My Possessive Mafia Novels & Stories

And then he froze on one of the name. "Dimitri Novikov," he said slowly. "I know that name." My gaze snapped to him. "You do?" He nodded. "Yeah, he is part of the Russian Mafia, he used to run weapons and drugs in the north. I know his son, his name is Pyotr. The guy is a ruthless bastard, we crossed paths in Milan four years ago, when I was away for business. All I can tell you is he doesn't like Italians much. But he hates the Bianchis even more."

Kai looked at him coldly. "Pakhan, we have recovered the money he stole from us" Nikolas, Kai's second hand man and the person who is close like a friend spoke up. There is an edge of stifness in Nikolas's tone. The edge that came with fear and respect for his Pakhan. The same edge can be heard in everyone's voice when spoken in presence of Kai. That's because Kai proved to be dangerous when triffled with, and earned the name 'DEVIL' with his deeds. He rules the mafia world under this fear.

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?”

My gaze locked onto his glowing eyes, and I felt it—a sudden, invisible heat that wrapped around both of our wrists, binding us. I gasped, staring at the faint marks forming on my skin. A bond. The Moon Goddess really has given me another chance—another path just as I begged for but why with a Mafia? Before I could fully process what was happening, his strong arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me flush against his chest. His thumb traced my lips again, slower this time, before he leaned in and captured my mouth in a searing, possessive kiss. I stiffened, my mind screaming at me to resist, but my body betrayed me, melting into his touch.

Chapter 52 || VINCENZO's POV || " And.. what's your name girl?" I asked with a hard gaze on her. The world couldn't be so small right? It was no secret to me that my mother married into the Russian Mafia, the De Santis family, one of our eternal rivals. We didn't fight hand in hand but we always had the cold war. They didn't interfere in our business and neither did I. The girl whispered, looking down at her feet,

ok says Ibrahim, both sleep and after some days Ibrahim gets well perfectly, right now Ibrahim was making love to mehak, just then Ibrahim phone ranged up, he doesn't want to receive it but seen caller name he says Jaan this is important he received it and says hello, hello me Ibrahim I am your Dr I got your money to thank you, Ibrahim sir if you want some more help just call me, Ibrahim says ok and cuts the call, on the other hand, Dr wife says Ibrahim khan gave you this much money why? dr says because he loves his wife very much he can do anything for her you see mafia possessive love, Ibrahim made love to mehak and says this mafia man can do anything for his mehak, only you can make me on

" that can't be so simple at it looks., we have a mole in our organization, a very nasty one" " We have the most trusted men Capo, we can't doubt anyone " " NEVER EVER TRUST ANYONE, not even your shadow"I stated, a fact. "Why are you mumbling that bastard's line??? " " because that is true!!! " end of the discussion. Our business is on the verge of take command to rule the world. I can't simply ruin it. One mistake and everything is finished. Mafia is not a child's play. Luca was trying to interpret what I said as his phone I'd rang.

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

"Yes, it's quite a complicated story. I asked for Dante's help to escape from him, believing Dante would grant me freedom, but now he seems reluctant." "Oh dear." I turned to her, puzzled. "What do you mean?" "Dante will never release you. You're precisely what the Conti mafia requires to seize control of Atlanta. Everything is clear now," she explained. And then it dawned on me that I was in deep shit.