Temptress Hair Mafia Novels & Stories

“And I don’t plan to start now.” I gritted my teeth. Who the fuck is this woman? “You’re Cross, aren’t you?” she went on. “The big bad mafia boss. The one who seduced a cop and thought he could play both sides.” I still didn’t speak, but my blood boiled at the way she said it. She was toying with me. “Tell me,” She mused, her voice cutting through the water. “Did you really think she wouldn’t betray you?” My strokes faltered for half a second.

As if his hands were still there… still holding me. His fingers brushing slowly against my skin. His grip was tight almost possessive My breath caught. Was he.... lost too? Did he feel it? “No... no....” I shook my head quickly, trying to push the thoughts away. My hands ran through my damp hair in frustration. I shouldn’t feel like this. This is wrong. He’s not like that. This wasn’t.... intentional. It was an accident. He didn’t mean any of it. He’s not that kind of man.

I nearly yelled when I saw the numerous tattoo he had on, but one gripped my attention, and I knew instantly he was a mafia He threw his jacket on the couch and brush back his hair with his right palm, he was still on his mask, I can't see his face yet, but his hair was curly black as some of them fell to his face, even without seeing his face looking at his green eyes one can tell that he's fucking handsome.

"It seems like I won't need to wear a wig to maintain my image in the future. I will forever be the prince charming in your mother's heart." Aubrie stared at him, "Back then you were handsome, but now you have an old man vibe. People's hearts change. Now I like fresh meat!" Braylen sat on the armrest of the sofa with a smile, holding the woman's shoulders with both hands. "I used to have fake hair, all thanks to the Maddox Group. Now that I'm not using it anymore, my real hair will slowly grow back. Just give my hair some time, and in two years, I'll be a young and fresh face too."

Colton and I were the two most notorious good-for-nothings in the Sicilian mafia. My oldest brother, Dominic, was the Don of the Turner Family. My other brother, Luca, laundered money for the entire operation. That made me the Family princess who did nothing but max out my brothers' credit cards. Colton had been frail since birth. His hands shook whenever he held a gun. But his oldest sister, Serena, ran several arms routes in the south, and his other sister, Natalia, commanded one of the world's top assassin teams. One day at the racetrack, the four of them got to talking. "Since none of us can stop worrying about the little ones, why not put them together? Easier to keep an eye on both." J

Renee ran her hand affectionately on his hair like a mom does to her child. “Do you think I am stupid for not being able to recognise people? I have been running the Night Eagles mafia for seven years. They are not some local thugs who are thirsty for money but from my enemy gang. People here only want blood and flesh. Money has no place. It is a harsh but the nude truth of the mafia. The name is the only thing that I am yet to know, once it is done they are out of this world.” Two hours later…

He wanted to burn everything to the ground along with his father, and now his precious little wingtips were smoldering? Sweetness freezes when she feels my hands in her hair. Her long, golden locks frazzled after her morning, but she couldn't care less. They have conditioned her to put up with it, with what Trent wants. But who's her Master? I give the strands of her hair the odd tug to prove my point, but the small squeak she makes is only giving my dick all kinds of terrible ideas. A few minutes later, I’ve tied her hair into a lazy French braid and secured it with the elastic I grabbed.

"But seriously though, how much did he offer you?" Raising an eyebrow, Jennifer smirked. Her hands were almost free. Todd is an idiot to be in the Mafia. She thought as she snickered. His eyes darkened with anger. Her smirking face irritated him. He wanted her to cry and beg him to release her, yet here she was smirking in triumph. His jaws clenched as he grabbed a fistful of hair and pulled it back, making her let out a little scream. She winced in pain. His grip showed no mercy as he pulled her hair.

She was feeling like her childhood at the moment where there was no sign of treason or secret. TaeHwan crossed his arms around his chest and teased her, 'You cheated, Hea! Hea looked back and replied, 'It is not an ordinary game, it is a mafia game and the mafia establishes their own rules, right Hoso oppa? Hoseong shook his head with a dazzling smile and Hea hugged him again while laughing her ass out. They were happy to see the progress of her behaviour while Namjae did not appear as happy as they did. Noora watched him and drew towards him. She asked, 'Why don't you look pleased? Aren't you glad she's making progress?

“She wanted to stay with me for the rest of her life. She saw a future with me.” My voice cracked, as I became completely numb and hollow inside. “I was so sure of it…” 22 ADRIAN “Maybe it just became too much for her to handle. The thought of being with a mafia man,” Matteo murmured. “I mean, seriously Adrian? Did you really think it was ever going to work? That a simple bar waitress was going to pick up and leave everything behind… For an Italian fucking Capo? Our world, everything we know… It’s completely different from hers.”