Sold To The Possessive Mafia Boss Novels & Stories

“Well, that motherfucker deserves to die. After sexually harassing and sexually abusing many people, telling him to commit suicide isn’t enough as atonement for his sins.” Leon shook his head. No matter what he says, Hunter will always have a reason. “By the way, any news about the Delgados?” Hunter asked. “They’ve partnered with Director Evangelista of Fast Freight. They seem to be widening their business reach, as we’ve heard. It also seems they are still gathering some intel about our group and us and telling everyone they will dethrone us in the mafia world.” “I originally wouldn’t give a shit about how they wanted to run their businesses and their group as long as they wouldn’t interfer

“I took his job. His reputation. I killed Maria. I know about his weak little plan with my girlfriend. And now? I’m going to kill his lover.” I chuckle darkly and cruelly. “After your death, Charles should take the hint. It’s very important to know when to give up. Not many people possess that gift.” Her head drops. She’s still trembling, but she’s quiet now. I straighten and pull out my phone from my pocket to dial Luca. “Capo,” he answers briskly. “I need new men at my old warehouse.” “Alright, Capo. Working on it.” “No perverts,” I add. “Just normal guys like you.” I don’t want what happened with Mario to repeat itself.

"....... 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

"No, Boss. I'm not working for anyone. I stole the boxes of ammunition on my own volition." "Do not think I am stupid, Dante," I snapped, my fury rising to the surface again. "I know how the game works, better than anyone else. A man such as yourself cannot steal so much cargo singlehandedly, much less sell it to make money without arousing suspicion. The only way you can sell thirty-six boxes of guns and ammo is if you were under the protection of a larger Mafia Gang. So tell me who sent you. Vino? Scarface? Alderman?" A tear slipped from his eye as I searched his face for the truth. "Nobody, Boss. I swear, I am speaking the truth."

At least I had gifts that will pay out. “That depends on what you’re offering me.” “ I want something very valuable, something whose value is over a million. I know you’re staying with the mafia boss from Russia. Everyone whispers about him around here, calling him a beast and death so I know he’s definitely treating you. He has money. I want maybe a necklace and a pair of earrings. If I pawn them off and find out that they cost below a million I am definitely telling all your secrets so be careful what you do to me because I am not a person you want to cross.”

he confessed. Emma cried even harder after hearing his words. "But you cannot keep me either" she whispered, her voice hoarse from all the crying. Luca tightened his arms around her further. "I will not lie to you kitten. I don't want you to have false hope. I will agree. If your father really sold you, then he must have signed a document, giving away all the rights on you to your buyer. In the mafia world, that's the only rule we follow. No one can break it. If the document is signed, then legally you now belong to the one who bought you. If I refuse to send you now, they will declare a war on me. You know as well as I do, about how would end. But I promise you kitten, you not going anywher

“Why are you helping me?” She scoffs. “You think I’m helping you?” She chuckles. “It’s called ownership, tesoro. You are mine.” She sits up, making us face to face. “Your family will have the privilege of having the benefit of selling your life to me.” I managed to give her a dirty look, unhappy with her confession. “Oh, don’t give me that look. It’s not like you don’t know that. You’re now in the mafia. What else could you expect?”

Speculated the Mafia don and his men. And then, puzzlingly enough came the call. A distorted voice had spoken, high and robotic. “We have your girl.” The Bear had lunged forward, the receiver of the old-fashioned phone in his hands as he barked, “Where? What? Give me back my child…” The voice had seemed to hesitate, and the Boss exchanged looks with Schwartz. Then, almost as an afterthought, the voice continued, “We demand…umm…five million dollars as her…in exchange for her.”

Adrian studied the mark for a long moment before finally speaking. “The Bratva.” Silence. Nathan felt the shift in the air instantly. The Bratva, the Russian Mafia. Nathan had heard whispers about them, but Adrian had always kept them at arm’s length, making sure they never got a foothold in the city. They operated in the shadows, ruthless and precise. And now, they had just left a mark inside Adrian’s stolen shipment. Luca exhaled, running a hand through his hair. "shit.” Nathan clenched his jaw. This wasn’t just a message.

He looked so fragile that he could break if touched. What the hell am I thinking of? I thought to myself and took my eyes off him and turned to his father. “Please sir, you said I can use anything to pay my debt. I'm willing to use him and that is if you'll accept him,” his father answered while smiling broadly. I wondered how he had the heart to sell his son without remorse. Not only that, but I mean, he didn't even think twice about selling him. Miguel POV: Unsurprisingly I was sold to Mr. red eye whose name I was yet to know. One thing was sure, he was a man with authority and from my perspective I concluded that he was a Mafia boss.