My Possessive Mafia Novels & Stories

Destros said. Bargaining with him would let him know that Nightingale meant more to me than a one night stand. If I agreed to this, he wouldn’t hand her over, he would make more ridiculous demands till he was satisfied. I know how gangsters worked. I was part of the mafia now, but once upon a time, I had been a mere gangster too. Besides, the mafia was really just an upgraded style of gangster life.

And death is something I’ve always been intimately familiar with. “Yeah.” I nodded, smoothing the fabric of my top. “I’ll tell them about the party we’ll hold to become one.” Ace stepped closer, expression turning serious in that way only he could do—where a single shift in his eyes made the entire room feel heavier. “Italian-American mafia,” he said. “Do you realize we’ll be the most powerful mafia in the entire world? We’ll have tons of enemies, and I already have many enemies. We’ll be in constant danger… You sure you wanna do this, amore?”

I say. "Are you threatening me? Are you involved with some kind of mafia? If not, then get the hell out of my office because I am not afraid of you. I am not afraid of anyone. Do not think that you can just walk into my life and make decisions for me. I will not allow you near me," Maddie says. Oh, if she only knew how right she was. I am part of the Italian mafia. I am a Don in the Italian mafia, and I always get what I want. She does not want to mess with me, but I don't want to hurt her. However, I think I should show her what I can do.

so that I can give my kid the title to all of my possessions. While I don't consider myself an ordinary person, I am also not an extraterrestrial. I am more than just the business and property's owner. I am also not just any wealthy individual. I manage a Mafia that is well-known throughout the world, yet I do not consider myself their superiors.

Paige's POV "You see, I have operations running across multiple cities. The club you came to last night is one of my many establishments I own. And trust me, clubs are not the only things I own." His eyes never left mine as he added, "I don't hide what I am, Paige. Especially not when someone asks me directly.” I swallowed hard as I fought the curiosity burning inside me, the desperate need to understand why the hell a man claiming to be a mafia boss was sitting before me in a doctor's office. My curiosity got the better of me and I finally forced my mouth to speak;

I turned my attention again to him as he started in a very dominated deep voice. ' I am a Devil. The owner of this mansion and all the men and women working here Works for me... You know what mafia is?' I shook my head in no. I don't know what is this mafia. He sighs and continued. ' Well, the mafia is a big organization which does some... I mean all illegal works. We are all bad peoples, really bad. And I am their boss. That's enough for your little pretty head'

he whispered and pulled her up from the ground. He led her back to the room and sat her down on the bed. "I know you don't remember me so let me introduce myself. I'm Alexander Miguel soon to be the boss of the Black mafia and you are my one way ticket through that door. I'll give you one minute to completely hand yourself over to me or I'm going to start killing everyone you love, no more beating around the corner," he whispered with a serious face. Siana looked into his face trying to crack the joke behind his words but she found nothing. He was being serious. The room was quite as his vicious eyes tore through her.

Matthew rolled his eyes in anger. “You should show more gratitude, at least. You almost got raped by a woman too. I mean, who gets that drunk and calls himself a mafia boss?" Sharon rolled her eyes back at him. Matthew clenched his fist angrily at the last part. “That’s why I don’t take alcohol in public, but you made me do!”

“Both gay. Both lying to me for years.” “We weren’t lying,” Nikolai said. “We were surviving.” “Don’t give me that martyr bullshit.” Gabriel started pacing. “You think you’re the first gay person in our world?” “Name one openly gay mafia boss,” Nikolai challenged. “One politician in our circles who’s out.” Gabriel opened his mouth, then closed it. Because he couldn’t. “This isn’t the fifties,” Liliana said gently. “Not fast enough,” I said. “And not in our world.”