The Mafia And His Angel Novels & Stories

He asked me. “So you’re looking for something serious then?” I asked back, earning myself a defeated sigh from him. “Listen Cole, you don’t need to tell me exactly who you are or what you do but given the reactions you have gotten from people I kind of have an idea, therefore I don’t want any part of it.” I state and before he could say anything I stand up from the booth and quickly walk back into the kitchen, letting a few minutes pass before going back outside but when I do, I see that the booth that we were sitting at is now empty, hating the feeling of disappointment that I was mustering up from within inside of me. I sigh, biting my lip as I walk over to the booth to pick up the mug he

There was a note of tenderness in his voice the whole time, indicating that he would not harm her. He's reckless and dangerous still he was calm with her last night. He had made it crystal clear, if there's any future it will be with him. Her heart went off rhythm when she heard mafia from him. There was dread in her stomach. She could still feel it. She was expecting him to be a rogue, cruel businessman but not a mafia. What would he do for a living? Killing people? Selling drugs among youngsters? kidnapping? Human Trafficking? Prostitution?

He expresses his confusion via his facial expression. “I put you in a position where you had to shoot someone, again. I guess Harlow was right. I just become your weakness, I’m not good for you, maybe we’re not-” he cuts me off saying, “Don’t finish that sentence.” He cups my cheeks and kisses my tears away, saying, “I’m sorry. I brought this upon you, if the mafia life was something that I’d never have been associated with, then, Santino’s brother would’ve never turned up. It’s the demons of my past that are hurting my angel, you’re my angel. The only light in my life filled with darkness, Tesoro. Never, ever think otherwise. I love you.”

LILY’s POV “Mafia is a process, not a thing. Mafia is a form of clan cooperation to which its individual members pledge a lifelong commitment to. Friendship, connections, family ties, trust, loyalty, obedience… this was the glue that held us together.” – Joe Bonanno

Sometimes, I’d try to talk to him, offer a light comment or a gentle smile, but he’d only look at me with those cold piercing eyes of him and remind me of our arrangement. “Don’t get carried away, Joan. This is business, nothing more,” he’d say, and each time, it felt like a knife twisting in my chest. But tonight… tonight felt different. I’d been walking down the hall, just trying to clear my head, when I heard voices. My curiosity got the better of me. I slipped into the shadows near the doorway and saw Derrick, standing with his right hand men, Santi and Ace. I was too far away to make out everything, but phrases floated over to me, the words “mafia,” “Godfathers,” and “pressure.” My hear

“Easy for you to say, sitting safely in your father’s house in L.A. while I’m being hunted in mine.” His eyes flickered. “At least I’m not an imp.” “Excuse me?” I shot up, the chair scraping. ‘You don’t get to call him an “imp.’ Not when you’re no better.” “You’re mafia too!” I yelled. “You’ve killed, lied, and used people. Just like him.” “You’re both monsters. And once I’m done playing this part, I’m leaving the country. For good. No more running. No more looking over my shoulder.”

Angel glanced between the two men and shrugged. “What I needed to, to get Jordan on board. His dad will not follow me, he will fight, but I can make short work of him if he keeps on. So, I told Jordan about the last man who thought I was just a supposed pretty face.” Damian lifted a brow but it was Antonio who answered. “The worst part about what Angel did to that man was cut off his dick.” Damian glanced back at Angel who only shrugged again. “I’m not a good woman, I belong to the mafia, my sins run deep and the blood I have spilled runs like a river. You can go, if you like, you wouldn’t be the first,” she told him in all honesty.

One hour later. The story plot was simple, the mafia devil killed angel's whole family and in return she is going to kill him for vengeance. Angel, in this book is working as his maid but the devil is getting suspicious about his new beautiful maid and all he want to do is know her more but she has kept her identity in furtive.

“Now listen very carefully,no one speaks to me in that manner,not even the Mafias. I wrecked you? Do you know what your little bitch self had done to me? You are the manipulator here! I have been out of my mind recently and it's all your fault…you keep occupying every single place in my head (he tightened his grip)..I can get rid of you anytime,and trust me no one in this city and country would suspect me and your body will not be found. We made a contract..I saved your ass many times you ungrateful slut,now let me warn you, you better not push me to the wall! Drive me crazy one more time,you will be forgotten,your little nieces will be my toys as soon as they are of age” He released her. An

I shouted. “Apparently not every detail, Ariel. You didn’t tell me about the mafia boss. Even when you received his precious gift. I gave you the chance to tell me. I even took you to his club, but still, you didn’t say a fuckin word about it.” she spat, her face was twisted with disgust.