The Mafia Boss Captive Novels & Stories

I couldn’t be more fucking wrong… Because two and a half years later, the case had been closed. Justice hadn’t been served. Agron was walking free… Without a warning, without any penalty at all. Not even a fine. Not even community service. Absolutely nothing. He was a free fucking man… And he’d used it to his advantage. And kidnapped me. Making me his captive. Taking me away from the one good thing that had happened to me after years of suffering. Lorenzo Salvatore. People needed mafia men like Lorenzo to point at, and say that they were the bad guys.

Another of the main said. “What?” I shrieked, “What do you mean? Who ordered that?” “Our boss did, and your father was in agreement to taking you as repayment.” The first man said. “This is bullshit! You can't take me, what will happen to my sister?” I shouted. “That's not our problem. Just come with us, or we'll have to use force.” The second man said, moving forward slightly. I tried to run, but they were bigger and faster than me, so I was caught in no time. I struggled and kicked, but the man holding me only stood still, like a solid wall of muscle.

“The attempt to have Cassie kidnapped by Mikael?” The mention of Cassie made Bain’s blood boil, though his expression remained unreadable. Randish paled. “That’s—That’s a lie.” Bain exhaled sharply, then snapped his fingers. The door swung open, and his men dragged in a bloodied man—mikael himself, the mexico mafia boss, barely conscious but alive enough to feel terror. mikael groaned, struggling weakly. His once-pristine suit was soaked with his own blood, his fingers broken, his face swollen from the beating Bain’s men had given him.

"Sir. We haven't made much progress. They're sticking to their story." "We'll see about that." Matteo entered, and I followed, immediately wishing I hadn't. The room was exactly what I had feared—concrete walls, a single light hanging from the ceiling, and two men bound to chairs in the centre. They were both young, maybe early twenties, with blood already staining their faces from previous questioning. The sight made my stomach turn, but I forced myself to stay composed. I had asked for this. I needed to see it through. Matteo approached the captives, his demeanour completely changed. Gone was the man who had held me gently, kissed me with tenderness. This was the mafia boss, cold and calcu

Fuck the heart break, I don’t think I can take it anymore. I started kissing him back without any sing of objection on my face, I might never get this chance again nor I could see him craving for me like this ever. At least I will have these moments to cherish even if he somehow forgets about me, I would be the one holding onto it. I’ve fallen for the mafia who held me captive, my heart couldn’t speak the same language my mind did and I could do nothing about it as I myself chose to shut the doors of my mind down. I was with him and it never felt so right despite of it being truly wrong.

Infamous Aleksander Konstantinov is a prominent executive with an unblemished reputation, a flawless image, and a life anyone would envy. Pragmatic by day, he projects the persona of a proper, upstanding gentleman—the quintessential prince charming women dream of in fairy tales. In reality, he is insidious. When the moon rises, a twisted, frivolous, and dangerous man emerges. Under the cover of night, his dark side and most vicious desires seize his relentless, obsidian soul, unleashing every demon within him.

“Amber checked what other information he sent to Meximburg. These fucking Russians forgot there place. Make sure they don’t get any clue about Dini to save her from unwanted attacks. They surely try to harm her in any way. “ He looked at Mikhail’s dead body and said while spit on it “Thanks me Mikhail that I give you more time to tell me your Scumbag fucking Boss residence, because the whole mafia world has only one CAPO or BOSS that is Falcone D’Alberto. Amber kept him in the rat cell and made more art on his body till his boss’s body will join him tomorrow…..and don’t disturb me again at this time. You are well capable of handling this kind of issue.” he smashed his face under his shoes. "

She said while raging and trying to get off from the ropes Felix's face were opposite of Layla that's why she couldn't see him . He started laughing at her Mia's words and stood up from his seat . "Aww my cute little wild cat, are you this much brave now to disclose my secret to my wife? Tsk tsk , sorry but that's not gonna happen . Cause I won't repeat the same mistake which I did earlier" The captive girl scrunched her face in confusion but it turned into a feared one when Felix pointed a gun at her head .

Sierra and Jay rise from their plush seats when I amble toward them, my hands shoved into my pockets. Her worried gaze meets mine. “Everything okay?” “Fine.” I shrug. “More drugs.” We get into the car, and Jay navigates the streets to Valeriya’s place with ease. “What if she doesn’t talk?” I focus on the scenery while we cruise into a more upscale section of the city. Blackmail—maybe the doc has something we can blackmail her with. Access will be key. “She will,” Sierra says. I run my knuckles across my cheek. “I don’t like it. Half the money to Ricardo goes missing. You’ve got an empty warehouse that should be full. Your showrunner here is a mafia princess with a chip on her shoulder. The s

My best friend, my partner in crime (well, figuratively speaking), and the one person who could always brighten my day no matter what. I parked my car right next to one of the many luxurious cars lining the parking lot and stepped out, smoothing down my dress and taking a deep breath. The idea of seeing Emilia after so long made my heart race with excitement, but there was also a small knot of unease in my stomach. Mansions like this didn’t belong to ordinary people, and Emilia’s vague descriptions of her “boss” who turned out to be Alaric Castillo, was anything but ordinary. One of the most feared and ruthless Capo in the mafia.