Sexy Mafia Novels & Stories

I know Serena feels the same, but I would find out this evening. “You’re one of us now, Serena. We have our matriarch and sunflower, always sharing her light with anyone when they need it,” Nico starts, gesturing towards Sienna, who blushes at his words. “Second in command, my little fox. Cunning, sexy, and dangerous, Ti amo.” He says, pulling Sylvana closer and kissing the back of her hand. “And now we have you, Piccola spia. All mafia women and deadlier than any soldier.” We men nod at his sentiment, knowing they were true.

ok says Ibrahim, both sleep and after some days Ibrahim gets well perfectly, right now Ibrahim was making love to mehak, just then Ibrahim phone ranged up, he doesn't want to receive it but seen caller name he says Jaan this is important he received it and says hello, hello me Ibrahim I am your Dr I got your money to thank you, Ibrahim sir if you want some more help just call me, Ibrahim says ok and cuts the call, on the other hand, Dr wife says Ibrahim khan gave you this much money why? dr says because he loves his wife very much he can do anything for her you see mafia possessive love, Ibrahim made love to mehak and says this mafia man can do anything for his mehak, only you can make me on

Mafia Luca is the second most dangerous mafia in the city. He's well-known for various crimes such as murder, manslaughter, and sexual assault. Unlike William, he's more terrifying and shows no mercy. He has a strong aversion to forgiving people. Luca is a covetous individual who has a profound fondness for women. He frequently dons a black suit and is perpetually accompanied by a minimum of eight strong bodyguards. He is a womanizer and frequently engages in relationships with college girls. His extravagant spending on women knows no bounds; he is willing to purchase anything for them.

MAFIA HEIR’S SECRET AFFAIR EXPOSED. THE MYSTERY WIFE, WHO IS LILA? SCANDAL AND DECEIT: THE DOWNFALL OF THE DELUCA LEGACY? I could feel the weight of those stories pressing against every man in this room. “Your silence doesn’t inspire confidence,” Angelo continued. “You’ve always been the most promising of your father’s sons. The one who could walk into any negotiation and walk out with the terms in your favor. But now” He spread his hands. “Now you’ve become unpredictable.”

He rescued her and now he can't let her go... Giovanni de Luca, a Beverly Hills born mobster climbing the ladder to success. He will do anything to protect his family and ensure their successful name throughout L.A. When he meets Rosalia Bernardi, a gorgeous young woman from Palermo, things change dramatically. It's not only him and his family he has to protect now but also the young life of Rosalia. The pair commence a rollercoaster ride they can't seem to get off especially because Giovanni is in the Mafia.

I demanded. He tilted his head, amusement flickering in his expression. "Oh, sweetheart," He set his glass down, rising to his full height. Slowly, deliberately, he closed the distance between us, stopping just close enough that I could feel the heat radiating off him. "I am your father’s… what do we call this now? Business associate. I am Dante Moreau’s business associate and he betrayed me." “Then what does it have to do with me?” His fingers lifted, trailing lightly along my jaw.

I uttered. “Come sit down, I’ll explain it to you,” Nonna said, motioning to the sitting area in her room. “Each mafia family has things they will and won’t do,” Nonna declared. “The Aventini family is almost like mafia light. The DeMarcos are on the other end of the spectrum. The DeMarcos are into human trafficking, the sex trade, and they own several sex clubs. I’m pretty sure all the girls there are drugged up and not there by choice.”

“You’re the ex. The one shagging her sister and sending the proof to your girlfriend? That tactic actually works on American whores? Tell me, mate; ever had both at once, or do you prefer to take your time with each one?” I blinked. He leaned in, dropping all pretense. “Which one’s tighter? You know; the better fuck?” I didn’t think. Didn’t breathe. My fist connected with his jaw in a satisfying crunch. He dropped like a sack of bricks. I stood over him, chest heaving. “Disrespect Sophia all you want,” I growled. “But say Sareena’s name again, and I’ll bury you in this hospital. She’s Dr. Morelli. Not Moretti. And she’s mine.”

“Alessia, always the voice of reason. I just wanted a weekend getaway. Turned off my phone so we could enjoy some peace. I didn’t expect the entire Moretti search party to come looking for me.” We all laughed, the sound easing the heavy weight that had been pressing on us. Ivan pulled out a chair for his girlfriend and sat down beside her. “Everyone, this is Betty. She came all the way from New York to see me.” Betty smiled shyly but warmly, waving at us. Ivan continued with dramatic flair, clearly enjoying the moment. “Betty, meet my soft but extremely dangerous mafia brother, Dante. One wrong look and he might burn down a building. And this beautiful woman beside him is Alessia, my brother