My Mobster Boyfriend Novels & Stories

“Bobby is someone we have to lie to. If we want to survive the South End, we spin a perfect story.” “Lie about what?” I raised an eyebrow. “About us. Who the hell am I to you?” He scoffed. “You’re… my friend’s stepbrother of course,” he said, his voice full of disgust. And God, the look on his face was already worth the headache this mission was about to be. I smiled. “Wrong.” Then leaned closer. “From now on, little cherry... I’m your boyfriend.” He choked on his words and stared blankly at me. “You say what?”

And now he acted like she didn’t exist. Jacobo seemed to notice something in her tone because he shifted uneasily before muttering, “The signore is very busy with work matters.” Svetlana clicked her tongue. “Oh, sure. I imagine narcotrafficking, human trafficking, and…” her voice dripped with sarcasm, every word laced with poisonous sweetness. The change in Jacobo was immediate. His back stiffened, his dark eyes gleaming with a mixture of irritation and wounded pride. “The signore doesn’t get involved in white slavery,” he replied firmly. “He’s against that.”

I try to get up from the table, but the mobster stops me. “I need you in this business, love—espabilo—, Erick, I need you to arm some bombs for Gian Lucas's whorehouse; love, you will be my bait, I need you to seduce the new boss in charge of the place. Italian asshole stole my merchandise and I want it back.” He wants to bring down the night club with them inside. Damn son of a bitch! ********

the other girl giggled. Casey bottled up the anger inside her and she dropped her shopping bags in her car trunk. "Hey that's Casey, Zach ex girlfriend" a guy pointed at Casey. "She's beautiful" the other guy commented. "Nah, have you seen Zach's current girlfriend? she's an angel. She's so pretty that she doesn't need make-up but Casey depends on make-up. I wish I am the one dating that angel" the guy stated with dreamy eyes. Casey fumed and she entered her car, if she listen to one more whisper about her, she's sure that she'll lock that person in a cell forever.

I shot a look at Monster, gauging his reaction to being called a lost puppy, but my eyes landed on Cyber who was smirking. “But I have no idea who that guy is.” He gave a chin jerk at Cyber who stiffened at my back. “He’s a…” I chewed on my lip. “An old friend.” “The way he is touching you doesn’t look like he's an old friend.” “That’s because I'm not.” Cybers bulk moved closer, curving his chest to my back, and the hand on my hip squeezed. “You have a boyfriend?” There was real outrage in my date’s voice. “You didn't mention anything about a boyfriend. I don’t want any trouble.”

This has got to be a joke, right? "No, Mercer, I'm not joking. I'm serious. You need to marry Genovese's oldest daughter. We have already arranged the whole thing. It's not my fault you didn't tell me about your wedding. And like I said earlier, the lady in question is looking forward to meeting you. I'm sure she'll help put you on the throne once you're married." "Then what about my wife? What happens to her?" "I'm sure you're with the lady because you love her. You can keep her, but only as your mistress. But be careful not to be discovered. The only person you need right by your side is Genovese, and his family's support, including our support."

a woman about Vince's age asks, coming towards us. -Elenor, this is my wife Magda. Honey, this is Elenor, Damon's girlfriend. -Oh my God! Damon, I didn't think I'd see you with a girl you call girlfriend. -Well, what can I say, she won me over. I know she says it just for show, but my heart skipped a beat when I heard it. Tonight I felt very tense, I don't know if it's because I'm in a room full of mobsters or because the most handsome mobster here hasn't taken his eyes off me.

I tell him a bit shyly, he's my best friend, and she's a witch, but her boyfriend is a vampire, and as if that weren't enough He is the son of a gangster, not even his father knows that he is dating a witch. "Come on, I won't force him, he likes you a lot, you just know how vampires are, serious and creepy, besides, you're my only friend in this place, and I know exactly why you're so nervous." , that guy who looked at you like that The alpha of the Russian mafia is so obsessive, those wolves are like an iceberg, and they are cold blooded killers, you could say that they are a little worse than vampires, it is the best you can get take them to your house, so that you are safe" she tells me w

He was about to punch me when he stopped and became pale and weaker. The knife I used was small but, it had a deadly poison. "Goodbye, dog of a mafia org." I'm a killer, yeah, I'm not just an ordinary model. I hate Mafia the most. I love killing them. ------- "Wifey, awake, awake!" I woke up when Warren jumped on our bed. "What's the matter Warren?" I asked sleepily. He lay down next to me and moved his foot. "You have a male visitor. His name is Yuhan." He said while pouting.

She says something under her breath, which he nods to, and then she stands with her arms folded looking miserable. “Fine,” I say to Vito even though I didn’t hear a fucking word he said. “We’ll do it as you suggested. Call me tomorrow with the details.” I hang up before he has the chance to say anything and I shove my phone in my pocket angrily. I hear a chuckle beside me. It’s Miguel. He has a glass of beer in his hand, and his cheeks are flushed. He’s already somewhat drunk, it seems. He says to me, “Women. It’s tough to understand them, isn’t it?”