Possession Of The Mafia Boss นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"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?"

As I made her down the remaining water, she was fully aware and now looking at me with mixed emotions. "There are so many things that's transpired in my life, Jade." I began. "I wonder if you'd be able to take it!" I put the glass by her foot on the floor and hesitantly took her hands. It was a wonder that she wasn't jerking me away already. I was glad because I needed this. I've needed her, skin to skin, beside me back then when I performed the deed in the last forty eight hours. "I am a gangster now, Jade. I joined a mafia alliance consisting of four different mafia bosses." I opened the chest of all details in front of her and let her take a peek through everything I've accumulated over t

“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

“You’ll pay for this. Don’t forget that the very same people you are running from already know you were involved in this. Your men are scattered around somewhere, rotting,” Though it troubles the Mafia man that Sandy was indeed right, he doesn’t let it show. “I can always get myself out of this. I’m not the enemy here. but,” he stood up, pocketing his hands as he sized up the delusional man in front of him. “What are you going to do?” “I’ll finish what I started,” Sandy said throwing the iPad at the boss. It missed him by an inch, shattering somewhere behind him. “With or without your help,” the Mafia man could only look at him in pity.

He asked angrily. He was still enjoying his bachelor life and he doesn't want to have commitment nor responsibilities to women. They are all pain in the ass, he'll rather fuck them and leave right after. "What are you fussing about when you know you'll eventually get married? You're not just a normal man Damon, you are the future Capo di tutti capi!" the old man answered, referring to his position in their organization. He was a mafia boss. The future leader of Thanatuo Organosi, a Greek mafia that originated in Greece but is now dominating in Albania and South America. He was also the mysterious owner of Infinity Winery that runs here in the Philippines.

"Yes, it's quite a complicated story. I asked for Dante's help to escape from him, believing Dante would grant me freedom, but now he seems reluctant." "Oh dear." I turned to her, puzzled. "What do you mean?" "Dante will never release you. You're precisely what the Conti mafia requires to seize control of Atlanta. Everything is clear now," she explained. And then it dawned on me that I was in deep shit.

But he didn’t blink. “This isn’t a fucking joke, Adrien.” “I know. You’re a scary mafia boss. Big bad Luca Moretti. I’ve seen the way you operate. Cold, ruthless, probably never hugged as a child.” He smiled—bright and sharp, all teeth. “So let me in. Give me something to do.” “I should lock you back in your room for mouthing off,” I growled. “You should,” he said. “But you won’t.” I hated him a little more for being right.

“There will be consequences. You are also not allowed to leave the house without the company of any of my bodyguards.” His wirds hung in the air and I swallowed nervously as I realized that I truly had no freedom. I knew he was going to do exactly as he had said, he was a mafia boss- one who does exactly what we promised according to the stories I had heard of him. Walking closer to me, a smirk curled at his lips and he looked at me darkly. “I own you now, Maya,” he whispered. “I own you both physically and sexually.” He raised his fingers and grazed them gently against my thighs, sending shivers round my body. He laughs seeing the way my body reacted and I hated and felt disgusted with myse

Everyone knows only a man can run a mafia. Perhaps she was put in charge because her father had no sons. But that was quite irresponsible on his part. Still, I would have thought he would have passed it down to a man. Regardless if he was blood or not. I am Ace Hernandez, the boss of the American mafia. At seventeen I was handed the mafia to control and to make it the most dominant in the world. Now at twenty five, I live a lifestyle which involved drinking, drugs and women. My mafia duties were not neglected. I was known to be ruthless and unforgiving. Step in my way and tha is the last thing you would ever do.

He let them believe I was his in every way. I should have been furious. Instead, I was breathless. “You’re enjoying this,” I whispered, barely moving my lips as we passed a group of high-ranking Mafia bosses. “I enjoy seeing you like this,” he admitted, voice low. “You belong here.” I turned to him, something sharp in my chest. “I don’t belong to you.” For once, he didn’t argue. But he also didn’t let go of me. The night blurred into a series of conversations, tense negotiations, and silent power plays. I watched as Alessandro moved through the crowd like a king among wolves. Every word he spoke carried weight. Every glance he gave sent a message.