kitchen, it was good enough to keep her begging him to fondle her in every way he could. A faint smile curved on her lips, if only Nathan was not such a serious guy off the bed, he would've made the perfect boyfriend that she might consider to keep for a long term relationship. She wondered if someone like Nathan would ever settle to be a 'fuck buddy' if she ever fell ill on courting him. But he was good enough for now, after all, she can smell the breakfast he was making for her right outside the door. And she had never dated anyone who could do that before.

“Maybe we shouldn't talk about my personal life, Miss Haylee. I found him nowhere and besides, he's not my boyfriend.” “Come on, girl. You don't have to be so shy about this. I saw the car he dropped you guys with. It's a freaking new model Bentley. You must be so lucky to find such a boyfriend. What does he do? Is he a CEO or a rich hire killer or….” she gasped. “A mafia? Mafias are known to be rich.” “He's not a Mafia and again, he's not my boyfriend. Can you stop calling him that? Besides, I wonder why you like spying on others through your window.”

"You seem like a good christian girl from a humble home. So pray, because if your boyfriend doesn't come through, then you're no use to us alive, are you?" "But don't worry, ifmailing him pieces of you doesn't work, we've got backup plans." His voice dropped to a low, threatening rumble. "There's your junkie brother who's owing practically every mobster in New York, your pathetic father, and your sweet little mother in that hospital bed." He continued, "I'm sure they'll make fine replacements when we need to send a stronger message. Everyone pays eventually, one way or another."

he added. I chose not to answer him, I would rather not mention my relationship with Lie because it's our personal problem. And later, my companion said goodbye to take a bathroom first, and I agreed because she said that she would be right back. The mafia boss left was still seated, but I remained silent. “Do you have an issue with your boyfriend?” he asked calmly. “I don't want to talk about our relationship with her,” I replied formally. “Alright. Just don't affect your training and work because I noticed in your boyfriend that his behavior is not good—” the mafia boss said.

“Why do you sound so surprised? Robyn is beautiful, fun, generous, smart, and I’m glad she doesn’t sleep around. To top that, she’s never boring. She’s hot and good in bed.” She blinked, speechless. “I know he warned you to stay away from your boyfriend, but you were too in love with Antoine, who was in depth with the Belarusian mafia,” Robyn told her. “He belongs to the Russian mafia, baby.” “Whatever. They’re all bad guys.” Robyn rolled her eyes. “So what are you gonna do now? Hide here while your scumbag boyfriend is in prison? How about the baby? Have you considered what her life would be like surrounded by those criminals?”

“Talk to me. Really talk to me. What aren’t you telling me?” For a long moment, he didn’t answer. His jaw clenched, his shoulders visibly tense. Then, finally, he spoke, his voice low and gravelly. “There’s a man,” he began, each word carrying the weight of something deeply buried. “A Russian mobster. He’s not like the other ones we’ve dealt with. He’s calculated. Patient. Years ago, there was… an issue. A shipment that went south, a deal that was never resolved. He lost money, pride, and now he’s out for blood.” My breath hitched. “And he’s coming for you?”

Later, through that twist of fate, Leo got to know people from the Morretti family and became one of their collaborators. As the Underboss of the Colombo family, connecting with the Morretti family was like growing wings for him. From then on, he thrived in New York’s underground world. But Amy storms out in a fit of anger. That night, gunshots echo through the neighborhood. A stray bullet hits her, and she bleeds out on the spot. He calmly arranges her funeral, yet still keeps his promise and marries me. Soon after, my father dies in what is ruled an accident. On the day of my father’s funeral, he storms into the church with his men.

After seeing her, I was sure these strange things would disappear. I controlled my emotions and said “I’m not going to hide behind bodyguards. I am not from the mafia world. I am an ordinary boy who works for you. And your daughter is my girlfriend.” Then a mocking smile appeared on my face and I continued “If Romano hurts me or kills me, then it'll be good news for you. After all, you don't like me and don't accept me for your daughter.” Hearing it, Victor’s jaw tightened again and he said with gritted teeth “You really enjoy making my life difficult.”

- he leans over, grabbing my hand with his - "when this group takes you into their fold, they refuse to be told what to do." "I've kind of noticed that, but I hate to take time away." He brings my hand up, kissing the back of it. "Let them take care of you. Let me take care of you. It's what we do." Belonging to them is overwhelming and nothing I expected when I moved here. I'd chosen this place on a whim one night, when I was trying to get out of a bad situation I was in. Witnessing your boyfriend's boss offering to make him a made man, and then realizing said boyfriend has been embezzling from the mob? It was a lot to take in.