Signed To The Mafia King Novels & Stories

"who are you ? what you do ? why you you have so many gurads and why do everyone call you king ? it alerted me she didn,t know i am mafia king should i tell her will she get scared will she run away like all other people i love but i can,t lie she deserve the truth at least this one. " i am mafia king and i am in mafia the eagles are my gang and we are the most powerful and ruthless one " i said the words which i knew gonna effect her .

. Everyone used to be afraid of me and my gang because we never failed any mission and I was fucking proud of my team. But still, King didn't make me his loyal man. I was still his driver but I was his favorite fighter. All because of me he had won many deals, bets, gambling, and missions. He fucking earned a lot of money because of me. I was his diamond! I was a bloody talk and famous in the underworld. King gave me LUCIFER name when I fought against King's biggest rival in a fighting match and eventually won, leading King to rule over the dead Mafia's gang under him! Many Mafia used to gamble or bet their money or possessions over my fight. Some also used to bring fighters from all over th

As Alexander entered the hall, everyone stood up and bowed their heads as the mafia king walked in with his generals. As soon as he took a seat, the door opened, and a guard walked in. "Mafia King, your loyal man, Mr. Mike, is here." "Send him in." A young male entered the room and received curious glances from everyone in the room. The Mafia King spoke up. "I planned to attack Chands. It's time to make them bow their heads to Branson's. If they compromise willingly, then it's ok, but if they try to revolt, I will kill the whole family or I will take their most precious things away so they will be defeated."

He started walking toward us with others trailing behind him. When they came near, my stomach dropped by his sight. Noooooo.....no...way....pls don't let him be him.....pls God..... But my little prayer was not heard by God as I could easily get the close view of him. ALPHA KING more like Royal king. I stood there like a statue watching him heading to our side. ......He has a connection with some mafia too. .........Never get caught my eyes. ............Mafiaaaa. Ohh God....save me.....i..i...What should I do......run...yes...run...

Mikhail Volkov "I don't think the Italians are making a move any time soon Pakhan" Pavel stated handing me a paper, I took the paper and looked at it, it was an order claimed to have been written by me, it even has my signature. My brows knit together as I continued reading the order, my lips curled up to an amused smirk as I looked at the signature that looked exactly like mine, I didn't write this neither did I sign it but I myself would have believed it was written by me.

"Listen, one word of advice from me? Accept your new life, the quickest ones usually survive longest. Sign here." Survival? Am I entering a war zone? A cursory glance at the papers shows me that I'm agreeing to enter into this contract to be auctioned on that stage, sold to the highest bidder after which I will belong to the buyer explicitly. It is modern day slavery. The contract goes on to say that any proceeds made from me belong solely to Rafe Lennox, the auction organizer and owner of this gambling den. In exchange, all of my mother's debts will be forgiven and we can keep our house. Rafe Lennox. I now have a name to focus my hatred on and I promise myself that I will pay him back for t

“But I love you.” Heidi stares into my eyes until she drops the only question I wasn’t ready to hear. “Is that enough, though?” Her eyes fall to my hand on her hip, and she notices my knuckles split, dried blood covering each one of them. She swallows hard and looks up at me again, her expression more serious this time. “How am I supposed to accept that this is what being part of the mafia means? Do you truly expect me to be okay with seeing you get hurt all the time, risking your life because of what…?”

her mother ordered. Cara left her mother's hospital ward, crying as she walked away. (Flashback ends). In her room, Cara couldn't help but cry as she recalled all of these painful memories from her visits to her mother. *** Upon returning from their trip, Sonia sat at her desk in her office as Nathan walked in, holding the file she had assigned to him. "Any updates?" she inquired. "Yes," he responded. Curious, she asked, "Who is he?" "He was a feared mafia king when he was alive," he replied, referring to the subject of the file.

Sarah looked at him with frown. "How did you know that he is my husband... he is not the only king here..." Massimo chuckled and swirled her around again grabbing her by the waist. "I know everything sweetheart..." "Why?..." she asked confused. He leaned down and whispered huskily in her ears. "Because I am The Italian Mafia king, the king of underworld..." Sarah went still in his hold with horrified expressions. "I think I should leave now..." She mumbled trying to get away and Massimo find it amusing. He is a devil who love to feed on others fear.

' She hadn't read it wrong, the initials signed on the paper was the name Sebastian King, in the city who didn't know that the mention of that name meant the most dangerous man in the country, some even called him, the devil. Vivian felt punched by a shocking realization of the fact that the man standing in front of her was the famous Sebastian King, the deadly Mafia Lord, Don of the dark gangs. She had a million questions swirling through her head, but the most important one was that, why had Sebastian King asked her to sign a marriage agreement? "What... What is this?" She asked shakily. "Exactly what your eyes see." Sebastian said plainly, his handsome face holding a stern expression as h