روايات وقصص ضمن My Protective Mafia Lover

“Why not? You two clearly have feelings for each other. Once Harry and Marina are out of the way, it’ll be smooth sailing, won’t it?” “No,” I muttered, shaking my head. “It won’t be. At the end of the day, he’s still a mobster and there’s no telling whether he’ll ever fully escape the mafia. I can’t fall in love with a guy like that.” “But, my dear, you already have.” My face burned with embarrassment and frustration at Ema’s words. Without another word, I turned on my heel and made for the door. It was time for the party, not for speculating.

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

Even if you are not wed to her. Damon calmly murmured, "She's mine," and his voice and gaze chilled the back of my neck. He looked at Matteo, who shook his head. “For the next three years, you’ll be in New York and she will be here. You can’t always keep an eye on her, or do you intend to threaten every man in the Outfit. You can’t cut off all of their dicks. Maybe Scuderi knows of a few Eunuchs who can keep watch over her.” “I’ll do what I have to,” Damon said, swirling the drink in his glass. “Cesare, find the two idiots who are supposed to guard Freya.” The way my name rolled off his tongue made me shiver. I didn’t even know I had two guards now. Umberto had always protected me and my s

I question as I slip the pulse ox off her finger. “I’m here to speak with you Miss. Violetta. I come in peace and with a message from Misha Romanov.” Helen informs me. My blood runs cold for a moment at her words before as I let them settle over me. Misha Romanov is the head of the Russian mafia. I think they call themselves Bratva. I don’t know all the various terms tossed about as most in the underworld say mafia or mob and don’t do the specific names. “Oh, is that so?” I raise an eyebrow at her.

Thank you to everyone who has read it. I'm glad so many of you have enjoyed the story. Book two in the Mafia series begins after this point. Sick For Them It is a dark mafia romance. It is not the typical BXG and is MMMF romance. This story is one in which she is kidnapped, and the mafia saves her, and falls in love with her.

"I know I haven't been perfect, Evelina, but I promise to spend every day earning your trust and love.” “Oh goddess, if only Mel were awake to hear this!” Mama blew her nose loudly into the tissue. “Evelina, this man is perfect! Better than I ever could have imagined for you. I’m so happy you found each other and have fallen in love.” “He really is perfect,” Aunt Janet agreed, nodding her head. “He also gets extra points for never wanting to reject his mate. Mel would agree if she were awake.” “He’s a mafia boss! A criminal!” Dad blustered. “He kills people!”

But crazy was a complete understatement of how he felt about her leaving. He smiled bitterly. It shall be known that this was the exact moment Leonardo Marcello became a psychopath. ****************************** Amelia rushed to envelope her in a hug. “Arya we missed you, welcome home”, she said with a motherly smile. If only they knew the bomb she was about to drop. She couldn’t sleep all night and this morning, she scrubbed her body till she turned pink. That’s why she’s currently wearing a hoodie and jogger. She was sick of the mafia dictating her life but she was more sick of her husband’s lies. Nothing could beat that on her list.

“You can’t swear that!” “I can,” I said, voice steady. “I’m not in the mafia. I’m an agent for them. I use their network to protect my businesses. They help me safeguard my things, stop robberies, keep rivals out. In return, I move product for them. That’s all.” She stared, breathing hard. “You’re telling me the mafia keeps you safe?” “They keep my empire safe,” I said. “And now, that includes you and Liam. They won’t touch him. They know better.”

He said. "You want me to cheat on Lorenzo with you?" I growled as bile rushed to my throat. "He would do the same thing if he were in your shoes. I'm sure he has another slut in his bed as we speak. Besides, everyone cheats once in a while. This is the mafia world after all. Are you afraid of what he'll do when he finds out? Don't worry; we'll be careful so he doesn't, but if he does, I promise I'll protect you from him. I'll kill him if you want me." He growled as he brought his lips to my neck, and I gasped when he kissed my skin.

“When did this happen? Why didn’t you tell me? Who the hell is this man and what does he even do?” Before I could answer, Cassian cut in again. “It doesn’t matter what I do. What matters is that your niece is in love with me and we’re happy.” He slipped his arm around my waist possessively. Uncle Pete’s eyes narrowed. He yanked me away from Cassian and stood slightly in front of me. “You left a well-mannered, successful young man for this—this—this person?” Cassian’s jaw flexed. “This person,” he said slowly, “is a very successful mafia boss who kills just the way he breathes and who offers her protection.”