My Possessive Mafia Novels & Stories

I was no longer just his possession. I was becoming his obsession. And in the dangerous world of the mafia, obsessions like this… never ended quietly.

"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

Svetlana Yulia Kozlovsky The specters of my ruin looked less than concerned if even this wreck was going to end in a heart arrest. The Giannini's was your typical shark in grey waters. Territorial, power-hungry, and predators of sharp teeth with a jaw to regenerate a new set every fortnight. To them, Mafia was their family gridiron with acquaintances and consociate on every nook and cranny. They come up strong with cohesive reciprocities pulling them at leverage.

he ask while we walk out of his house. I look at him like he's stupid "I'm not apart of the mafia I am the mafia," I say. He raises an eyebrow at me. "okay, maybe I'm not the mafia but I am a mafia queen I was born into the mafia so I'm mafia by blood," I tell him. he nods his head in understanding. "but seriously I am the mafia technically because Luca is the King of all mafia and he is the mafia so technically I am the mafia," I say trying to convince Blake but it didn't seem to work cause all he did was bust out and laugh. I pout a little and go over to Luca and I's car. "

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.

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.

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?”

"Nothing more, nothing less. I still don't and will never see myself as your possession or anything like that. I belong to me." At that, he frowned, much like a few days ago when I said something I shouldn't have. This time though, I have no idea which part of what I said could potentially anger a Mafia boss. Maybe I tarnished pride? I mean, he did go through a whole heap of 'bargaining' just to get me here and now, I'm declining being his despite the fact that that is exactly what we agreed on. Anyhow, that's his problem. He should've brought one of those chicks on sale at the club if he wanted an obedient dog. I'm definitely not it.

It is not like I want her to be with a dangerous guy, Zach and his clan might be dangerous but it would only be to their enemies and that is Greg. The car slowly pulled to a halt and we arrived at a parked avenue that had several privileged people walking in. “Where are we?” I ask lowly as one of his men stepped down from the car to open the doors for us. Zach put on his dark glasses before he replied me, “Welcome to the Mafia baby.” Zach Westley POV

But for some weird reasons my senses were high against someone who is supposed to be my favourite human and I still refused to give him the papers. "Those are the original property papers and her father's will that states that everything he owns would be given to his daughter and only child, who is Isabella. Everything he owned includes the mafia which you are working for and hoping to rule" Andrei tells Andro. People own the mafia? Ithought they just ruled it or something. I look at Andro, watching his face as his reaction changes, I was hoping he would stay by my side and stand by me or something, I really hope he does.