My Possessive Mafia Men Novels & Stories

“The Romano family is among the very top—Class A—along with four other families. But within the Romano family, Michael is not just anyone. He’s infamous, even in the organization. They say he’s ruthless… merciless. Someone you don’t ever cross. As for us, the Greyharts, we’re only ranked Class B. So, no matter how much I want to break this marriage… I can’t interfere.” Aurora remained silent, nodding slowly, as the weight of Vicky’s words sank in.

he continued as he leaned into my touch. My hand stopped combing through his hair as I tensed. “And the one in my father’s Mafia is Omega6.” He sighed, “Yes.” “Who?” I queried. My hand clenched into a fist. I’m not sure why it seems like a betrayal. Mafia is a family, and you do not betray family. “I’m afraid I can’t tell you that, kitten. I am sorry,” he said. I could feel his grasp tightening on my hip, as if he was afraid I’d leave.

"No! How can I just climb on your back? Moreover, there's an injury on your arm." JK yells, "Just shut up and do as I say!" "No, I won't! Why are you showing me mercy now?" "I have never seen a stubborn girl like you." Grabbing her hand forcefully, he makes her lean on his back. "This man, seriously! How long are you going to force me? Will you ever let me live peacefully? When will you stop all this?" "When you love me more than I do." "I'll never fall for you." "You won't have to do it, baby. It will happen automatically. Just wait and see." "Yeah, yeah, whatever. Walk as soon as possible; I'm so hungry." "It's high time to learn how to control your hunger." "Yah, I've never seen a stupid

“I told you before—you don’t beg. You’re a fucking Capo of this familia, not some pathetic poet. If you want her, stop asking for permission. Just take your woman and make her submit. Once she realizes what she’s been missing, once she belongs to you, she’ll never think of leaving again.” “No, Boss. The situation is different. She is different,” Luca murmured, his voice thick with a hollow kind of sorrow. “What’s different? We’re mafiosi,” Reid said, leaning back as if the answer were simple. “We take what we want. That is the only law we live by.” “She isn't into men,” Luca mumbled. The room went dead silent. Both Reid and Luciano froze. “Shit, man... your luck is really bad,” Reid chuckled

He pushed his finger inside me, murmured as he sucked my neck, " What did I tell you, little tigress? I will fuck you right there if I find you here.. Good girls don't come to this place." I moaned as he added another finger, stretching me fully, " I was.. never a good girl..I am the bad mafia... woman..as.. they say..." He growled into my ears, hissing as my wetness coated his fingers, " WRONG! You are my woman! And..I like bad..Arch your ass up, sweetheart..I have all the intention to fuck you here.. You want this, don't you? You want my cock, right??"

Adrian POV There were three men but none of them looked like accountants or businessmen or anyone I wanted to have a conversation with in a dark street. The one in front of me stepped closer and asked with an angry voice “Will you come quietly?” Not again, he really sent people to threaten me again? My future father-in-law was an arrogant person and his men were also arrogant people. No wonder they were working for the mafia king. When I worked with him, I forgot that he was the ruthless Mafia King everyone was scared of. But I decided to marry his daughter, so I can’t be afraid of him. I have to prove myself in front of him.

“She’ll look even better spread out on our sheets, begging for mercy.” I should have fought, screamed, run. But the debt was ironclad, and a strange heat bloomed low in my belly at their combined presence. These men were the darkness my sheltered life had never touched—ruthless mafia princes who ruled the city from penthouse thrones. My pussy clenched despite the fear, wetness gathering as Marco’s hand slid to my waist, pulling me flush against his hard body.

We both laughed. “What’s wrong?” Sophia asked, “still thinking of the hot middle aged mafia daddy?” She winked. “I didn't mention he was hot?” I said, frowning my brows. “You didn't need to. I could see it all over you.” I smiled. “He really is a hot mafia daddy actually.” “Then what are you worried about? He's clearly into you?” “He's a Mafia. As in drug dealer rich kingpin. The last thing I want is to endanger my life… not especially after…”

I gritted my teeth, the words cutting through me like poison. I pushed the blanket off my legs and forced myself to stand, even though every step sent fresh waves of pain through my body. “This is unreasonable!” My voice shook with anger. “I’m not some object to be passed around or played with! I have the right to my own freedom—why should I obey his orders?” James barely blinked. If anything, the faint smile on his lips only deepened. “You know Mr. Liam very well, Miss Scarlett.” His tone was patient, like he was explaining something obvious to a child. “He’s the godfather of the Mafia. His power stretches across the entire country. Do you really think you can escape him?”

“Because I had to.” Roberto stood up, pointing a finger at me. His hands were shaking with anger, spit almost drooling from his lips. “You had no right! You didn’t consult us. You didn’t consult anyone!” “I didn’t need to,” I said. “My father left me the Mafia.” “You didn’t need to?” Angelo repeated, standing now as well. He looked disgusted. “Do you understand what you’ve done? What kind of man he is? And since when does the Mafia belong to one person? A woman at that?”