My Mobster Girlfriend Novels & Stories

the mobster lays me down on the bed "You are a jealous person." "I'm not jealous." Even if I was consuming myself with jealousy, I would never speak. Boris looks at me for a while and kisses me. I try to resist, but I have no more strength. So I just allow myself to kiss him. I kiss him with all the desire I was feeling at that moment. The mobster runs his hands through my intimacy, making me moan. "You are ready for me." "Then take me to you" I opened my legs for him.

" Isn't it enough for everyone to know that he keeps a cheap lover inside his house, does he still want to take her inside the cosa nostra? That would sound like an offense to Trina and her family ____" I have nothing more to do with trina and I don't care what they say, Amy will go with me and that's it. ___ son you lost your mind can only ___ " you are undermining our family with this brazen behavior . Victor said ___" shut up Victor my conversation here is with my mother.. __ " I do NOT need your permission to speak, who do you think you are? __"you forget Victor that I am Diablo the most dangerous mafia boss in this country, I can do anything ..

Piers looked at his partner, Hila as she leaned in to him, frowning as she said in her throaty, accented voice, the voice that never failed to arouse him. ‘What’s with the caveman and his sidekick, Pretty Piers?” The Mafia Boss turned slightly, her warm breath on his cheek as he looked into her eyes. ‘They have a …woman. Some freaky thing where they share a woman.” He lifted his hand and clasped it around her throat, pulling her face closer, kissing her mouth, hard.

And all of a sudden, everything just went South. Anthony had to come back into her life. She, who had chastised her best friend, kissed her ex husband. Worse part, her current lover was not aware that she had ever set eyes on his "brother". She snorted. She sighed as she felt his hand squeeze hers. She was back into this mobster shit. She turned to look at him. His focus was mostly on the road, and the seatbelt hugged his chest. He looked so innocent. How could he be a mobster? Why would he be one?

she says, trying to stand on her own but failing, her head leaning on my shoulder. I pause, narrowing my eyes. “And what does that mean?” Her head tilts slightly, and she looks up at me, her amber eyes glassy but sharp. “I know what you are, Ryan.” “Yes, I’m—” “A mafia boss’s son,” she finishes, her voice cold. “And not just any mafia boss’s son. A psychopath one. “ she says, and my eyes widen. “Who else locks up their girlfriend, cuffs her, and strangles her until she passes out? And then forgets about it all like it’s nothing?”

"Second, you're in the basement of the casino Manoban." "B-boss." "Yes, I'm your boss, the CEO and I am..." I paused as I tilted my head on the side and smiled at her venomously. "Naomi's boyfriend." _________

"Wait, isn't she a Valley girl?" Unfortunately, my mango seltzer wasn't doing much of anything for me, when I felt someone tap my shoulder. "Your girlfriend is here." Stacy whispered quietly into my ear, and I turned around to glare at her. "Stop it." I warned, which made her giggle. I watched her as she rolled her eyes and stuck her tongue out at me, desperately trying to stop thinking about the technicalities of our friendship.

With this actions, Raymond concluded they were federal agents. “We seek a lady by the name, Grace….” Reyes couldn’t remember her last name. “…..Brunt” the specialist quickly said and stretched out his hand to shake Raymond too. “You must be Raymond, her boyfriend. I’ve seen your pictures a couple of time” “Yes, she is my girlfriend” Raymond answered confidently. No matter what would happen or could have happened. He would never deny Grace was his girlfriend.

She asked. "My best friend will have his victory party next month, and I want you to come with me. And all you have to do is pretend to be my girlfriend." He proudly speaks, thinking she'll agree right away. He was confident that he was every girl's dream. To be known as the girlfriend of the most handsome, good-looking, hot, wealthy man, Nathan Conner, was a privilege. "Why me?" She scowled unknowingly. He was surprised. "I'll pay you, don't worry. It's not part of the deal. As long as it turns out well, name me the price. I'll give it to you." Nathan thought money would change her mind quickly.

that you didn't have a girlfriend, that you were looking for one, but that you weren't in any relationship. "It doesn't matter what my mother said "he cuts her off disdainfully "She doesn't know about my life, so she doesn't know about my girlfriend " suddenly I feel an arm around my waist and after that my boss's body presses against mine, holding me tightly "Tabatha, meet my girlfriend, Audrey Turner. My body becomes rigid, from his contact and his words. What the fuck? This means he won't kick me out. And if not, I will have to see the need to demand a raise.