My Possessive Mafia Men Novels & Stories

"Mateo crossed a line. He paid the price. That's how our world works, Gianna." "Our world," I repeated, the words tasting bitter. "You mean the mafia world. The world where violence is the answer to everything." "The world where disrespect has consequences," he corrected, his hand sliding from my hip to the small of my back, pulling me closer. "The world where a man who puts his hands on another man's woman doesn't get to walk away unscathed." I almost rolled my eyes. "I'm not a possession." "You're mine." His voice dropped to that sinister note that made my stomach flip. "And in my world, that means something. It means I protect what's mine by eliminating any threat. It means anyone who thi

"How did you manage to book this beautifully mesmerizing place in such a short time?" I asked, while still mesmerized. "Your husband is a mafia, so if you want, I can own the whole town for you, but if you get hurt somehow, well, that's not going to happen in this lifetime, but if a single scratch on your body and I will be the one to burn this whole fucking New York City."

I said out loud. "What do you mean 'dealing place'?" I questioned as he chuckled "Well they are in the mafia sweetheart so they need some place they can own which they already do. So anyway, they also wanted this one." He said and rubbed his forehead. "but it's yours." I said in confusion as he laughed. "you don't know them Sophie they own the whole damn country," he snapped as I stood up. "I promise I'll get it back." I said as he scoffed and muttered a low 'good luck'.

All the women scream, the men follow behind, jimmy tried to run out in the crowd, but the mafia bosses men catch him. Soon everyone was out, it was just Manuel, his four men and Jimmy, tied up and a rag in his mouth. “Take him with us, let’s see how daddy feels about the next future heir to his mafia throne trying to rape one of my girls!” He mocked him at the mafia throne part.

Sisi looked at Norah and sighed, she didn’t believe Norah would know about dangerous possessive men, that crazy man hates seeing her scared. “I don’t want him to claim me… I knew someone who was suffering from something like that, she was beaten every day after their marriage.” “You are wrong, he won’t treat you like that if he loves you, mafia don’t beat their girlfriends, you are doubting maybe because you knew he’s a playboy.” Sisi was surprised. “He’s their leader,” she added. “And the most annoying thing is, he won’t hide it, he will be with another woman and still want me, what the fvck?”

I wondered to myself. For Diego to work for those people and betray him, it means that those people have all the power and whatever it takes. It means they have everybody’s secrets in their palms. They are the ones who gave the orders for my father’s assassination. I thought it was my rival Vicenzo and other greedy mafia kings. “The battle has just begun, and I must get to the roof of this. I won't rest until I bring every one of them down and they beg on their knees.”

I almost masked my ears to protect them to be damaged. The day since I've arrived here I've witnessed nothing other than death, blood and hatred. These mafia people love to kill, they love to flow other's blood. There is nothing called mercy and compassion in their language. We preach live and let live, and they preach kill and live. It's so disappointing to watch how the world has emerged as a death Sloane. As I was thinking all of this suddenly, I heard the door burst open. And two of strong built men, approached me, had a grip over my arm and compelled me to walk over.

If I let her keep up with it, soon they will begin to think she's my weakness and try to use her to get to me. "Suit yourself." She says in an angry tone and walks out. I know I'm upsetting her. I hate to treat her this way, but I don't have much of a choice. Myself and Marley go way back. We have history. I took her under my wing when she was just 12. I was 16. I remember that night like it was yesterday. I shake my head, forcing myself not to go down memory lane. I still feel rage when I think about it. From then on till now, I've been an older brother and friend to Marley. But things have changed. I've grown to become the most powerful drug Lord in Mexico. Dinero Ricci Roderigo, first of

I nodded to Diego and he took out some more crisp one hundred dollar bills and was about to give to hand them to Gus when he put his hand up to in refusal, " No, no. I don't want money from you. I want you to promise our protection. This man is from the mafia. He will kill us if he finds out." So he's mafia. Interesting. It made sense. Whoever had taken Katarina knew of the inner workings of our establishment. They knew the premises of the main house, knew where each camera was and how to remain incognito. This person also knew about the debt of Chase Tomas, knew intimate details of our dealings. In order for that, they had to be mafia, which is what my father had mentioned at our last meeti

Third Person Pov: Thomas Allen is one of the most ruthless leaders in the mafia gang Hayden Wren heads. Its known as 'Python'. Recently, there's been a fued between the two, hence; Thomas moved to Dubai. The members of the gang thought things would dissolve over time... but it didn't. Communication seized between the two for the past two years. Now, Thomas is back to set things right.