Sold To The Possessive Mafia Boss Full Movie Novels & Stories

"What kind of arrangements?" "The kind that will solve all my problems." My stomach twisted. "Ma'am—" "I sold you." The room went silent. I stared at her, with my eyes widened. And a part me believed I didn't hear her properly. "What?" "I sold you." Her voice remained calm, like she was discussing the weather. "To a very powerful man." My vision blurred, tears threatening to spill. "No." The word left my mouth before I even realized. "I'm not going." Veronica laughed. "You don't have much choice." She paused, then continued. "Unless you don't care about what your parents left behind."

Organized. Dangerous. Not soldiers. Not mercenaries. Mafia. Real mafia. Marco stared. "Oh, that's somehow worse." A tall man emerged from the center vehicle. Silver hair. Perfect suit. Confident smile. Salvatore Moretti immediately went pale. Completely pale. Aruna noticed instantly. "What?" The old man's voice barely worked. "No..." The newcomer smiled. A smile filled with arrogance. Authority. Power. Then he looked directly at Salvatore. "Hello, brother."

“ Just for the few minutes I am away you are about to spill the beans to mum” I said, pinning Marco by his collar to the wall. “I didn’t say anything” “yeah right, one hug from mum. You are already melting” Marco frowns. “see, if you had revealed that we made a deal with the mafia. And they took Ava because of that deal. Your mum wouldn’t have three months to live. Puff! she would be dead and gone”

the man holding Pamela tossed her to the other masked man. “We were sent by the Mafia,” he took a step forward towards me. “You should understand that no amount of money can save her unless our terms are met.” “What are your terms?” I asked, my hands still up. They scoffed, glancing at themselves then Pamela’s face is slammed into a broken table. “I told you tell me,” I rushed for Pamela but the man pulled out gun, clocking it. “Stay… where you are meant to,” he said. I nodded, glancing at still bleeding Pamela. She was turning pale and fast. “What do you want with her, please? Just tell me,” I said.

The hell? She was mine. I had bought her. I had no business with her guardians or anyone claiming rights. “Next time, kill those pigeons and send them back to her.” I dismissed David and grabbed my phone, pulling on my trench coat as I made for the front office. Just as I stepped on the gas pedal, a message dropped. I opened it and smirked. “Perfect,” I whispered. Today was the day. I had a flawless plan for torture—slow, agonizing death. The kind you’d beg to come faster, the kind you’d kneel to escape from. The nightmare no mafia man could laugh off.

The best thing to do was to pretend they hadn’t seen anything. “Fuck it,” one of them said, his gun still in his hand. “You’re all coming with us.” This time Caleb and Storm side-eyed each other. With our warriors dead on the floor at our feet, we knew better than to try and fight these mafia goons. Our hands were tied. We had no choice. “I think Boss Man might actually like this one,” one of them scoffed, pointing at me. “He’s looking for a new personal whore, isn’t he?”

I bursted. "To be honest, I was eavesdropping on your conversation Mr mafia king."I let out a humorless chuckle. Dylan's eyes widened as his face paled. I know he's scared of the consequences that this bastard can throw on me and I love him for that. "You earn like a lot of money in SDC and yet again you do crimes just for money, you do female trafficking. What a shame, what kind of a man are you, huh?" He shot me a warning glare but I didn't stop, I continued with a deathly murderous glare.

"Nothing more, nothing less. I still don't and will never see myself as your possession or anything like that. I belong to me." At that, he frowned, much like a few days ago when I said something I shouldn't have. This time though, I have no idea which part of what I said could potentially anger a Mafia boss. Maybe I tarnished pride? I mean, he did go through a whole heap of 'bargaining' just to get me here and now, I'm declining being his despite the fact that that is exactly what we agreed on. Anyhow, that's his problem. He should've brought one of those chicks on sale at the club if he wanted an obedient dog. I'm definitely not it.

“I ate him up and got out, nice to meet you, I am the cool and loving side, we are both head over heels in love with you but he was too much of a chicken so I ate him up,” He babbled. Arielle smiled. The man before her was the same man she fell in love with, the sweet loving Luciano and the big bad mafia boss were one and the same person and she loves him so much, her heart swelled with pride knowing he loves her just as much. “I love you, both of you because you are one and the same person and I will never trade you for anyone else, you own me Luciano, I belong to you, spirit, soul, and body,”

"....... 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