My Possessive Mafia Novels & Stories

said Abeni nervously. Elena leaned in closely towards Abeni across the dining table and lowered her voice. "Dmitry Kuznetsov is the leader of one of the biggest mafia groups in New York at just 35..." revealed Elena dramatically. "Mafia!" exclaimed Abeni in shock. "Yes, mafia. He literally owns the whole city - clubs, casinos, hospitals, schools, supermarkets, hotels, cars - literally everything," explained Naledi seriously. Abeni's face froze in fear. "So you're telling me my father borrowed money from a mafia leader..." she said slowly.

Antonio Dante's pov, Mafia is taking your time. Mafia is smart. Mafia is about being calculative. Mafia is chess. It is about selling drugs. Selling weapons. Getting debts. And most of all, fighting your enemy. An enemy is made when he poses a fight to demolish you. No mafia wants a competing mafia. No mafia wants another mafia. A Mafia wants to be the one and only. We get rich this way. In the underworld.

Andrea's pov. “ You have one week to pay us back or you submit yourself to be a sex slave for our mafia gang!” He said as tears dripped through my cheeks. I was kneeling before Romano. The leader of the undisputed mafia gang in the city of New York. People hated entering into his trap because it doesn't usually end well. But how would I know that Dad owed him $10 million dollars and even signed me off to them if I couldn't pay.

“Why are you helping me?” She scoffs. “You think I’m helping you?” She chuckles. “It’s called ownership, tesoro. You are mine.” She sits up, making us face to face. “Your family will have the privilege of having the benefit of selling your life to me.” I managed to give her a dirty look, unhappy with her confession. “Oh, don’t give me that look. It’s not like you don’t know that. You’re now in the mafia. What else could you expect?”

One thing about having gangs or dealing with mafia life was to have a main hustle. It defeats the mentality that they could be caught. Mafia men were always successful even without the illegal money because they had big and powerful companies. An advantage of building a mafia empire is to have a wide range of network and connections regarding anything useful. “Professor Martil.” Someone knocked and entered my office. I didn’t need to look up because I recognized the voice. An intern, Kimberly. “Is there a problem?” I asked nonchalantly. Kimberly stepped in fully with some books in her hands. “I came here earlier but your office was locked.”

“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?”

he says with certainty. I stop walking and narrow my eyes at Owen. “You sound like you know who killed my brother?” I ask with my eyebrows raised. This is now the most important answer I need. The hatred for the person who took my brother from me is what’s keeping me going. I guess I am a mafia through and through. I will not rest until he or she has paid and I hope Owen has the name for me, but his response crushes that hope. “I don’t, but it’s too coincidental that it’s this year’s government mandate to eliminate the mafia. With us gone, it would also be a good opportunity for a new player to take over our territories,” Owen responds with the same certainty.

“That's okay, your daughter just help the police with the difficult criminal case, so she got the reward.” “Wow, Alessia, mommy so proud of you, you are the real warrior, I hope you be always safe anywhere.” I feel so happy, but my mom didn't know the truth, if I almost get killed by the mafia and I don't know what will future bring, they currently keep me and didn't let me go, I can't share my secret to anyone including my mom, and If I do that, I might get killed by the Palermo gangs. “And who are you, handsome man?”

"Is that a threat Mr. Fedele?" "No it's a fact. That's what's wrong with you Mafia men, you think you hold all the power." "What is wrong with a man protecting what belongs to him. He loved you as a brother but you wanted the power. Relationships are give and take. Men are built differently as they are hierarchy." "Don't give me that bullshit. Alessandro and his wife both wanted to own me, but I own myself. They deserved everything they had coming. I took control. They bowed down to me."

"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