Novel & Cerita Possessive Mafia Romance

he murmured in a low voice which only I heard. “I love you too, baby.” I smile cutely. Now looking at my happy, warm family, who would say I was a kidnapped bride of my mafia husband, who chained me with his possessive love? ✍ ****END***** ✍

she frowned, getting into position to finally run her fingers through his hair. "Because I'm rough. Didn't I tell you I was trying? Well, my effort is over." She laughed and went to capture his lips, adoring the unique shape of his mouth between her plump, red lips. "Would you get used to a life protected by my mafia?" he asked within the kiss, not moving his mouth away and looking at her seriously in the eyes. "And you to your effort?" she replied, looking into those deep almond-shaped eyes that enchanted her so much.

I gave a small shake of my head and turned back to Mattis. “You make me sick,” I said. “You had options. But instead, you gambled with your daughter’s suffering.” He tried to crawl forward. “Please... I beg you.” “Save it.” I flicked my cigarette to the side, sparks dying on the rooftop’s edge. “I hope you burn, Mattis. I mean that. And know this. I’m coming for everything. Every brick, every rug, every glass you bought with the money you stole from the Mancinis. You thought you’d get away with it because you wore the mask of a desperate father. You forgot who I am.”

He’s the man who’s made me cry countless times, but he’s also the one who makes me laugh wholeheartedly—who brings boundless joy to my soul. He’s the man who once shattered my heart, yet he’s also the one who pieced it back together. And now, as he holds me tightly, caressing, kissing, and loving me in a way no one else ever could, all I can think is… This man—the only one who loves me possessively and obsessively to the point of madness. He is the one and only Demetrius Sylvestre Jr., the ruthless Mafia Boss feared by many. Yet to me, he’s simply the man who loves me more than anything in this world.

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.”

His sharp grey eyes scanned through the crowd of suited men and elegant women as they began to whisper. Alex's marriage with Vanessa was not just a mere vow. It was a calculated move for Alex to gain dominion over the USA and Mexico, a step to be the most fearful mafia king and a step towards avenging his father’s assassination. But as the clock ticked, Alex's fingers tightened around the silver lighter in his pocket, and his jaw clenched with anger as he stood waiting for the arrival of his bride, Vanessa. One of his bodyguards walked up to him, and Alex quickly asked in a low and dangerous tone, “Why isn't Vanessa here yet?”

I muttered, standing so fast my sarong fluttered around my legs. He chuckled, low and familiar. “That’s a hell of a greeting for the man who once had you sneaking out just to see him.” I stiffened, my pulse spiking. God, he looked even sharper now, sun-kissed skin, tattoos I didn’t remember inked along his arm, a tailored shirt open just enough to tease. Mafia royalty. “What the hell are you doing here?” I demanded. He spread his arms, shameless. “Same thing as you, darling. Swimming with the sharks. You didn’t think I’d always be on the outside looking in, did you?”

Lies, obsession, and forbidden love blur the lines between loyalty and betrayal, leaving them tangled in a web where survival demands the ultimate sacrifice. This is a twisted, dark MMF mafia romance where love is savage, hate burns deep, and survival comes at a deadly cost. TROPES: MAFIA Amnesia Enemies to Lover MM/MFM Revenge Forced Marriage ______ CAGED- A DARK BILLIONAIRE CAPTÎVE ROMANCE SYNOPSIS ERICA Kidnapped. Sold. Caged. I should’ve known. But with the monster I was familiar with locked in a mental asylum I stopped looking over my shoulder. And that’s when the real monster in a Armani suit, with beautiful face and a dark accent decided to haunt my dreams and every waking moment.

"You are mine rose, you belong to me... Only me... And now even if you want to leave me I won't let that happen, I will keep you with me with or without your consent, angel... Trust me, you are that special to me..." He finished with his evil smirk while caressing her cheek, instead of feeling relaxed by his touch, her body shivered but this time not in pleasure it was fear. Her heart beat increased when she looked at his eyes which was full of possessiveness and the words 'with or without consent' was not helping either, she was confused that should she be happy that the man she likes is crazy about her or should she be scared about his obsessive behaviour. Even if Damian was gentle but he

“But I love you.” Heidi stares into my eyes until she drops the only question I wasn’t ready to hear. “Is that enough, though?” Her eyes fall to my hand on her hip, and she notices my knuckles split, dried blood covering each one of them. She swallows hard and looks up at me again, her expression more serious this time. “How am I supposed to accept that this is what being part of the mafia means? Do you truly expect me to be okay with seeing you get hurt all the time, risking your life because of what…?”