Pampered By The Ruthless Underground Boss Novels & Stories

I hated the smell of cigarettes during my pregnancy and have gotten used to avoiding it. "You don't smoke?" He laughed at me, "So much for the daughter of a Mafia Boss?" My forehead creased and I almost lost my balance but still composed myself. "What Mafia Boss?" My heavy breathing was about to give me away. Did he find out about me? Clancy McCain chuckled again, "Ain't you the daughter of a local mob Boss? No one rises to the pinnacle of the world overnight without involvement in the ways of the underground. The underground controls the system of the surface"

his actions always managed to surprise her. Maybe, he wasn't just a cold mafia boss. Maybe he was human, too. He had a heart beneath all that darkness and as rare as it was, he actually knew how to use it. Mariann's words made a little more sense now... 'He doesn't destroy flowers. He nurtures them.' A small smile tugged at the corners of Larisa's lips as she finally laid down against the plush pillow. "Hey, Julian?" "Hmmm...?" "Is the floor comfortable?"

He had me on his body as a way to remember me. It only made me question everything in my mind. Did he love me? He couldn’t bear to even tell me it back when I told him myself but maybe it was because of the situation. He wasn’t a good man to the normal world where we had good cops and the bad guys kill people and he was one of the bad ones. However, in the underground, he has the characteristics to be so cruel that was a match made for a mafia boss. His reputation exceeds him in being the most ruthless man with piercing red eyes ready to kill. The color of the blood and anger and was had a heart for romance but now stone cold.

SIN POV. "PL...please, have mercy." What an asshole. If he thought his pitiful plea was going to make me spare his pitiful life, he was so fucking wrong. He had already messed up when he tried stealing money from me and passing information to my enemies. I am the fucking boss of the Italian Mafia. Even when people hear my name, it sends a shiver down their spine. They would piss their fucking pants just by the sound of my name. Nikolai Violenta

They will pay the price. I am Don Necolai Rosu Lupei, one of the most feared Mafia Bosses in London. My gang The Romanesco owns this part of the city. I don’t tolerate competition, especially not from scum like these human traffickers. I am going to bathe in their blood. Last night we raided their little organization and freed seven underaged girls and two teenage boys. Those kids were lucky nothing bad had happened to them yet. My men made sure they were returned safely to their families.

Reena asked angrily, her eyes brimming with fire, but Beth’s countenance changed in the next second. “He is Mason Thorne, also known as the Underboss, and he is dangerous, that one, a pure psychopath. And if he claims anybody as his, then it is so, nobody questions him or what he does to them. He could mutilate them as he pleases and no one would say a fucking word, that is until the boss interferes, which is never. He never likes what his brother touches, nor does he ever try to save them.” Beth explained and Reena felt her blood run cold. Psychopath? Mutilate? “What are you saying?” Reena asked softly, but Beth shrugged, a small smirk on her bloody lips. “You my friend, are on your way to

WE’RE JUST PARTNERS? LAURA “Can I have your boots, ma’am?” I jolted at the sound. My mind had been too fucked up by everything going on. Damon was the Don, and he definitely kept to his words. If all of these were true, by tomorrow I’d be debt-free and my mum safe. I’d be completely trapped in this huge house, and I most certainly would have that huge and only cock I’d ever seen inside me. No, in his words, I’d beg to have it inside me.

We all exchanged pleasantries and she gave me a warm hug before Helena continued. “Apparently, he had been reckless with money so he owes some bad people money. I am talking about underground bosses so he is desperate to pay back and agreed to do their bidding. Pierre is the face and name but the actual owners of his half of the deal are the two Mafia bosses, Tito and Lenin.” “What the hell?” I breathed out and bent forward on my seat. Sebastian rubbed my back and when I sat back up, he took my hand and then softly rubbed the back of my hand with his thumb. It was comforting.

I was grateful that in the last six years he had left me alone under the Moon Oracle and that I had never carried his child. A bitter smile touched my lips. Just yesterday I had been ready to sacrifice my life for him, dreaming he would always stand beside me. In the end I had been foolish enough to dream such a thing. “Rudela, let me shift. It will be faster,” my wolf whispered. “Okay.” We reached the shop not long after leaving. The door stood wide open and the backyard light was on. “Boss!” I called as I stepped inside. He lived on the second floor. The moment I neared the stairs, the scent of the Lycan struck me. Dark energy filled the air, demanding submission.

replied Ysabelle to the boss. “Oh, don’t be so harsh, I’m sorry for not introducing myself. I’m Mark Peneso, the boss of this underground casino, I will confront you now because from now on, your mine!” said the boss to her. Ysabelle was shocked what she heard to him. “what? I’m yours? What hell are you talking! Your crazy old man!” replied Ysabelle to him angrily. The boss laughed when Ysabelle face turned into a mad woman. “I like the way your expression, let’s talked about it later why from now own, I owned you, your good father will answer it, right Mr. Morgan? Oh father?” said the boss demonically.