Pregnant By The Mafia King Novels & Stories

“Marry me Giselle.” He breathes into my neck. “I can't, you belong to another Romero.” I whisper. Giselle Gilmore, a girl whose past has been turned upside down in a life of crime and violence gets involved with Romero De La Rosa, the most feared and powerful Mafia Lord and becomes too attached to his daughter Lauryn De La Rosa. When she gets a chance to reunite with the family, a long time family alliance made with another Mafia family engaging Romero De La Rosa to another woman in marriage appears and any bridge of the arrangement will lead to the biggest war ever witnessed in the underworld. Will Romero De La Rosa bend backwards to the underworld rule or will he fight for his love.

I took what I wanted once and moved on. But Ciara… this little pregnant redhead had unraveled me without even trying. She was dangerous. If she ever realized the power she held over me... the way her scent alone made my wolf snarl and my cock ache.. she could destroy me. One look, one innocent word, and I was reduced to this... a ruthless mafia king reduced to a desperate, horny beast who couldn’t stop imagining spreading her thighs and burying himself so deep she’d feel me for days. The taboo made it worse and I just want to run away from this.

Now they were so close, they were breathing the same air. "I don't-" She was cut off. "Don't fucking lie to me Mila." He hissed, his Mexican accent playing in tune. "Why didn't you tell me you were pregnant?" He asked her. Mila wanted to cry, she felt as if her demons were chasing her back from the past. She didn't want anything to do with the mafia. She loved her life here, she worked, had her own little apartment, went clubbing, got laid, baby sat Leo, traveled with her savings. She loved her life. She was comfortable with it. Alfredo wanted to complicate it all.

After today there would be peace among most of the Mafia families as these two powerful families brought them together as one forever under the rule of their Mafia Prince and Princess. She looked up at Ricci with adoring eyes because she was carrying a wonderful secret, something that would complete their happiness and secure their right to rule. She was four months pregnant and their Son would grow up to become the most powerful Don in Mafia history. That was for their future though and as she placed her hand trustingly in his her beautiful azure blue eyes looked up into his dark navy blue ones, shining brightly with her love

A few minutes later, she’s screaming my name in a way only she ever can. “I think I’m pregnant,” she mumbles before falling asleep in my arms and I chuckle. I would love that very much, but her doctors made it clear that Nick was a miracle. The chances of her ever conceiving are close to zero. I’m just drifting off to sleep when Owen knocks on the door to inform us that the day we all dreaded had finally come. We have always been aware that the government’s mandate was to wipe out the mafia. They have attempted and failed before but it sounds more organised now.

Alina's POV… “Please don't do this. Please. Please” I was screaming. My hands and legs were pinned to the floor while one of the men stood in front of me with his trousers pulled down. “You're too pretty to let go” he snickered and bit his lips as he ran his eyes over my body. ‘God please. God please help me’ I prayed. They were indeed very heartless. They wanted to rape a pregnant woman. “My husband is a mafia. He is the leader of the mafia in Italy” I said to scare them. I didn't really know what mafia leader Darren was. I just said what I knew.

"I can see inside your body as though it's an X-ray or an ultrasound. But however you want to put it, I will transmit sound signals to your belly, and what it gives me in return will allow me to see. So essentially… Princess, can I take a look at you?" "Sure," I said, not understanding why he needed to ask me for permission. It was silent, but his eyes focused on my belly, and I began to feel a slight intrusion. After a moment of looking at me and staring at my belly with his eyes flashing green slightly, he said, "You are definitely pregnant." "Does the Mafia King know?" he asked as he put on his glasses. "Not yet," I said. "Call him," Paula said as we were having breakfast.

She is scared of her child; if these people know about her being pregnant, they will sure try to harm her child. The silence made it even more unbearable as she heard the splashing of water in the corner of the room; nothing else could be heard, and Adria was alone with his thoughts that were screaming at her. She remembered how three men had taken her away, but she was unconscious before she knew where they had taken her. One thing was still very clear in her mind. What the man had said had shaken her to the core. Her mate, her own mate. Who is also the father of her unborn child is some kind of mafia. A criminal kills people for money, and God knows what other bad things he does to all peo

In my last life, I drowned because I abducted the lover of Simon Rossi, my mafia Don fiance, before our wedding. When I opened my eyes, I was back on that day. "Please, don't hurt me! My husband is a mafia Don, and I'm pregnant with his child! He'll never forgive you if he finds out! The young lady, Giara Vaughn, pressed trembling hands to her belly. Her tears threatened to spill as she looked at me and my crew behind me.

Sure it is still very early and the chance, or risk, of miscarriege is still very high and something I wish for, right? I sigh and throw myself back on the bed. I have wanted a child for a long time. I want my mom to meet her grandchild before she dies. Not that she will know it’s her grandchild but still. But I wished that it wasn’t that man’s child. Alessio Peccati. The mafia king. A monster who rapes and abuses me. Who even let his best friends have rape with me. I don’t even understand his obsession with me. That’s what this is. An obsession. He has a fixed idea that he wants me and therefore he can’t let me go. Possessive and obsessive.