Taken By The Mafia King Novels & Stories

“It feels like there are eyes everywhere. I don’t like it. Can’t we move to a smaller house? Just the two of us?” The words tasted bitter in my mouth, but if I want to escape, I need to play this role well. He chuckled and held my hands. “Maya, I’m the king of the Mafia. I built my empire through blood and sweat. One silly mistake, and I’m gone. In my line of work, weakness can get you killed; that’s why I have to keep you hidden, for now.” Mafia? he said Mafia. Irish, think fast. “Arghhhh!” I cried, clutching my stomach.

Grey growled, gripping my hips harder before returning between my legs, drawing his tongue through every sensitive spot. My legs wobbled. My body shivered. My skin became feverish. My feelings were a mess. Grey, the powerful Mafia boss, the killer, the one who owned me, was on his knees before me. The sole sight filled me with an odd blend of fear, embarrassment, and wicked excitement.

. Everyone used to be afraid of me and my gang because we never failed any mission and I was fucking proud of my team. But still, King didn't make me his loyal man. I was still his driver but I was his favorite fighter. All because of me he had won many deals, bets, gambling, and missions. He fucking earned a lot of money because of me. I was his diamond! I was a bloody talk and famous in the underworld. King gave me LUCIFER name when I fought against King's biggest rival in a fighting match and eventually won, leading King to rule over the dead Mafia's gang under him! Many Mafia used to gamble or bet their money or possessions over my fight. Some also used to bring fighters from all over th

'Master said I should bring you some food " she said as she dropped the food on the bed . she turned to leave but I stopped her . "please help me " I said but she refused to say a word . "please I need to get home " I begged her , tears filling my eyes. "sorry i can't help you , because nobody can leave the mafia once you are in "she said and left before I could say anything I couldn't believe my ears , the mafia ? I am screwed , how the hell did I get myself into this mess ? I thought as tears streamed down freely down my face.

nothing changed. "I actually thought that after marrying you, king will change. I mean the way he argued even with his father at the competition just showed how much he cared for you. But I guess I was wrong. Whole Mafia knows, king is the most dangerous man here. He is ruthless and many times when I look at him, I just can't see any human staring back at me but some powerful being. When he looks at people he always has that look that other person is not important or even human in his eyes. But with you... I always saw something different. I guess I was wrong" she said and I looked away.

My tears streamed faster as I realized I was in the same car with killers, I visibly gulped my tears running like an open tap, I kept clutching the frame hard while staring at my house get smaller and smaller till we were out of my street into another. "Grip it harder and it will break" the Mafia King finally spoke up, I don't glance at him or acknowledge the fact he had spoken to me I just kept staring out the window, my face filled with dried salty tears. "I have a few rules I would like for you to know before we get to Italy"...

Livia's POV I'm on my best behavior for the rest of the day. I eat the food Rose brings me and ask her innocent questions about the mafia. Unfortunately for me, it seems the mafia does not sleep. While ‘normies’ activities are in full swing during the day, the mafia slows down, in recovery from the last night or preparing for the next night and when the rest of the world are sound asleep at night, the ones that belong in the dark come out to play. Fortunately for me, that means that Nikolai Volkov and his men will be away at work. It will be I, Rose and the usual staff of the house remaining here which gives my plan that much of a success boost. I cannot possibly attempt escaping in the day,

"I swear to god if you dont get your ass right here, I -" "FINE" I shouted taking a seat still quite further from him. Infuriating human. My stomach growled at the sight of the pizza and before he can say anything I took a piece for myself. Fortunately, he didn't say anything just took the remote going through N*****x. The guy doesn't even have a my list. I guess it is stupid to assume, the mafia king here watches N*****x he is bored. He probably does other things, but what? "What do you want to see?" He asks his eyes on me.

Is he seriously threatening me by showing me that freaking tape. I took a deep breath. "Okay, who is King?" I asked but I couldn't help the murderous glare I was giving him. An amused smile formed on his beautiful lips. Why is this bastard smiling now?? "He is our mafia king" "M-mafia king?" I stuttered. "do you belong to mafia?" Fear was evident in my voice. Do mafia's really exist.?. I was just out of criminal world, they do exist. It's not like I'm thinking about the werewolves.