Sold To The Mafia Don Novels & Stories

He sneers and comes forward. "You want to know what the auction is? I'm going to dress you up in pretty clothes tonight and I'm gonna put you up on a stand. A lot of insanely rich motherfuckers are going to bid to have you and I will sell you to the highest bidder. With that face and that body, you should easily sell for half a million. You will be a good girl and put up a smile the entire time because if you don't, I will bring your two sisters and I'll put them up instead, after your mother tragically overdoses on cocaine. Do you understand?"

"....... Owning powers over his family's companies and numerous power plants wasn't enough. He wanted more and everything he could lay his hands on. He's rumored to be known as the second coming of the devil himself because of his cruel ways of dealing with people below him...... " " Ah, Maddy? " I called, hoping to catch her attention this time. The last thing I wanted was actually spending the rest of my two hours of shift listening to her lame mafia story. Maddy's eyes crosses mine, a sheepish grin crossing her lips this time before she slowly shifted on the bar stool she sat on across the bar table from me. " You know I'm not buying your mafia story anymore , Maddy, especially not tonigh

thinks the Don. The Mafia Don is still actively handling the matters of his mob, which has branched out to become a powerful organisation, but one that is totally against human trafficking. He has made his millions through his arms dealings, a point that his Woman frowns upon, but in her gentle way, for she is a Buddhist and these ideas go against the grain for her. But more pertinently, Proserpina Delano is aware that her annoyance in this matter will not count. So the Boss continues his dealings, but most of the travelling to settle the deals is conducted by his eldest son, Piers.

He feels so much pain. He wants to punch; he wants to pour out his anger. That's why when he got back inside the restaurant, he immediately ordered a lot of alcohol. Without paying attention to Gianna. She doesn't seem to understand why Nicolas is behaving in this way... She thought that he was having a relationship with the woman who worked at her restaurant. She stayed with him until he was completely drunk.

The eight Dons; Moncho, Raphael, Chevy, Clyde, Apache, Columbo, Carmine, and Bugsy, were all either involved in shady deals or had one selfish reason to the other, as to why Caddaric should be destroyed. “The monster. He is indeed worse than his father,” the oldest amongst them, Don Columbo remarked. The younger ones had not seen Casper in action until the video of Lord Night went viral among the mafia groups. “They are even two now. Who is the other guy?” Don Chevy asked from the video call. Moncho was the only one among them who attended the ruined wedding and knew a few things. All he wanted was Juliet, for which reason he was ready to go with whichever plan these dons hatched. He respond

My fiancé sold me to the Norling crime family to pay off a five-million-dollar gambling debt, telling me to please their Don. What he didn't know is that the Don of the Norling family is my father. On our third anniversary, Julius took me to a black market auction in Vegas. "Close your eyes, baby," he whispered. "I promise you're gonna love this surprise." I thought he was going to bid on a gift for me. I did as he asked, closing my eyes and letting him lead me by the hand down a noisy hallway.

If it were before, there wouldn't be any problem but now, I can't just risk my baby's life and future because of her father who is a grown up adult who can protect himself. The Russian mafia are known for their ruthless and also been involved in the human trafficking. They kidnap both children and women. The children are sold to be slaves while the stronger ones are taught the ruthless ways of been assassins to the point that they don't feel anything to anyone, its as if there humanity is lost. Others who are extremely weak and don't have good appearance, Their body parts are sold while others are thrown into the streets to be begging for money as a method ti earn more money for them. The wo

“Sell it? I thought you said it belonged to the donor.” She leaned back in her chair, her face tense. “That’s the thing. This isn’t just any cross, Clara. It’s… unique.” “What do you mean?” Lucaa hesitated, as if deciding whether to tell me the truth. Finally, she sighed. “There’s a tradition among certain mafia families. The cross represents loyalty, faith, and… power. I’m almost certain this belonged to someone connected to them or worse… one of them.” I stared at the cross, my stomach twisting. “Are you saying the donor could be… mafia?”

She’s right. “Maybe,” I pivot quickly, “maybe it wasn’t something he could say in front of the kids. Or his mom. You said you were all together, right? Maybe that’s why.” She laughs hysterically. “His mom married a fucking Don. Simone was a ruthless mafia boss. If Ricardo had said he was going to kill his rival at the dinner table, Geo wouldn’t have flinched. And the kids? They’re just kids. He could’ve covered it with a code word.”

He handed it over to Colton Fiore with a deliberate reverence. Then, the man's voice rang out, loud and commanding despite his frail appearance. “Repeat after me, Fiore," he said. “I,Colton Fiore, give and transfer my title as the Mafia Don to Leonardo Fiore”. Colton took the cup and repeated the words with confidence. Just when I thought it was over, the old man handed Colton a knife. My breath hitched as I realised what was coming. Colton accepted it and, without hesitation, dragged the blade across his wrist. Blood flowed freely into the cup, staining the golden surface with deep crimson.