Pampered By The Ruthless Underground Boss Novels & Stories

I try to say, but he finishes before I can. "An Italian Mafia? Yes, darling." He smiles, finally looks amused. He finally steps away from me, allowing me to breathe as he looks back at me, his smirk deepening. "You really don't know who I am, do you?" My mouth goes dry. "No..." I whisper. "Then let me be the first to say…" He pauses, his voice low, rich and deadly. "Welcome to the Underground, Lana..."

With my towel around my waist, I headed out of the bathroom, got my phone and dialed the manager's number. “Mr. Armstrong—” “You know my preference, I want her blindfolded” “Yes, sir. Have fun.” A man can only endure so much. The kind of fuck I need right now, I don't think a virgin can handle it—not that I care. “An experienced slut that fits my preference. Make sure she's clean.” “Sir…? Sure, I'll arrange for her to get tested by your doctor.” Good thing he's efficient and works smart. I'll be getting what I need in no time.

the man holding Pamela tossed her to the other masked man. “We were sent by the Mafia,” he took a step forward towards me. “You should understand that no amount of money can save her unless our terms are met.” “What are your terms?” I asked, my hands still up. They scoffed, glancing at themselves then Pamela’s face is slammed into a broken table. “I told you tell me,” I rushed for Pamela but the man pulled out gun, clocking it. “Stay… where you are meant to,” he said. I nodded, glancing at still bleeding Pamela. She was turning pale and fast. “What do you want with her, please? Just tell me,” I said.

Now that he is shirtless, his figure was shown to feed the girls’ hungry eyes. Flower House being a place where dirty transactions took place, many girls transcend into the upper class from it. Some girls have networks of connections after having a one night stand with customers. No girl wants to continue living this lifestyle, they all want to rise and be taken care of by someone in the future. They can't work like this till their old age, so they all want to find a strong backer. As the girls took in Peter’s appearance, their eyes lit up like a predator that had found its prey. They quickly gathered around him waiting for a chance to pounce on him. When their boss came and she knew him, im

He glances at a table full of serious-looking men quietly enjoying their lasagna near us. I follow his glance. Then I notice the faded tattoo below his ear. And it all clicks into place. He’s Russian. He’s insanely wealthy. He’s all sorts of crazy-possessive and overprotective. He’s surrounded by men who look like they enjoy a good gangland murder every bit as much as a good bruschetta. “Shit.” I slump in my own chair. “Holy… shit. You are totally a mob boss.” Pasha has the gall to smirk. That’s all the answer I need.

The man was rumoured to break women’s bones for fun, kept teenage girls locked in underground rooms for his pleasure, cut off fingers when someone displeased him, and fed traitors to his vicious dogs… alive. Even other mafia bosses feared him because of how ruthless and cruel he could be. That monster wanted me? “Get ready, Amelia,” he whispered. “Your new owner is waiting.” No! No! No!

He said as he poured himself a glass of wine, gesturing to the chair adjacent to him, “Sit.” Her eyes darted towards the chair and back, “No thanks.” He frowned, “If I say sit, you sit. Miss Olivia, please sit.” Something about his deep voice sent chills down her spine, she was a hardheaded woman with a lot of pride but she knew danger when it crossed her path. Underneath the pretty eyes of the handsome man seated in front of her, was a cold blooded mafia boss and killer who ruled the underground of the city. “Good girl,” he cooed, she didn’t like that, “What can I do for you today beautiful?”

But Damon just smiled, his eyes glinting with ruthlessness. "I'm afraid it's not negotiable, Mr. Kendrick," he said. "Either you agree to my terms, or we walk away." Kendrick's face paled, but he nodded, his voice barely above a whisper. "Okay, deal." Damon smiled, feeling a rush of triumph. He stood up, his eyes never leaving Kendrick's face. "Welcome to the team, Mr. Kendrick," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "I'm sure we'll have a very... profitable relationship."

I was covered in blood so we throw the weapons in the bag and hid them in the car before going to Enzo's mansion Once we got there Alex called Ben and told him to keep the boys in their room. Once we got the message saying they were asleep I walked in and everyone moved away from me "Who are these people?" I asked looking at the people I don't know "I'm Reuben Petrov and this is my brothers Ivan and Sergei," "Russian Mafia. What do you want?" I asked "Luna Arora Darwin Williams hand in marriage," Sergei said "My brother is kidding. We know Luna is your girl. We're here for an alliance," Reuben said

Conrad's POV Atasha refuses to be part of inexorable vis before but now I can see her eagerness to learn how the organization works and that scares me because the more she knows the more her life will be put in danger. I let out a deep breath as I watched Atasha get ready for an auction this is not a simple auction because instead of bidding for expensive things, the Mafia bid for women. "Do I look okay?" Atasha asked while looking at herself in the mirror.