Possessive Mafia Romance Books Pdf Novels & Stories

“Let’s pick up some pizza and head home. You know how your mother gets when she’s hungry.” He laughed. “Not as angry as you, Dad.” The Fifth Republic Series continues with Luca's story in The Emperor. Flip to the end of this book to read the first few chapters of his story and preorder it now. If you're looking for something new to read while you wait for The Emperor, I've got another mafia romance with a golden retriever that falls first and hard for the woman he's forbidden to touch. Read It Kills Me now! For those who are looking for a dark romance about a very morally grey alpha with black cat vibes where the MMC makes the FMC earn her freedom, read Buttons and Lace now.

Marco stopped walking and I bumped into him. "His name is Dante and he owns Victor. He owns this house. He owns half the city." Marco's voice was barely a breath. "Victor thinks he's the wolf. But Victor is just the dog. Dante is the one who holds the leash." "What does he want with me?" Marco didn't answer right away. He started walking again. I followed again.

He walked towards me on the bed, his thick footsteps hitting the floor. As soon as I felt his presence near me, I jerked up and wanted to attack him with a pen I found on the bed. He was quick to grab my hand and held it tight. Our eyes met, he was… Dominick Castillo, the same Mafia lord I was sent to steal drugs from last month.

Here are a few things to put you at ease (mainly confusions and insights). Moreover, the beginning chapters are longer to keep you hooked and to let you decide easily. • Insights: 1) This is a mafia, billionaire romance. But definitely the author is not playing with cliche of abducting and falling in love with the kidnapper. 2) There is no Stockholm syndrome or rape at all, personally I don't like writing it. The female protagonist won't be forced to do anything.

As Halloway always said “In order to be a good agent, you’ve got to be able to think like a crook and anyone that knew the Mafia families well enough also knew that they had to commit a crime to cover up an organized crime which most times would lead to a slip up. Although it was going to be really hard, Charlie knew that she just had to be a little patient because when that slip happened, she would be waiting to get it and hopefully unravel the deep dirty secrets of the mafia. Then New York would be a safer place and these dark times would be over. She looked up from the pile of paperwork on her desk which she was trying to get through ,yawning because she was beginning to feel a little sle

Then twenty minutes ago I arrived at the club, so here I am, looking at all the pictures he's showing me. “Are these all you have? I want something more plush and conducive. Secure even.” I want Dawn to live a better life now that I’ve claimed her as mine. Whoever that’s mine should be treated as a queen. That’s how most bratva member and Italian mafia’s treat their woman.

The other day of marriage I was compelled to come here, a completely deserted island, he owns. He is not Nico, I used to love, he is Nicolas Costello, the world fears, the Capo of Italian mafia. I feel myself as a caged bird, who ought to fly heights but now is captured by bird of prey. unknowningly a lone tear escaped my eyes. I never wanted this, I wanted love, my whole life, I craved for love, just to get, ignorance, betrayal, cheating. My dad, Paul and now him. The person I truly love is behind my blood.

She entered it, though reading was not her favorite hobby—sometimes, she liked immersing herself in it. When she retired to her room, it was already afternoon. Her mind danced with thoughts until she remembered that she was now married, yet she didn’t know how to treat her husband—especially since, according to Vicky, she was married to a member of the mafia. From now on, her life would no longer be okay or peaceful. She sighed. “Now I must not only care about my identity at night, but I must also care about it during the day.”

her words tumbled over each other and she turned beet red after the chaotic performance. I bit back a smile. “I’m a Mafia lord” I admitted proudly. She gulped audibly as her pupils dilated. “I-it’s like organized crime, right?” she put it together. I nodded subtly. “D-do you k-kill people?” her question was barely above a whisper. A chuckle broke free from my lips. “Baby, that’s the best part of it” I confessed as laughter bubbled up my throat. Kayla was quick to look away, her breathing heavy with fear.