Sexy Mafia Novels & Stories

❤️ A faint smirk touched his lips. “I know you’ll hate me… you’ll be angry…” His fingers tightened slightly in her hair— “But this… is what’s best for us.” A pause. “And today… the way you fought…” 🔥 “I liked it.” His gaze darkened. “Because that strength… will save you in the future.” He exhaled slowly— “There will come a time… when you’ll feel completely broken…” His voice dropped— “But you’ll have to stand again… because you are the Queen of this mafia world…”

AYANNA There were ten most richest and powerful family in the country. My family ranked seventh position. However the Blackwell family were at number one nevertheless even number two did not come close to them in terms of wealth, prestige and power. But even with so much wealth and power, they were still very low key, their identity was only known by few. I heard they were a Mafia family those who made enemies with them were plunged into complete ruins and later disappear... I stood completely frozen in my spot too dazed to even react. I wanted to deny that it wasn't him, perhaps my eyes were playing tricks on me but then he turned in my direction, locking gaze with me.

He scowled. “Tell me what condition before I slit your throat right here right now,” he growled, but they both knew he had submitted to her, even in his anger. For the very first time in his life, the cruel mafia don had accepted his submission in front of his mere maid. “You will never harm my daughter, Elea…no matter what,” she spoke out. Her words caused his anger to turn into numbness. “No matter what happens between us in the future, you will never try to take my child away from me and will never even think about hurting Lea,” she uttered. He clearly caught that fear shimmering in her eyes, along with that dread of getting apart from her kid.

It seems that I couldn't get her out of my mind at all. "I will find you Miss unknown." I mumbled but the next second I was distracted by call. It's time to focus on my work. ___ I put back the lingerie in my pocket and stormed out of my suite. Black roll Royce cars were lined up outside with men in black, waiting for me. Their Boss , Caspar Mcadam, the money laundering Mafia King. The god of the American underworld. I'm the symbol of danger, blood and death...no human being in their sanity would like to cross their paths with me... I'm ruthless man with no mercy feelings.

Sebastian snorted like a hunting dog and playfully bit Tera's jaw. Tera groaned in frustration as Sebastian's hand grabbed her jaw and brought their faces together. In the dimness of the room and the silence of their journey, Tera could see the dark silhouette of Sebastian staring at her with intense desire. With his sharp facial bone structure, he resembled a top-tier mafia from a pirate nation, willing to kidnap a young girl for his own satisfaction. Yes, Sebastian was indeed kidnapping her, forcing her to take care of his child and using her at his will in bed. He was a mafia to women!

Sophia glared around and felt nervous, this place was filled with bloody gangsters around the country, Damon clenched his fist angrily when he saw half-naked girls walk around with a tray of drugs. “Now this is what I call a party,” Carlo said happily and Damon glared at him angrily. “No drugs” he warned. Damon was angry coz these mafias always took drugs in hiding, but Luca served drugs at his party like it was some desert. “What is Officer Russo doing here?” “He has some guts showing up” “He sent my cousin to jail” Everyone had frown when they saw Damon, he was a loyal detective who never accepted bribes, and that made him have a lot of enemies.

I observe my reflection without managing to avoid thinking about many situations that have passed during this last time, resulting in many secrets have been revealed to me, more than I estimated, a world spread out in front of me that I was not able to see and now take shape in front of an opaque, dense, dark background. On the one hand, I encounter the reality that Black is in a world of mafias that he is trying to get out of, which I do not think is without paying a high price in the attempt. Then there is his secret family, the wife he says he left behind without her having untied herself from him and the daughter he hides to protect her, a secret he now shares with me. Finally, Mikael Sy

He is one of the richest bachelors in New York City with so many properties that even if his children don't work all their lives, they can never be poor and here I was thinking I could have him to myself. Me, Grace, a lonely and boring girl. A girl who knows nothing about the mafia world or even how to defend herself. A girl who finds it hard to look at someone getting beaten. A girl who hated to see blood or try to stop the capo of New York from killing. A girl who has to go to the internet and watch some porn videos to learn how to please Davis when others were experts in it. And I, this little me, think I can have almighty Davis to myself. Only me, the capo of New York. A bitter chuckle e

A tall and fit looking man followed her behind and I deduced he was probably her body guard. "Hey baby!" She flung herself onto Manuel's body and then, did he finally look at me. I only hoped I didn't look as sad as I felt. He pulled his eyes away from me almost immediately, and smiled at the woman in his arms. His fiancee. Her bodyguard calmly walked up to me and introduced himself. "Hello ma'am." "Hello." "I'm Massimo. I work for the Don. So sorry about the mix up." For him to have referred to Manuel as 'the don' in my presence, then it only meant he was aware I knew they were mafians. And he wasn't her bodyguard after all.

asked Michelangelo. “Mafia doesn’t exist, you fool! We know SMS exist, but they are not mafia, they are just corrupt organization that rig elections and does corrupt things. Mafia is stuff for books and movies,” laughed Renata. “It means you didn’t see today’s news,” said Michelangelo. “Today’s news?” asked Ambrosia. “Yoshiro killed two of his people and now the boss of SMS is under investigation. The world I belong to is not a good world. People get hurt there and I am sorry you guys were dragged into it,” said Michelangelo.