Owned By The Mafia Boss Novels & Stories

And I saw the figure of a very handsome man, he looks older than my age but doesn't seem too far from our age gap. He's really handsome and very masculine, a mix of the Italian and Greek faces that my boss had previously told me about. He has extraordinary charisma and is handsome, but he also has an aura of terrifying cruelty. The handsome man also looks very angry at me, he holds my face tightly and makes me very scared. "I'm Riccardo Palermo! I'm the leader of the Palermo mafia and no one is allowed to enter our area! Or you will end up dying after this, for having dared to enter my territory!"

"What is wrong with you all? How could you be so foolish? How are you all able to let your jealousy consume you? Do you not realize that if she reports this to Ace, we are all in big trouble? You should pray she does not inform him over the phone or upon his return. As the girls complained, she overheard Sarah berating them. Rome, Italy Ace Luna. "So what made you think we should be partners, huh?" Speaking with his distinctively thick accent, the Italian mafia boss. "I know you're the most powerful Mafia in Italy, dealing in drugs, especially marijuana, cocaine, and guns... Carl is starting to pose a threat to me, so I need a lot of weapons to kill him and I also need some drugs I can keep

"He is the Mafia boss in this State. Dulce felt uncomfortable as her heart beats wildly. She couldn't afford to lose her son in law of her even if his just as useless, what would she do if Angela found this out later? Meanwhile Riks pointed his hand trembling on Jate. "Boss he's the one who beat our fighters." "What?" He replied in dismay. "There are seven of you! Yet you Couldn't even lay or touched him? You useless fools!" He shouted angrily. "How dare you act like you own this place? Do you know who am I?"

he whispered and pulled her up from the ground. He led her back to the room and sat her down on the bed. "I know you don't remember me so let me introduce myself. I'm Alexander Miguel soon to be the boss of the Black mafia and you are my one way ticket through that door. I'll give you one minute to completely hand yourself over to me or I'm going to start killing everyone you love, no more beating around the corner," he whispered with a serious face. Siana looked into his face trying to crack the joke behind his words but she found nothing. He was being serious. The room was quite as his vicious eyes tore through her.

“He was at one of my clubs, drunk might I add, before saw me. He claimed that ‘Ezra D’Caprio’, in his eyes, ME, ruined everything for him alongside his wife. He started public shooting, and almost killed three girls at the club. Thankfully, the cops weren’t around the scene when we got out, and people were yet to arrive in full numbers. But I had to close down for a while. Now, I came here because if men are going to end up coming to Moscow to ruin my business, then I am going to have to deal with you.” “You’re part of the mafia, aren’t you?” “Isolated or not, it runs in our blood. I am Pakhan, or in other words, Boss bossov.” Boss of Bosses. “Or what you call a Capo dei Capi.” “Separated or

That was the most foolish thing she would have done. "Nathan, what are you doing? Who said that I want to go overseas with you?" "I am just trying to keep you safe so that my brother does not harm you. Do you know what mafia bosses do to people who betray them and take them for granted?" "Who is a mafia boss?" "They deal with all kinds of dark business and drugs. Once they catch a traitor, they kill them and then they sell their organs to the black market. Believe it or not, my brother is the president of all mafia bosses in the entire city."

he asked as he examined me. “No, I'm okay, thank you,” I replied politely. I didn’t want to give up on him because I didn’t know what he had in store for me. He nodded and beckoned for one of his men to come. I stared at his suit. It was screaming affluence. It was then that I remembered what the internet said when I decided to look him up. "BRYCE GILBERT BILLIONAIRE. OWNER OF THE BIGGEST CONGLOMERATE IN THE COUNTRY, ROURMED TO BE THE LEADER OF THE POWERFUL GILBERT MAFIA GANG"

"There are two options; either he auctions you off, or he uses you as a sex worker. Either way, a man is going to pay to fuck you." My breathing accelerated. Pay to— what was wrong with the men in the mafia! They wanted to take advantage of me. How did they even know I was a virgin? "You guys are sick." I spat out. "You were born into this family. You know how things work, so stop whining about it." "It doesn't have to be this way," I begged, but he merely shrugged. "I'm sorry, but it's not my decision to make. By the way, the boss is asking for you. It's time for him to decide your fate."

I turned my attention again to him as he started in a very dominated deep voice. ' I am a Devil. The owner of this mansion and all the men and women working here Works for me... You know what mafia is?' I shook my head in no. I don't know what is this mafia. He sighs and continued. ' Well, the mafia is a big organization which does some... I mean all illegal works. We are all bad peoples, really bad. And I am their boss. That's enough for your little pretty head'

Gabe intervened, "here, Amara. We have no idea what it means or who wrote it." I studied the note. The handwriting looked oddly familiar, but I couldn't put my finger on it. I translated the letter for Adrian, Gabe, and Lucian. "I never was a fan of the mafia. I always preferred working alone. But, I guess things change. Especially when you're after something priceless. Something that's always belonged to you. Lucian Moretti, you seem to be getting in the way of my plans, and I've had enough. These guns will help my team immensely. Getting my sweet najima back to me will only be a matter of time."