Sold To Mafia Boss Novels & Stories

abuelo called out. Alvaro chuckled, shaking his head. "Fifty thousand dollars!" Someone else yelled. Abuelo narrowed his eyes at the man, sizing him up. "Puta," he muttered and Alvaro and Mateo looked at each other with matching smiles on their faces. "One hundred thousand!" "Get him, gramps," Mateo encouraged. "Sold to Mr Castillo," the lady pointed at our table and everyone clapped. "Take lots of pictures for me," he said, looking at me.

Sold to a mafia—to a mafia boss, I didn’t expect it to lead to a new phase of my life full of love. .. .. .. .. .. .. T H E E N D . . .

I presume you want to have a little fun with her before we sell her to the highest bidder? Francesco licked his lips and rubbed his groin, ‘"Certo padre, lei imparerà cosa vuol dire essere posseduti dalla mafia italiana e quando le avrò insegnato ad obbedire trovare un acquirente per lei sarà facile, è una vera bellezza.’ [Of course Father, she will learn what it is like to be possessed by the Italian Mafia and when I have taught her to obey finding a buyer for her will be easy, she is a real beauty]

“Now listen very carefully,no one speaks to me in that manner,not even the Mafias. I wrecked you? Do you know what your little bitch self had done to me? You are the manipulator here! I have been out of my mind recently and it's all your fault…you keep occupying every single place in my head (he tightened his grip)..I can get rid of you anytime,and trust me no one in this city and country would suspect me and your body will not be found. We made a contract..I saved your ass many times you ungrateful slut,now let me warn you, you better not push me to the wall! Drive me crazy one more time,you will be forgotten,your little nieces will be my toys as soon as they are of age” He released her. An

I shifted back and looked up to see whoever it was that I bumped into. He was tall and muscular, he also had some beards on his face, he looked like the same man from the mafia ball that Luciano hated a lot, that's him! I concluded to myself. “Wow, who do we have here?” he exclaimed “The woman of the great Don Luciano! What are you doing?” he asked. “Hello, good afternoon to you too,” I said sarcastically. “I'm here to do what everyone else here is doing, picking up a product and giving money in exchange”. I said to him,

she threatened stiffening the smirk on his lips but he soon replaced it with a spasmodic laugh. “Alright. Received” the man muttered seeing the incoming alert wrinkled his cheeks while his smile turned his eyes crescent. “Now spill” came Veronica’s voice which halted his jubilee. “Nicklaus Harrington met the girl at an Auction ring. Boutam Auction to be precise. It wasn’t easy to get the tape of her on stage but of course nothing’s impossible for me and my boys. Like I said earlier, the tape is contained in the flash. If you want, we can release it to the public, it’ll be a huge sensation indeed. The man revealed while Veronica’s eyes twinkled with devious intent.

I can still remember how little Dominic held her leg begging her not to leave but she left us and never came back, I was left with little Dominic alone, I was sad and broken beyond repair, I didn't know where to start from, but I promise my little Dominic that I was not going to remarry, I will raise him alone and be his father and the mother he never had, at first I didn't know where to start from but I was determined to work hard and give my son a good life, I don't want him to be weak like me when he grows up, most especially I don't want him to meet a woman like his mother, I don't want him to make the same mistake that I made, And that was when I met my boss, he introduced me to the maf

Ace nodded, as I stepped down from the edge. "I'm just warning you. You better have the stomach for this" He nodded, his facial expression still emotionless. "You're willing to help me with this?" I asked confusedly, knowing that mafia bosses were mostly selfish. Although that was the stereotype that was carved into my brain from movies. "Yeah, I help you and you work for me. Simple" He nodded, holding his hand out as if it was a deal we were making. I knew Ace's mafia sold drugs which was against my morals but I didn't care. All I wanted was revenge.

he pleaded, shivering and still bleeding. The poor man had a family to feed, a wife and two children who were on vacation in Europe. He regretted ever turning down Logan's offer. "Too bad, I don't want your deal anymore you see, I want the whole company" Logan said, smirking. He had a way of getting whatever he wanted. He was the biggest mafia in the world.. they often referred to him as the alpha.. because he was so powerful. "Damon!" He called. Damon appeared from the front door holding some documents. He handed it to Logan.

Though I had always known my father was in charge of selling me to Enzo, seeing the evidence—the cold, calculating trade in black and white—made it real in a way I had not anticipated. This went beyond a family dispute. This was more than a Mafia deal. For my life, it was this. My emancipation. I gazed at the paper, my eyesight distorted with unshed tears. In what ways may my own father treat me? How could he turn me into just another negotiating chip? I heard footsteps getting closer before I could really feel the weight of the betrayal. As I hurriedly pushed the papers back in place and rose up, away from the desk just as the door creaked open, panic shot through me.