Sold To The Mafia Don Novels & Stories

he asked, and their mother remained quiet. "I will tell you, she sold your daughter to the most dangerous man for money," Sly said, and Violet's parents gasped in shock as they stared at their mother.

“if I don’t stop this now it’s still early, there would be a repeat of this incidence, and our enemies will make a mess of us. No one, can mess with the Martello’s and go free. He should be thanking his stars he’s still breathing, and this is because the shipment was found, nothing was missing, and my deal with the Russians went through. However, pray he speaks up and tells me who he works for, or else you will be picking up his bloody body parts off the floor since you care so much about him Damien.” I stare at Damien for a while, till he cowers a little, breaking my eyes away from his, I proceed to kick my prey hard in the spine “I need you talking asap” I say after picking up the chain sa

“Your daughter?” I nodded my head repeatedly. “She was sold to him. And I want revenge.” “You’re saying the Don of the Italian Mafia has your daughter?” I nodded. His expression darkened the more. “This is interesting. By whom?” “My own blood.” I lied, I couldn't tell him I was the one that sold her off. A long silence stretched between us. Then, he let out a low chuckle. “That’s rich.” He shook his head. “Your own family sold your daughter to Alessio De Luca. And now, you want me to help you get her back?”

All his life he'd worked hard for it and now he had a stable stand as the don of one of the world's most famous Russian Mafia. Gianna Moira Donovan is unlucky when it comes to love. She vows to never throw herself into the said pond of heartbreak after severe fallout with her childhood sweetheart. But a clash between a Mafia don and a Donovan in unfavorable conditions spirals despise and loss of hope to something else. Something agreeable? Something horrible?

Mancini handled the arms trade, making millions by selling illegal weapons to corrupt leaders. "Valentina, è meraviglioso vederti(Valentina, it’s wonderful to see you)," Mr. Mancini boomed. I narrowed my eyes in response. "Ora è Don per te(Now it’s Don to you)," I replied sternly. "I’m sure you’ve all heard about my father's unfortunate death, so I expect you to remember your position. You are skilled at what you do, helping keep my mafia running well. But don't think for a moment that you cannot be replaced. . . because you absolutely can. Is that understood? " I said with authority.

I did not expect to come back from my below-minimum-wage job, tired and hungry only for this always half-drunk woman to tell me that I was…she was… “Jesus..” “Don't call him into this, he blessed this decision.” “Why would you do this?” My eyes were getting itchy at this point. She just straight-up told me she was selling me off to pay her debt. Not just that, she was selling me off into a mafia. What mafia? How did she get affiliated with the mafia? “It's going to favor you if you look at it the right way,” she said, walking over to me, her beads and old jewelry jingling as she came closer, “Imagine turning out to be the mafia lord’s favorite girl. Think of all the good stuff you'll get.”

I went back to the laughter , his hugging, before the cancer took mother. The way she would say: “My babies will grow up to be successful women.” I was totally alone now that they were both gone. And for what? An stupid loan? A devil's deal? One that ended with my life being sold to a man who hadn't even gone outside to check on me? One that left my father's face covered in blood in a picture? I didn't like Don Julio and every mafia gang out there . He had ruined everything with that foolish transaction. I was now merely a pawn in his never-ending game. I remained there until the stars were blurred by tears and the silence made my throat hurt.

Tears streamed down her cheeks as she looked from each girl to the other, the fear they had in their eyes was scaring her and she couldn’t help but mutter one nams, “Raymond.” “We’re going to be sold, there’s no two ways about it.” One of the girls said and her eyes widened in shock as she stared at her. “Sold?” Ariana asked as she managed to get on her knees, slowly crawling to the one who had said so. “Please tell me you’re joking, tell me you’re lying.” She asked as tears streamed down her cheeks. The girl chuckled slightly, “I wish I was but then we’ve all seen it for ourselves. We’re getting sold to a don, a mafia don.” She told Ariana who had tears streaming down her cheeks.

“That’s not true, I respect you.” Salvatore shook his head. “What you respect is the gun.” “I’ll pay you back, give me two weeks.” He clicked the roof of his mouth with his tongue. “Too long.” He turned back to me. “Where’s the other child?” Beads of sweat started to gather on my forehead. I could see from the fire in his eyes that he wanted Bella. After all it was common in the Mafia for Dons to use their daughters as a tool for trade. I was never going to let that happen.

I asked him as I stood right in front of him. “I know don! I swear on my mother’s grave that I didn’t do anything wrong! I can never betray you don!.” Yaks statement. His last statement made me more furious that I was already. I pressed the lighted cigarette on the side of his neck before I punched him hard. I beacon on Jo to come forward. Rick opened the iPad in his hand and showed his pictures together with the don of another Mafia organization. Earlier last month, my shipment was attacked and stolen by another mafia. And since then we have been trying to track down who dared to steal from me. Turns out that one of my top men is their informant. “Don please forgive me, I didn’t mean to! He