Sexy Mafia Men Novels & Stories

Then he opened his eyes, fear gripping him from within. The boutique was more silent now even the security guards disappeared for fear of the men. Luca stood still for a moment, I took a step closer. "Luca- who-are-those-people?"I asked in horror, my voice shaking but I didn't even care. "The men you saw are part of a syndicate. A very powerful" he said with all sincerity. "What? A Mafia?". I asked with my eyes wide opened. "Yes, Sienna. I'm sorry you had to see all that". He said staring intoy eyes.

Infact a serene energy made it obvious that only people of high class were present in this room alongside the girls and male escorts serving them. Leading me to a seat, Olivia clapped her hands as she yelled. "We want the hottest male escorts you have, money is not the problem." Several handsome male escorts stepped forward each doing their best to impress us so that we'd pick them. I glanced at them all, tall, with abs, they were handsome yet none caught my interest. I didn't now what I was search for, probably... I snapped out of my thoughts when Olivia spoke. "You can pick as many as you want. There's enough for both of us," she pointed at the men as though they were some sort of commodit

I had nothing holding me down and I could have just left but where's the fun in that besides,mum is having a party at home. That woman is lucky she gave birth to me. That small fact has been her saving grace. If she wasn't my mother,I'd have made her choke on her own vomit before carving my initials on her heart. I studied the men in front of me. They were all wearing suits. They all looked so corporate. I could see the tattoo of a rose on different parts of their bodies. I sat up quickly,the action alerting them. I just pieced together who they were. They were from the Italian Mafioso. The most dangerous mafia in the whole world.

I slipped my hands down her legs and lifted her bridal style while she cuddled up to me without complaint. I declared, “I’m bringing her to my room.” There is no way we can leave right now. We have sorted this out. I need to speak with Ivankov. This is the general code used by the Mafia in any territory. Furthermore, the assault on my family took place during the event, making it a major problem. The main question is why were they attacked? Who were these men?

Besides her father and Matteo, all men fit one label: pervert. “Care to join me? I’ll make it worth your time.” She flinched and took a deep breath. “What do you want to order, sir?” His smile faded. He pulled out a hundred dollar bill and slid it towards Chiara in the most ridiculous attempt at a seductive manner she had ever seen. “Caesar salad. Keep the change.” She forced a smile. “Of course.” She took the money and walked briskly to the kitchen. She opened the door, retching when the smell of grease hit her. “Table five ordered a Caesar salad.”

As he finally lowered down, his cock slipping easily inside, I couldn't help but moan. All the reasons I wanted to destroy him seemed to fade away as he pumped in a slow and easy rhythm. I wrapped my feet together, moving with him as his cock filled me, spreading me wide open. The way he was staring at me, his expression one of absolute domination evoked so many deep-seated emotions, sending a series of chills down my spine. I knew he was cold-hearted, that I meant nothing to him. This was the way of mafia men, no matter the circumstances or the country. Women were merely precious objects.

“She wants us, not Gabriella. She knows if she lays a hand on her, the Familia will burn the Bratva to the ground. And Max, he’ll always protect her. You know how lethal he is.” “Svetlana’s sadistic,” Matt says, his eyes still locked on the screen. “But she’s not suicidal. She knows where the line is, and if she crosses it by hurting the Familia’s princess, they won’t survive. We might not like the Camorra, but we have peace treaties in place with the Chicago Outfit, the Rizzuto Family, Dhak-Duhre, the Punjabi Mafia, the West End Gang, the Triads, even some of the biker crews. If the Bratva crosses this line, there’ll be nowhere for them to hide.” “Then it’s settled,” I reply, my voice low a

It was my job as il fantasma but as Alexia Skylar Hale, My job was to control my father's company by his side. My father was Chris Hale. The owner of the Hale company and the leader of the American mafia. We were the second most well known family because of our company. Us being in the mafia part was private. In the mafia world, we were ranked second and we were fine with it considering the family who was ranked first was my father's friend, an ally. They were the De Santis, Italian mafia. Like us, most people weren't aware of their involvement in the mafia world. Their leader, Ace, was 22 and rumors had it, he was good at his job. People were scared of him for reasons I knew all too well. I

“I envy you, man. Such a pure girl is hardly seen. When you’re done, be sure to share her with me. I want to have a taste too.” Leonardo said. He was the Mafia boss from City Y, up north from Damian’s territory. "Yeah... me too. We need to share the good stuff." Another man said with a lecherous tone. Damian narrowed his eyes, the air around him turning cold. He stood up from his chair roughly, stopping the men’s banter as they looked up at him. “Damian? What’s wrong?” Sasha asked but she was ignored. Giving the group of men a hard gaze, Damian hid his anger and said. “I’ll call it a night. There’s a trade I have to oversee.”

“I guess… he’s falling. And you? Falling in love with someone like him… is dangerous.” My heart suddenly beat faster. His words felt like a warning. “I-I already know what he is. He’s a Mafia boss.” “He’s not just any Mafia, Miss Lorribel. He is the boss. Someone in his position can’t afford to be weak. He needs to be strong. Ruthless when necessary. And love… it softens a man.” It felt like I had been slapped. Marco was only human. Was it wrong for him to feel love? Besides, we weren’t even at that point yet.