Pampered By The Ruthless Underground Boss Novels & Stories

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?”

They were brought to him, trembling with fear. Damon's eyes narrowed as he looked at them. "You stole from me," he said, his voice cold and deadly. "You'll pay for that." Without another word, Damon's men dragged the thieves away, their screams echoing through the warehouse. Damon watched them go, his expression unyielding. He had a reputation for being ruthless, and he intended to keep it that way. When it was all over, Damon returned to his car, his mind at ease. He had taken care of the problem, and he could now focus on more important things.

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.

The man couldn't even look at Gabe. He breathed out and folded the letter that his employee passed to him. "I'll wire you money to use for your medication. Make sure you heal and come back here healthier," Gabe said. She was surprised. Her eyes were glued at him. Her heart was pounding—she was melting. Have you ever been amazed by someone's kindness? Well, it was her first time to admire someone. Gabe Clyborne—a Mafia boss. He's far from what he knows about him. They said he's cold-hearted. No, he's not. Just right now, Larisa proved it and witnessed it with her own eyes.

Since there was still time to reach home, both of them decided to make themselves comfortable and give their exhausted veins some rest. a/n pov Since time and water are precious. Let me use this precious time in making you all fall in love with the characters by giving their intro to you all. Till now, you all must have got the hint that the so-called “Boss”, is going to be the main lead. If this is so, then you all are thinking right! So, let us start with the main lead. INTRO TIME!!!!! Meet the king of the cold dark aura of the underworld. The so-called “Boss” of nearly every head taking shelter beneath the black and red painted walls of the mafia world.

“Alessandro’s screwed if he doesn’t get that mask back. And it won’t matter that Lorenzo’s his brother—Capo doesn’t give a damn about family ties when it comes to the Syndicate’s business.” My stomach twisted painfully. Alessandro? My mind reeled. The first man let out a bitter chuckle. “Yeah, being Underboss of The Obsidian Syndicate doesn’t mean shit if you fail him. Lorenzo will bury him for this. And that girl? If she’s no use… well, she’s dead weight.” The words hit me like a punch to the chest. Underboss? Capo? The Obsidian Syndicate? My breath came in short, shallow bursts as everything started clicking together in terrifying clarity.