The Mafia Boss Captive Novels & Stories

SIN POV. "PL...please, have mercy." What an asshole. If he thought his pitiful plea was going to make me spare his pitiful life, he was so fucking wrong. He had already messed up when he tried stealing money from me and passing information to my enemies. I am the fucking boss of the Italian Mafia. Even when people hear my name, it sends a shiver down their spine. They would piss their fucking pants just by the sound of my name. Nikolai Violenta

Estevan quickly carried her like a bride and ran her to the car. "Should we make a baby too?" Gabe whispered to Larisa. "Why not?" Larisa said seductively before kissing Gabe again. "You really know how to captivate me," Gabe uttered before pulling her closer to him. That is the story of how Larisa Castellan captivated the Mafia Boss. Sometimes, what we planned is not happening. But what we didn't plan is what's happening. And sometimes, we just have to go with what our fate is before the best things happen. The end

His voice was icy as the snowdrops during winter. I shook my head. I didn't. I didn't know that he was Capo Dante, the ruthless Mafia Lord who'd end a life, with just a single order. I didn't know that he was the Capo of the most powerful 'Ndrangheta in Italy. I didn't. “I am a Mafia boss, Grenade. I could kill you right now, and no one would care. And don't you ever try to negotiate with me.” He drawled slowly, his tone ominous.

Then I turned to face the man in the chair. “When you came to me, eyes swollen, begging for money to save your wife, what did I tell you?” I asked, though I didn’t expect an answer. I crouched beside him and pressed my thumb into the fresh wound on his thigh. He screamed. “Please stop,” he begged. “I have nothing to say. I didn’t betray the Cosa Nostra, from the moment you helped me to save my dying wife, my unwavering allegiance has always been yours.”

He addressed them. " Do we know where our boss is?" He asked and everywhere was silent. " He is being held captive by Theo. A baby Mafia. Someone who acem into this business just a few years ago. And we allow him to walk over us with those baby feet of his?" He charged and all the men gasped in disbelief. " Why did we let him go alone? Why didn't we follow boss? This is an insult!" One of the men said. " He gave strict orders that no one should follow him and did not leave any information on where he was headed." Another defended and they all murmured ohhh.

If Christian is cancelling his help, not letting anyone know that I’m here…that means he’s keeping me - maybe for a long time. Christian sees me comprehend and gives a slow nod, letting me see that I’ve got it right. I just stand there, staring at him, realizing that this is who I am right now. Not a homeless stripper. Instead…the captive of the Mafia King. God, how long is this going to last? “Do we even have anything to eat?” Frankie asks, breaking my dark train of thought as he pushes past me and into the kitchen. “Is there even any coffee?” “Whatever Francisco left for us last time is what we’ve got,” Christian says, pushing off the counter and starting to walk back to his bedroom. “Pull

The mafia boss wasn’t just a man; he was a force of nature, ruthless and commanding, and the boy could feel the weight of his deadly gaze as it bore into him. "Crimson! My love... I'm here. You’re safe now", He murmured softly while his voice was momentarily tender for her. The teenage boy took a step back while his hands rose slightly in surrender, "AZRAEL SARTORI- The Capo of the Sartorian Mafia" "Great that you know me", Azrael's voice was low and dangerous as he began to speak, "Touch her again, and I will end you. I don’t care who you think you are, you’re nothing compared to me."

Early morning light. The caption scorched her vision: Upcoming actress Ava Miles caught leaving a mysterious man’s room, using her body to climb the industry ladder? Her fingers tightened around the phone. This wasn’t an accident. This was a trap. Her knees weakened, and she grabbed the edge of a nearby chair for support. Charlotte whispered, horrified. “They don’t even know what happened!” “They don’t care,” Ava murmured, her voice hollow. “They only care about what sells.” Across the city, Lorenzo Brown’s office was a study in cold precision. Hudson stood stiffly, watching as Lorenzo examined the photo on the assistant’s phone.

"My father died. My mother left. Donatella hates me. Jovani died because he got caught in my world and you—" "I'm right here." He squeezed my hand gently. “And I want you to know that I'm not leaving you anytime soon.” "What happens when my world destroys you too? When Sergei comes back and you get caught in the crossfire? When loving me costs you everything?" "Lorenzo—" "I kidnapped you." The words tumbled out, raw and jagged. "I took you from your life. I made you fall in love with your captor and now you're so deep in my world you can't get out. What kind of person does that? What kind of monster—"

He wouldn't let this happen. He would come for me. He always did. Even | knew life with Massimo...his controlling hands, his unpredictable moods, and his obsessive nature was better than whatever this stranger had planned. Bootsteps scraped against the floor and I forced myself to lift my head. My captor, ugly and smug, a shadow of a man with teeth that caught in the lantern light, stood a few feet away watching me like I was somne prize animal he'd caught in a trap. His face looked like it had been