Sexy Mafia Novels & Stories

“You look nervous, ma’am.” “I’m fine.” I tried to hide my nervousness. “Are you sure, ma’am?” I nodded in response. Maybe when I open my mouth, I’ll scream because I’m even more nervous and Yuichi isn’t there. I don’t know how, but whenever I feel like this, Yuichi’s presence calms me down. So now that he’s not by my side, I have to stop myself, otherwise I might do something bad to whoever besides me. “In the next corridor, you will meet Don Facundo. Don Facundo, who is fifty-five years old, is known as a ruthless mafia boss. Many are afraid of him because he has lost a fight. I think you should avoid him.” Blake said.

Volume/Book 1: The Stylish Mafia Girl & Her Muse Mafia men have been the trend of town for ages; their dominance over the world resembles a ghost ruling the graveyard—driven by that statement when exceptionally beautiful female Simone Thompson—the ruling Mafia of Austria vows to change the belief, then destruction is accompanied by terror, action, and the everlasting love to kill for adventure.

"I wasn't sure. But I'm glad I realized it before it is too late" " Thank you for loving me Matteo. I promise, I'll stop being a Mafia. I'll be the woman you want. Thank you" Serena hugged me. " No, no, no. Don't. I fell in love with Mafia Serena so don't stop please. I love my woman carrying guns and bossing some guys around. It's fun and cool" " Naughty you" " Naughty? You called me naughty? "Yes. You're naughty" "Then, I'll show how naughty I can be and what naughty boy does to those who call him naughty"

"Your brother will be alright. He's one of mine, and I take care of my own." Bella's heart skipped a beat as she realized that Lance was the Boss of the Evergreen Mafia, one of the most powerful and feared organizations in Little Italy. She had heard of him, of course, but she had never expected to meet him, let alone have him save her life. As they walked out of the alleyway together, Bella couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. She knew that her brother's involvement with the Mafia was dangerous, and she feared for his safety. But as she looked up at Lance, she couldn't help but feel a sense of attraction towards him. He was a powerful and mysterious man, and she couldn't deny the pull

He reminded himself he could not be sidetracked from his purpose. “Ms. Baxter, let me tell you one thing. Don Marco and his family operate one of the biggest MAFIA groups in the country. If we can take them down, we could potentially help the innocent from becoming their victims.” “As you guessed, they run a prostitution den. They guise it as charity events, but however you look at it, it was illegal and a crime.” “I am sure you would like to help others, Ms. Baxter?” “Are you hearing yourself?” Kara cried as fear, anger, loathing, frustration, and disappointment rolled into one.

“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 shrugged causing Ace, his father and my own to smile and shook their head at my comment. "Is there a reason why Ace and Alexia should go there alone?", My mother asked while walking to us. "I assume you know Melissa." Dad asked Vincenzo as he pointed to my mother. "Yeah." Vincenzo smiled at her which she returned. "Because they want li fantasma and The Mafia leader Italian mafia who is also the best assassin to come to their party." Vincenzo stated. "Oh please—", Daniella voiced interrupted us once again. "Li fantasma is a myth!" She yelled with her fake and really bad Italian accent.

"Now you can imagine what I am capable of doing to you, right? You see, my little Love, I could crush your neck right now, and no one would ever know. I could strip you down and fuck you right here on this bed, and absolutely no one would come to save you." His smirk vanished, replaced by an expression of pure, chilling stone. "So, this is my final warning. Do not test my patience. I am already having a very hard time keeping my cool around you, and you are being fucking impossible. The next time you decide to open your smart mouth, think very carefully about the consequences. Alright?" "Y-yes," I choked out, the tears flowing freely now. "Are... are you in the mafia?" the words tumbled out

This man was now pulling the final strings of my self restrain and in case he wanted to know what I tasted like, he wouldn't take long to finally get a guess and I bet that is going to be fucking wild. "Keep Summer's name out of your fucking mouth, Matteo," I reply, my voice a low menace. "Summer? I wonder how she is going to feel when she knows about your new addiction. You would never change, Sinclair Sorvino," he says pulling another strand of my nerve. "What do you mean?" I ask knowing exactly what he is talking about. "Come on, Sinclair, don't play games with me. News flash. The new mafia don of Seattle is engaging in an affair with Vincent Cabero's daughter," he lays out.

Chapter 1: Interest in Flesh Trope: Mafia / Debt / Captive Heat Level: [NOIR] The basement smelled like damp concrete and expensive cigars. Sofia sat on a wooden chair, her hands tied behind her back. She looked up as the heavy metal door groaned open. Marco stepped in. He wasn't wearing a suit today…just a black undershirt that showed off the tattoos climbing up his neck. He was the man her father owed five million dollars to. And since her father didn't have the cash, he had offered Sofia instead.