Saved By The Mafia King Novels & Stories

"I don't want your savings, little girl. I want to kill your father. The question is, what are you willing to do to save your father from death?" (Pakhan – The Mafia leader of the Russian Mafia

They all became made men before they turned thirteen. And to be a made man, you had to kill someone. They were killing machines without feelings. Especially the oldest, Nico DeLuca. He was the worst of them all. I heard stories that he skinned people who wronged him. He always wore a suit and acted like an upstanding businessman. However, the rumors of his mafia background lingered. It was like an open secret that he wasn’t legitimate. Over the years, Samson has struggled with knowing how Nico kept his money.

He tucked the gun into his waistband as he walked toward her. Reid, Luca, and Kane were ready to thank Rosa for saving them from the Don’s lethal rage; they knew that without her presence, they might not have survived the night. Though the Mafia King valued them more than his own life, when he was consumed by fury, he became dangerously unpredictable. “No, I’ll go on my own,” she said, her head shaking subtly as her eyes flickered over his shirtless form. She turned away quickly, resuming her walk toward the door.

I stood on my tiptoes and kissed him quickly only to be interrupted by Landon. "Can't you two seriously wait? We're kind of in the middle of something if you don't remember." I grinned at him before shooting one of the opposing mafia members just before they could reach him, unbeknownst to him due to his complaining. His eyes widened as he glanced back at the body lying behind him then turned to face me again. "Thanks." I nodded, the grin growing on my face.

All the women scream, the men follow behind, jimmy tried to run out in the crowd, but the mafia bosses men catch him. Soon everyone was out, it was just Manuel, his four men and Jimmy, tied up and a rag in his mouth. “Take him with us, let’s see how daddy feels about the next future heir to his mafia throne trying to rape one of my girls!” He mocked him at the mafia throne part.

Juliet laughs, “No, we not going back to save that bitch, can’t you send Juan to do it?” I sigh, “No, we have to go, and I am not arguing with you on this.” “Fuck no, we are not letting that petty bitch ruin our vacation, Vince!” I grip my phone tight in my hand, “Julie please,” She gets up from the ground and stands face to face with me, “Why?” “Because that’s what the mafia does, it saves its own.” “Bullshit!” “We saved you and you weren’t even part of the mafia,”

“Princess, I only want you to understand one thing. I am the Head of the King Crime Family, I am a Mafia Boss, and I will always be. Yes, this was a right I was given when my father passed away. Now I could have ended his legacy with his last breath, but I want this. This is me. This is Hunter King.” “God, Hunter, I am starting to think that you are a lawyer, for you are stating your case so confidently.” I only but chuckle at her as I pull her back into the tightness of my chest. Her body is still trembling, and that heart of hers is pounding with purpose against mine. I will not make this any harder on her than it is already. “Princess, if you need to think of this, then you must.” “You wa

There was no way I could trust her just yet if I knew I wanted to escape from here. Scratching my brows, I let out an exasperated sigh. “I don't want them.” Then I turned to leave. All of a sudden, something else caught my attention. I saw the almighty mafia king walking in, bleeding profusely from his arm. “Master Luciano!” Mrs. Andrea gasped in shock. “oh my goodness, what happened to you?” she ran over to him, but he held out a hand stopping her from touching him. I was stunned to speak, so much so that I could not move. I could not believe the strong mafia king could get injured too. But who was I kidding? Flesh and blood run through his veins also. After all, he is human.

And if I use my brain right I am sure he won't find me. I still can't believe I saved the Mafia king's life. I also found out that man's name. He is a white-collar businessman, really famous, Arcangelo Romano. He is one of the richest men in Italy. He had the face of an angel. Very handsome. Gorgeous even.

The motel worker looked at the burner phone with fear. 'Boss made it look so easy. But I am more scared to touch Mia Vitiello than the King. Everyone in the mafia world knows about what the King did to those biker gangs in Russia for kidnapping his queen. Where did I got stuck in? If I don't follow my Boss's orders, he will kill me. If I follow, then the King will kill me. I guess, my life is now numbered ' he thought to himself with fear.