Novel & Cerita Possessive Mafia Romance

“In our suite upstairs. We’ll ruin you for anyone else.” As another climax built under Luca’s skilled mouth, the weight of the contract settled over me. This was no simple marriage. It was possession, power, and a dangerous game of hearts in the shadows of the mafia world. Rivals lurked, family secrets waited to unravel, and my own desires were awakening in ways that terrified and thrilled me.

“You need to think of a way to appease that man before he burns down Oakridge Estates." "I'm already thinking," I said, chewing on my bottom lip. "I need to make up for ignoring him all day." "Well, you better make it good," Vivianne scoffed. "Because half a million dollars plus a hundred missed calls equals one very dangerous, very angry mafia boss.” “Call me tomorrow, if you're still breathing." "Bye, Viv." I hung up the phone and set it on the counter. Vivianne was right. Roman wasn't just annoyed, he was probably pissed right now. His pride was bruised, his authority was challenged, and his wallet was five hundred thousand dollars lighter.

ISABELLA 🌸 “Is everyone in position?” I asked, forcing a practiced smile as I walked into the ballroom. My silver mask covered the upper half of my face, hiding my identity while leaving my lips exposed. Emiliano’s voice responded through the covert earpiece, and I exhaled sharply. “Good. Wait for my signal.” Vescari Estate. I’d heard about it, but I’d never been there… Not until tonight. It was grand. I’d been in almost every mafia estate imaginable, but this one was different. It was sophisticated and exquisite.

And I knew I should be scared because he wasn’t just saying these things, I knew he would carry them out like they were the easiest job in the world but fear when I’m with Enzo has stopped existing. “It actually shows how jealous and possessive you are.” I said amidst laughter, his shoulder pushed up in a shrug, his head tilting to the side as he kissed me again. “You don’t know the half of it, Maeve Hawthorn,” he breathed into my mouth, his glassy eyes looking as though they were searching for something in mine. “I’m a very jealous man, and possessive of whatever belongs to me. I won’t deny that, it’s what makes me… Me.” He finished, and I couldn’t help that my body flinched.

He extended his arm while showing the red mark from her hit. Clara rolled her eyes, "Can you be a little more serious? Something bad is happening, and you're still worried about your reddened arm?" "Come on, the mission is well planned, and I know exactly what to do there. I won't attack Liam and his troops in Canada. In fact, I'm not tasked with attacking ElWagner's headquarters because Rafael has arranged a team from a mafia network led by Mikael Williams." "Who is Mikael Williams?" Clara furrowed her brow upon encountering another unfamiliar name in Lucas's story.

He currently has a semi, but he had been telling the truth about not being turned on by the woman sitting atop his laps because his semi just started to grow when he began acting possessive a few minutes ago. “Fine.” I finally mumbled in response. I was still feeling bitter about the image of that woman and him in my mind, but I trusted him, so I guess I could let it go now. Lorenzo maneuvered me around, hands cupping my face as he drew me into a downright filthy kiss, hands sliding down my body to cup my ass as he plundered my mouth until I was whining into his mouth while clutching on his shoulders. Once he broke the kiss, he was panting as well as he informed me that he need to go introdu

He was so close. "I was hoping you wouldn't talk," he said and walked back to his desk. I felt like I could breathe once he wasn't literally breathing down on me. "I'm offering you another contract." My attention peeked. Vittore leaned back in his chair and I couldn't help but notice how his dark aura dominated the room. There was just something about him that intrigued me. He pushed a stack of papers towards me. "I have fewer, simpler terms. You will be my property for fifteen years. In that time, you must abide by my rules and laws of my mafia. After that, you'll be free," he said.

As he stretched out on the soft couch, he breathed out deeply and sent a cloud of fragrant smoke into the air. Logan Castillejo is a well-known member of the Foedus Corp, which is a well-known mafia group. Taking people's lives is a job that he does with ease and grace. Logan was born into a wealthy and politically influential family, so he grew up with a lot of money and comfort. He quickly and easily gets what he wants. Logan always gets what he wants, no questions asked. The way he lives his life is based on this philosophy. He is an only child, so everything comes to him easily and he lives a very comfortable life.

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

Giovanni followed soon after, his thrusts becoming frantic as he buried himself deep inside me, his groans filling the room. As our breaths slowed, Giovanni collapsed on top of me, his weight comforting, his heart pounding against my chest. This part of Giovanni... it's new to me. Now, I'm conflicted on what we have. Am I just someone to satisfy his carnal urges or Is he genuinely getting soft and gentle? Do mafia fall in love too?