The Mafia Boss Captive Novels & Stories

He has Francesca in his custody and Leonardo isn't about to risk her life for anything, anything at all "Yes Sir" Leonardo nodded "Good, you may proceed to meet the interview host" Antonio urged ..... Lily slowly opened her eyes and she was unable to see anything as the dark room she was in spined around her She winced as she sat up, where is she? The Mafia boss was going to kill her but he changed his mind, is he keeping her captive? Lily made to stand on her feet but she suddenly a lady's figure crouched in a dark corner of the room and she flinched, almost falling

Because Clifford killed their commander, the ones who previously kidnapped me were terrified of him and did not appear until now. But as the saying goes, if you truly love someone, you will accept even their darkest moments, so that's what I did. I tell myself that he is Clifford, my husband, despite the fact that I am a bit afraid of him when he becomes upset with the person he is speaking to on his cell phone. The Mafia Boss Clifford, not him. So I have nothing to be afraid of. He gave me a tour of his life. He described his experiences to me. He provided me a peek into his life spent using firearms and other weapons. He demonstrated to me how the transaction is a "underground transaction.

I refused to believe him and threatened him to stop his cheap tricks. Then he sent me your photo. I called him back and he told me to meet him the next day. I went to meet him the next day and I got shocked to see that it was Elijah ,the mafia boss. He informed me about your whereabouts and confessed to me that he kidnapped you as he desired to marry you. I was so mad at him that I didn't know what to do. I knew that nobody could help me as he was the mafia. He tried to make me understand his feelings but I refused to listen to him and

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.

CRISTO My eyes popped out of my sockets in awe when I saw life slipping out of Madoff's body through my phone. Diane was unaware that I planted a microchip camera on her dress. I knew she had guts but for her to kill a Mafia Boss in his office, that was definitely on another level. “Now it's time, Secure the bag." The text from Antonio on my phone read. I deleted it at once to avoid any trace. Somehow, Diane who was on her Vendetta had made the mission easier on one hand and complicated on the other.

her voice was barely above a whisper. Imani clamped her hand over her mouth, eyes wide with disbelief. Surprise had taken hold of her, threatening to spill from her lips in an uncontrollable gasp. Imani could hear her heart pounding in her chest. Of course, she knew about the mafia, but it was one of those things you never paid attention to. There were only rumors, and at times the police would be investigating, and suddenly the investigations would come to an end. She had thought it was because they were unable to prove anything. To have Elena sit across from her, with terrified eyes and tell her she had been the mafia's captive was unsettling. "H... Hh... How? Wh... why? What did they want

There was a tall man in black suit, he was armoured and by judging his appearance, I assumed he was a guard. “Where am I?” I asked him in a low voice. “You are at our Capo’s estate, Signora.” He answered. “Your Capo? Where am I exactly?” I asked him and pressed my details, his English was broken and he mentioned a boss. “Sorry, Signora, I am not allowed to give you more details. Signor Marcello is coming here. You can ask him.” He said and again stood like a stone statue. My heart was racing hundred miles per second. I was at a mafia’s place, they all are cruel and dangerous man. They’d not blink twice before killing me and on the basis of my personal experience, Vincent shows no mercy on hi

"I have every right to do as I please with you because I own you, and your Rosa must have made you come here to pay her debt." "Debt? That's impossible," I angrily shouted, panting heavily. "Nana can never owe a monster like you, let alone have anything to do with one!" "Your Nana, or should I say the infamous Donna Rosa, former mafia lord and leader of The—" Kael began. As Kael's words echoed in my mind, I felt like I was drowning. My Nana, a mafia lord? It couldn't be true. She was always so kind, so gentle. Could those same hands have pulled triggers, and ordered hits?

The once-sniveling child who used to cling to his legs, begging for scraps of kindness, now stood before him, transformed into a man he could hardly recognize. “Mafia...” he muttered, his tone betraying his unease. Frederick Duval gnawed at his fingernails, unable to hide the worry etched into his weathered face. He struggled to reconcile the dangerous figure before him with the boy he discarded 24 years ago. That weak, crying child had grown into someone formidable—someone who now held the power of a ruthless Lafleur executive, a criminal syndicate infamous across Marseille.

Only heartbreaking screams of agony can be heard. “Turn on the lights,” Robin instructed. One of the guards dashed to turn on the electricity. Robin waited for the light to turn on before continuing his steps. *** “Let me go!” A woman screamed as a man sat on top of her body on the floor. A thick cable is used to tie both of her hands. When the light came on, Carita's face was filled with horror as she watched the mafia member she relied on collapse around her. The remaining quarter had been apprehended by Robin Luciano's men, kneeling in a tied position with their mouths gagged.