Possessive Mafia Romance Novels & Stories

he continued as he leaned into my touch. My hand stopped combing through his hair as I tensed. “And the one in my father’s Mafia is Omega6.” He sighed, “Yes.” “Who?” I queried. My hand clenched into a fist. I’m not sure why it seems like a betrayal. Mafia is a family, and you do not betray family. “I’m afraid I can’t tell you that, kitten. I am sorry,” he said. I could feel his grasp tightening on my hip, as if he was afraid I’d leave.

Now, Thomas is back to set things right. But things are a bit different now. He has his eyes on River, the silver haired girl he had saved few weeks ago. On his way to settle the scores with Hayden. The one Hayden seemed to be so possessive about. He was now curious about her. What could she have done to captivate Hayden's interest? Though there was one thing only dear ones were aware of. Both of the mafia bosses are close friends. Though their friendship has been strained over time. "I come in peace." Thomas said, lifting his hand in surrender with a small smile on his lips. Hayden narrowed his eyes at him, as though scanning him for any lies. But apparently he found none.

"Just like that… just like that Raven… Ah, La Mia Morte… non ne ho mai abbastanza di te….Fuck!" He groaned his release, holding my hands around him as he throbbed and pulsed hard. I moaned at how hot he felt and felt myself craving for another time with him. There were no two ways to it, I was either possessed or had gone completely mad. When Frederick had assigned me to 'seduce' the mafia lord, he hadn't considered the possibility that I could be snared in myself. I hadn't considered that possibility either. Yet seeing Luciano collapse beside me on the couch, wrapping his hands around me and breathing heavily, I knew I was in danger.

The man who never asked anyone for forgiveness is now asking her to forgive him. Bella on the other hand couldn't explain the relief she felt when she heard that the Deluca’s are not responsible for her mother's death. People might think that she is foolish for trusting a mafia man. Not just a man who works for the mafia, but a man rule the underworld. Looking back at their interactions, she is amazed that how he never scared her. She now knows that everyone is shit scared of the Deluca’s. But that same man taught her how to drive, cooked for her, saved her, and cared for her. No wonder she fell for him hard.

“I-“ Chiara, was cut off abruptly when Dante crashed his lips on hers. It was nothing passionate or gentle but his action was more possessive enough to send a shiver running through Chiara’s spine. He ran his tongue over her lips gently, as if asking for entry but Chiara only tightened her closed lips more. He pulled away, his eyes darkening as he glared at her. “You will not reject me, understand?” He asked, his voice possessive and almost aggressive.

"You’ve helped me in more ways than I can count since you entered my life. In such a short period of time, you filled a void in my heart and made me so happy. I was scared after you told me about the mafia, but I knew deep down that you wouldn't hurt me. Yes, we've been through hell and it's not over, but I believe we can get through it together as long as I have you by my side. I promise to always love you, to be faithful to you, to be there for you when you need me, and to hurt anyone who tries to take you away from me. I never want to be without your touch, kisses, laugh, smile, scent, or just you in general. Nobody will ever be able to replace you, Alessandro. My mafia king, you're mine.

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.

If I let her keep up with it, soon they will begin to think she's my weakness and try to use her to get to me. "Suit yourself." She says in an angry tone and walks out. I know I'm upsetting her. I hate to treat her this way, but I don't have much of a choice. Myself and Marley go way back. We have history. I took her under my wing when she was just 12. I was 16. I remember that night like it was yesterday. I shake my head, forcing myself not to go down memory lane. I still feel rage when I think about it. From then on till now, I've been an older brother and friend to Marley. But things have changed. I've grown to become the most powerful drug Lord in Mexico. Dinero Ricci Roderigo, first of

"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.

POV: ANASTASIA VOLKOV Killian Blackwood's words drove directly into my chest like a rusted silver dagger, provoking a sharp pain that tried to make me step back. However, I did not yield a single millimeter. I was not a weak female from the southern packs who bowed before the roar of a mafia Alpha. I had heard the stories about the Hybrid, the fearsome Alpha and mafia CEO who ruled the north with an iron hand and a coldness that terrified the Alphas of neighboring packs.