My Mobster Boyfriend Novels & Stories

1 LORENZO I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion, doing my best to make sense of what was going on. Millions of different possibilities came across my mind all at once, shooting at my head like daggers. Had Amber left me because she had a boyfriend all along? Who just happened to be the Capo of the Albanian fucking Mafia? From the way he was carrying her on his arm like a prize fucking trophy, it seemed they were a lot more than boyfriend and girlfriend.

Suddenly, everything makes sense - Steven insisting we get a new apartment really fast, Steven staying inside all the time, Steven drinking more, Steven allowing me to earn money to pay off his debt while he stays in the house staring at the computer all day. “She’s – she’s a virgin too!” Steven stumbles out in the video, his eyes frantic. “That will be worth more, won’t it? You can like – action off her v-card to the highest bidder!” I blush and an angry huff of air falls from my lips, not only because that’s a lie but because my boyfriend is actually trying to sweeten the pot! Not only is Steven not fighting for me - he’s trying to get more out of the deal by convincing these mobsters that

I said with a little shrug, and he lightly shoved my shoulder. "You are that bad, Aria," he said with a little laugh of his own. "Which sane person goes after a mafia boss the exact way you did after seeing him just once?" "Now, friend, that said mafia boss is officially my boyfriend, so all my efforts paid off, didn’t they? Crazy or not."

She looked cheerful and her words were polite. "I, uhm, I" I stuttered, struggling to find the perfect response to her question. How on earth was i supposed to explain that i was running away from my Mafia boyfriend, who happened to be the son of the most feared Mafia leader in all of the united states and probably even the world. How was I supposed to explain that he was also a bipolar, possessive and mentally deranged individual who humiliated, assaulted and harassed me on a daily basis?. And that he was dominant and a drug addicted druggie, and he could not live without knowing where I was every seconds or minute of every day.

Bobby greeted her in a familiar manner. "Yes, Bobby, I've just been busy at the hospital," she replied and smiled at him, her smile was so beautiful that Bobby didn't have to look hard before finding out how I stared. "And who might this be?" Bobby asked, smiling nicely. "This is, Chuks, my boyfriend," she replied and looked towards me for approval. I then nodded and smiled at her as I reached for her hand and held it in mine. We stared at each other when Bobby's voice interrupted us, "Are those your friends?"he asked. I looked to the side and just across the street, four Japanese men approached the diner, openly brandishing weapons.

“Give me your number.” He sent Edgar a dozen images of Milli and Charlie. “Don’t call me, don’t contact me, nothing. My dad may be a cop, but my boyfriend grew up in the mafia. We will kill you, cut you into tiny pieces, and bury you in the desert.” Then he walked away toward the church sanctuary.

"Speaking about nerd, don't you think your boyfriend is as nerd as James and would definitely not fit into the categories of the cute mafia men you chant about?" Ivano choke. A very sarcastic choke. Samantha's grip against her spoon tightened and she stared at Nuella with rage in her eyes. Well, the bullet did hit hard like Nuella wanted it. Samantha's boyfriend was the most irritating of human existence and she was only with him because he was a mafia member and she didn't want to be married to some mafia grandpa. Gradually, the rage in Samantha's eyes subsided then she rolled her eyes and cleared her throat.

For the first time in his life her was afraid, afraid of her opinion of him, afraid of if she would even like him, just afraid. Present Day. It had been two weeks since I graduated from university and moved back home with my parents and brothers. My father, Romero Ramos, is the leader of the Spanish/American Mafia until my eldest brother, Mateo Ramos, takes over next year. My mother, Maria Ramos, was born into the Mafia just like the rest of my family and lastly my second brother, Sebastian Ramos will be my Mateo's second in command for Mateo when he become leader. The there's me, Sofia, I have been involved in offical mafia business since I was sixteen years old, my job is mostly traning ne

I said. Michael’s eyes darkened. “What have you heard?” The growl in his voice made me jump. I swallowed and blinked a few times. He let out a breath and dropped his chin. “It’s best if you don’t know anything.” “I’ve heard from several people that your brother is in the mob,” I said. “And I want to know if the same is true for you.” “You’re asking me if I’m in the mob?” he asked with a laugh. “Did your little boyfriend tell you that?”

He smiles at me like I said he solved half the world's problems. "Good." He says his voice filled with joy again. "I would love to do it again." He says and I shake my head at that. "Why not?" He asks leaning closer. "Because you're not who I want to do that with." I say and he frowns. He takes a few seconds to think about it and then his face changes from happiness to anger. "You have a boyfriend?" He asks his voice low. He says and I feel a chill run down my spine. " I will beat the shit out of him if I see the two of you together." He says before I can answer. "You don't own me!!" I scream at him pissed off. He sits there staring at me.