Novel Mafia Dan Muslimah Novels & Stories

"Okay...but isn't this a bad idea? You're married to a Bratva heir, Donatella. I don't think that's a good idea." Donatella's face darkened, her voice taking on a sarcastic tone. "Is it because of the same man who cheated on me with his mistress?" Natalia's voice was measured. "Life in the mafia isn't always red and blue roses, Donatella. It's a different world. Men do what they want, but women are expected to keep themselves only for their husbands. I don't like it either, but it's been going on for centuries. I'm just worried about you. What if Mikhail finds out? He'll...burst."

My spitfire has a way of softening even the hardest Mafia men. As we pull up, I spot Ivan’s place in clear view. Soon, Bambina, you’ll be in my arms—and if I have my way, you’ll be tied to the bed for your own safety... and mine. Monty greets us at the door, playing the part for Ivan’s men watching from across the way. We head inside like it’s just another deal. What they don’t see is GreenLee’s brother slipping in through the back with his Metro team. This is a full-blown Police/Mafia collaboration. They’ll arrest who they can—if they’re not taken out first. But Ivan? That bastard is mine. Everyone knows to look the other way when it comes to him.

You won't live to see the day when you are acknowledged publicly. "After your death, the position of the mafia boss's wife will be mine." She paused, as if she were reminiscing about something. In a sweet tone, she asked, "Do you know what my favorite thing is? "It's to see that look on your face when you're misunderstood. You cry, explain, and plead with them to believe you. But you don't know that I'm the only one they trust." She straightened her back and looked down at me. "Mom, Dad, Zachary, and everyone in the Gardner family… I will be the only one they remember. Your existence is just a joke."

"Yeah. I promised to show up today, remember?" The mayor nodded, "I understand Luca is unrelenting in finding this woman who I'm still trying to gather information about. She is not existing, there's nothing about her in the global database. I'm curious to know who she is and her connection with the underboss" Daniel replied to him, "I believe she is connected to the mafia, the lady took me down easily the last time and does not even fear a gun to her face. She is not a regular woman and I think she is not with Luca. He had to drug her the other time. I think the two are in conflict. I can keep an eye on him if you want "

As Sherly sifted through the stack of documents on her desk, her brows furrowed in concentration. Two days had passed since the ball, yet the memory of the mysterious figure who had glared at George lingered in her mind like a haunting specter. She couldn't help but think of that man since she felt that he wasn't simple at all. He is part of the Vile Mafia; she knows it. However, for some reason, according to the information she had, she was part of the Rui Lin Mafia before.

He faced me by turning his chair around. The cruel enemy's name is Emir Alffiaco. He was a horrible man. When I say terrible, I mean awful. I'm talking about the kind of evil that involves prostitution rings and the exploitation of young women. To make my life a living misery, he is exploiting even the mafia. I will not stop seeking justice to ensure that he rots away in the deepest part of hell.

Marie tried hard not to scream while standing her ground in order to pass across how she really felt to the brothers. “And I don’t think it’s my fault either “ Drey responded with a blank look on his face, disregarding the wave of emotions that were flying in the air. Marie had almost forgotten that Drey was a fierce Mafia Lord that kills and torture people without emotions, so why was she expecting as much as sympathy from him. She looked straight in Drey's eyes, but she couldn’t even read what it was saying. “You always try to fuck everything up with everyone around you, and you’re doing it again.” Nathan hit his shoulders lightly

“Y-Yes, Madame. I will try my best to be a good servant. I will follow everything that you say.” “Really?” “Y-Yes.” Mr. and Mrs. Denmarks exchanged glances before Madame Hannah gazed at me again, “So, for sure you know about Mia’s upcoming wedding.” “Y-Yes, I know…” “Are you also aware that her fiancé is a mafia boss?” I nodded my head. “Yes, madame…” “What are your expectations about a mafia boss?” “U-Uh… Based on what Ella used to tell me, a mafia boss tends to do bad things. They also kill and hurt people…”

Chapter five Micah’s POV What the fuck kind of mafia N*****x nightmare had I landed in? Was I being tested? Everything that had happened from the warehouse till now felt surreal, like I’d wake up in a cold sweat any second and laugh at how messed up my dreams had gotten. But I wasn’t waking up. And Elio Romano... God. What the hell was that earlier? Why did he storm in like a man possessed, only to stop short like he was fighting himself? There’d been tension in the air, thick enough to choke on.

Was I not doing a good job? Then he demanded, “Open up. Wide.” When I opened my mouth, he slipped his côck inside, going further than before. “Sûck me.” . A. Gupta Have you checked out my other books!!! All are completed. Dark Mafia Romance. Arrange Marriages. Enemies to Lovers. Blackmails. And Anti-heroes with OTT possessiveness and highly morally grey characters. BOOKS: BRIDE TO BE. CAGED- A Dark Billionaire Captive Romance Trapped Forever- A twisted Happily Ever After. Hope you enjoy reading!!