Romans & histoires Pregnant By The Mafia King

She was still busy in her thoughts where as King came more closer to her, he then bent towards her and placed his hands under her skirt in front of everyyone. " Ah... " she bit her lips for moaning too loudly while he said " Let me teach you well how to become pregnant for a Mafia King, my dear partners do you all wanna witnessed this scene, huh? " he yelled and then put off her panties and throw it on the ground and pressed her on the table. Everyone was shocked and ashamed. But, No one dare to look towards them, out of everyone Peter was the one who was shocked to the point of frozen, and tears came out from the eyes of Anna, but she didn't let him see through her. She made herself calm a

By her reaction to my accusation, I could tell that she wasn’t lying about what she’d said. The only dick at that moment was me, considering I made a woman cry. I let out a deep breath and resume my walk to my room. I’m not about to let a few tears move me. Sonia’s a big girl, and with time, she will learn to put on her big girl pants as she stands to gain something out of this charade as well as I do. I was told by her father that she left the walls of our world briefly before getting pregnant. Maybe she forgot what living in the mafia world entails, but she will remember soon enough.

the guy blurted. I tightened my hold on his shoulder. He jerked back, took my hand, and dragged me outside, not into the garden but into the driveway where we were alone. He released me, turning his back to me. He sucked in a deep breath. I pressed my palms up to his shoulder blades then rested my forehead against his back. “Don’t let their words get to you. I don’t care about them and neither should you.” “How can you not care about them? You are a mafia princess. I should cut their tongues out for daring to whisper his name in one sentence with yours.” His name. Tristan Russo. The father of my unborn child.

I whispered smiling a little, the old woman slowly looked up at me, from her appearance she obviously isn't Russian, she looks like she is American. I wonder how an American ended up working in a Mafia household, the bratva doesn't let outsiders near them talkless or even walking in their house. The old woman had a serious expression on her face, a very dangerous one actually, she wasn't smiling, not a bit, she didn't say Anything either and she doesn't look like she would say anything anytime soon. I took in a deep breath knowing she was going to be a tough one before I asked "Please can you help me with the First aid kid" I was asking as politely as I could, but the old hag just turned and

Her phone vibrated again. Mafia Prince: I’m coming over. Amy’s stomach flipped.

He wasn’t getting out of here alive and it was a fact he had known the instant Leonardo’s men had hauled him into the sub from the busy suburbs of New York. How he had been found was beyond him, but he must have been a fool to even imagine that he could get away from the D’Angelo clan and that too from Draco himself. Leonardo Draconis D’Angelo was called the Mafia King for a reason. He was known to kill first and ask questions of the dead body.

Both the Mafias organization were only waiting for the special moment to attack. It has been almost three weeks since she left Maximo Santino when iris Saint started feeling funny. She still love the Italian Mafia Boss but wouldn't want to return to him when he's nothing but a sadistic man but iris's fate decided to did her wrong or maybe right. She discovered she's pregnant with maximo's child and that little discovery changes the fate of both Russian Mafia organization members and the Italians.

“ I told you when you clear out you call me. You are either with me or against me, honey. There is no in-between. I am the queen of the mafia and you all are below me. You took over things when I couldn’t and for that, thank you. Call me when you clear out. “ I started walking away but she cut me off again. “ You think all this is easy? You waltz in here in your designer shoes and clothes and you think that you are queen material? I was here when Nikolai was setting up and when he was going up. I know more about the mafia than you ever will. You should go back and rest because your baby might die in the midst of all this. You are a pampered princess and you know nothing about this life. “ Sh

“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…?”