Reluctantly Ruined & Owned By The Mafia Novels & Stories

* * * * * * * * * * PD Luciana wandered through the villa's garden, the scent of blooming flowers and freshly cut grass filling her lungs. But her mind wasn't on the serene surroundings. Alessandro's words echoed in her thoughts; "Antonio's family is Mafia... they're ruthless. They'll stop at nothing to get what they want." She shivered, despite the warmth of the sun on her skin. The Mafia's reputation was notorious - brutal killings, extortion, and corruption. They operated in the shadows, and their influence reached the highest echelons of power.

"Is he dead? Is my father dead?" "No. He was taken and will be returned after you wed Fabian Belucci." "Who took my daddy?" My tears spilled. She wiped them with her thumbs. "Tell me! Let's go to the police! Why are we not going to the police?" "Mija, these people own the police. Your father was taken by the Mafia." Dio! Chris and Frank were right. I am a Mafia bride! "They came in the middle of the night... a dozen armed men. They beat up anyone who got in the way and took Giovanni. I don't know whether you understand this mija but you are a Mafia Bride. You can't run away from it. The only way out is if we all die. If that happens, we will be free but everything we own goes back to the Maf

"You want me to steal from Dante Russo?" "I want you to obtain the documents." "That's stealing, Papa!" "Call it whatever you like." I shook my head. "You want me to live in that man's house, pretend to be his fiancée, gain his trust, and then betray him?" "Yes." "Have you completely lost your mind? Do you even understand who Dante Russo is? The man is dangerous!" "I know exactly who he is." "Then you should know how insane this plan is!" My father leaned forward, resting his hands on the desk.

Maybe Alessandro doesn't think it's a big deal… I scoff at that thought immediately. Mafias are generally protective of whatever they own, especially their wives. I touch my neck gently. I know Alessandro won't cause bodily harm to me, but he will definitely make me pay for this. The room is silent, up until I hear footsteps approaching. My eyes are fixed on the door, until it is pushed open. Luka walks in. “Good morning,” he greets, In his hands, there's a tray. “Good morning,”

“Gang. Not cartel.” She shot me a look so sharp it could cut glass. “I swear to God, Alex, not now.” I held my hands up in surrender. She ran both hands through her hair, breathing hard. “So what, you’re like the mafia now? You make drug deals, carry guns, kill people?” I hesitated. “I don’t personally—” She turned on me so fast I almost stepped back. “Do. You. Kill. People? Why am I asking, I'm the stupid one, you left the house with guns and even got me a gun, now I see the bigger picture”

Cylantra is the main land for smuggling and for nearly a century, mafia owned this city for their business and as their home. It is also here that the Golden Eagle clan - the most powerful mafia clan over years was born by three best friends a decade ago which later had to face a horrific tragedy and the clan fell apart as quickly as it rose to power.

“You were right, Jordyn. About this family. About all those things that you said never quite added up.” A strange uneasiness settles over me. “What are you talking about?” “The Russos.” She swallows. “They're...Mafia.” For a moment, I simply stare at her. “What?” “I overheard Enzo and Luciano talking last night. Weapons, drug shipments, people I didn't recognise. At first, I thought I'd misunderstood, but then they mentioned a man called Alessandro Romano.” I know that name. I just can't immediately remember why.

Jaden asked annoyed now, It wasn't like he wanted to ruin innocent girl's life by getting her kidnapped but he had made a mistake and that was the reason that he Willingly felt into the manipulative trap she lay before him trying to guilt trap him but he hated it when people interrupted him. "Yeah sure go ahead!" Isabella sulked. "Alright don't make that face okay? it was wrong on my part to mention Maria before introducing her." He apologised when he saw her innocent face turn into a sad smile. He wasn't even sure why he cared so much about this girl but she reminded him so much of his younger sister. "So this goes back to 6 years ago, Back then the mafia was handled by the older Mr McCoy a

Everything changed the moment he come into my life. "You don't know what you're saying. The fact that you're a dangerous Mafia doesn't change anything" I said again. "I was just a child when my parents were killed but a ruthless and greedy man. My Dad, was the leader of all mafia's in the whole world, having tons of enemies yet, he has this friend he trusted so much and could do anything for him even at the expense of his life. But guess what...?" He trailed off with a light chuckle as he turn around to face me.

If this continues, I might be forced to haunt down this half-brother of mine. A hand pressed to my temple, i force down the pain piercing my head me. "Since he refuses to learn. Put the cops on his tail. Turn the Bravata against him." That should keep his hand full until I am ready to deals with the fucker. "Yes, boss." The three men responds in unison. We continue discussing our next shipment. After Father's death, I stopped the shipment of drugs and women, my focus is on weapons. Guns, bombs. The mafia cannot do without my shipment, and Mikhail knows it.