Sexy Mafia Boss Novels & Stories

“Okay, how's it looking?” “I got a message from Santo,” Luca said plainly. “Okay?” Mathias asked, sitting up and placing his arms on the table. “The message was not on my phone or email. He sent a fucking note in an airplane shape into my house. My fucking house!” Luca spat. Mathias’ eyes widened, the realization of Luca's words finally dawned on him. “Okay, hold on,” I said, holding a finger up. They both turned their attention to me. “Who the fuck is Santos?” I asked. “Our biggest rival. He's the corresponding mafia don in Russia.”

______________________________________________________________________________________________________ I could barely breathe due to the tightness of the hug I was surprised with as soon as we entered the lounge. "You're the splitting image of your mother, Maria," Mason said, releasing me from the tight hug. He knew them. He hugged me. He looked genuinely happy that I was standing before him. That wasn't supposed to be the reaction of a guilty man. Everyone knew that mafia world was a crime world. People own up to their killings and crimes. If Mason was guilty, surely he wouldn't lie about it. "Did you kill her? And George too?" I asked blatantly. The overwhelming feeling I had earlier befor

I think the poor woman is finally starting to realize just how serious I am. “You sick sons of bitches,” she hisses. “My father is going to kill you! Do you know Mafia Boss Leonardo Franco?” I rub the bridge of my sore nose. “We’ll see, princess. We’ll see.” I leave Leo and Samuel to guard the prisoner while Roman and Damien quickly follow me out of the room. We climb the staircase leading up to the main floor of the taxi depot, greeted by the sound of rumbling engines and mechanics hard at work. Everything smells of car exhaust and motor oil—a far cry from the new Mancini Family’s heyday in the diamond mining sector, but it’s nonetheless a source of pride for me.

I said nervously. "Yeah, the thing is... I got a call from one of my sources, and they told me something scary about this billionaire, who is actually a mafia boss" Josiah said, and my heart started racing as I looked at him in fear. "What - What scary thing?" I asked him in my shaky voice. "Allison, he told me that the guy got arrested back when he was in California" Josiah said. "What? Why?" I asked restlessly, not letting him speak.

Xavier said putting his hands under Aria's butt and standing up with her He started to walk when he turned around. "And for the record I'm not just a guy." he gave me a wicked smirk "I run this joint." They walked away and I felt a little lonely when I heard Aria laugh as they went down the corridor. I leaned over and looked at the people passing down below. It took me a couple of minutes for Xavier's words to register and when they did a gasp left my mouth. Wait.....He's the Boss???? XAVIER'S THE BOSS OF THE MAFIA!!!!

Alessandro is a dangerous man and his misdeeds knew no bounds. My lips parted slightly, but words failed to come out. Unlike me who froze at papa’s words, Sophia didn’t flinch, she just stared at papa. She would do anything to get papa out of here and retain his old glory, Sophia can go miles for papa but I don’t think I can. I can only try but it won’t be enough for either Sophia or papa. “I don’t think….” I tried to speak but papa cuts me off “I don’t need you to think Phi, all I need is action. Decide which one of you will be Alessandro’s bride and get the plans in progress” he said, staring directly at Sophia.

Black slacks, a dark dress shirt, sleeves rolled up to reveal strong forearms, a glint of silver from his watch. Calm. Cold. Untouchable. His eyes flickered briefly to me, a mere glance, before he turned back to the two men standing nearby. Strangers. No, not strangers. Bratva. Viktor and Nikolai, his consigliere and second in command. Their eyes slid to me, appraising and calculating. I felt like prey among predators. Misha’s jaw tightened imperceptibly. He extended a hand, and without a word, I understood. “Come here,” he said softly. But there was no question in his voice. Only command.

I just shook my head at him and smiled a little. "Eh? What type are you Reian? I heard that the 1st Mafia Boss here is handsome...what's his name?" Brenda asked Maureen, Maureen pouted as if she was thinking deeply. "Hellion....ah yes! Hellion, I heard he is the most handsome in the whole Mafia World hehehe" They both giggled. Even I was surprised by what they said but I couldn't help but smile. They don't know me being owned by Saint after all. So I have no right to hate the male flesh of my entire system.

Carlos asked shakily but he didn't wait for Mattia to reply before he continues " Maximo Santino is a wanted criminal in every countries. You can't include him in this ... " " And who else is more competent? " Mattia yell suddenly, jolting the two other men. He sighed roughly as he pulled off his glasses before he continues smoothly as if he never yelled out. " Konstantin Dmitri is a Russian Mafia Boss, what is wrong in it if I call in the sadistic Italian Mafia Boss into this? Do you both have any other options? " Minutes passes slowly without Mattia getting any response. He stood up from the chair he sat on and Walk away from the Long table.

“You’re leaving for Italy. Your name stays Jay. You’re the perfect person for this mission.” Jay exhaled slowly and accepted the documents. He glanced at the file — photos, notes, mafia profiles. One name stood out: Rafael “Rafe” Bianchi. The mafia boss of Milan, infamous for his ruthlessness, his dominance, and… apparently, his taste in men. The assistant appeared with a small suitcase. “Your things are here. And you’ll need to change your appearance for the mission,” she said.