The Mafia Boss Captive Novels & Stories

Ivan ordered. " Okay Boss" the captor went towards Dante whom was seated on the chair, discarding the blindfold from his face as he untied him. Dante stood up like the Mafia Don he is, looking at his wrist which showed the scar of the rope used in tying him. "How dare you! you've made a mistake by underestimating my actions. If you didn't get fearful of me you should have been fearful of the king of the underground. What were you thinking? that by capturing me you'll freely take over my domain, are you insane or were you born this stupid?. Basically a cat has nine lives so does a mafia don, I'll kill you i swear it!! I will kill you untill you're dead. He said angrily glaring at Ivan

She wasn't the extraordinary with blue eyes or an hour glass body but she was far more attractive than those desperate wannabes. She was a ticking bomb. A bomb that made me realize I had a fucking fiancée, Stella. And what I was doing, was fucking wrong. Lusting over a girl who was far younger than me? She made the Italian Mafia boss kneel on his knees. And the boss was me. Fucking me. Zeus Serafino -- Capo of the Italian Mafia. An angelic laugh brought me back from the daze I was in. Her eyes flickered to mine for a moment but soon went back towards the screen. I could see a patch of faint redness creeping up her cheeks.

“He was at one of my clubs, drunk might I add, before saw me. He claimed that ‘Ezra D’Caprio’, in his eyes, ME, ruined everything for him alongside his wife. He started public shooting, and almost killed three girls at the club. Thankfully, the cops weren’t around the scene when we got out, and people were yet to arrive in full numbers. But I had to close down for a while. Now, I came here because if men are going to end up coming to Moscow to ruin my business, then I am going to have to deal with you.” “You’re part of the mafia, aren’t you?” “Isolated or not, it runs in our blood. I am Pakhan, or in other words, Boss bossov.” Boss of Bosses. “Or what you call a Capo dei Capi.” “Separated or

" The boss is here " Alessio announced rather gleefully to the man which was hung upside down in the dimly lighted Attic that way dripping water at the corner. The sheep has been taken by the Italian Mafia men, alongside three other men of Zainy's. Maximo Santino has been informed by his men about their capture. Zainy's men has been having their fun in a stripper's club when Marco Storm in with his own Italian men. Trust maximo's members to fight to death till they get their heart desires.

The dress, well, it wasn’t the one I would have chosen, but it exuded the wealth and power that I was about to marry into. But no amount of perfection could hide the ugly, horrific truth. This marriage was a lie. And I was a captive bride in all but name. It had all started when I was trying to help my best friend Ilsa, a detective with the LAPD, and her husband Roman, don of the Marchetti Mafia, save a young Russian girl—Sveta Orlov—who had been ripped from her family at the expense of her maniacal father. Since I was the only one that Ilsa knew who spoke Russian, they had brought her to me, and I had helped concoct a foolproof plan.

she gave out. “Rocks spared their lives,” I said. After the war, the Parcafis were held captive for a few months. I knew the Rocks had made it a long duration to cast other mafia leaders' minds off it. In the Mafia, When a prey is caught. Other lions come to feed. They make ammendments. Offers. False promises. Just to get the prey. An when they finally get, they become brutal. Possesive. We were the lions. Only a few mafia leaders were able to grasp information on what had happened after those months.

"They exploit us. The Boss, as they call him, is the father figure of all the Mafia and syndicates. He wields too much power for any of his subordinates to defy. Even in his youth, he was extraordinary, his abilities and intellect setting him apart. He played with them, no one could approach him. Yet, he managed to have a wife and child. He was a good father and husband. Until his wife succumbed to a grave illness. His child, however, committed suicide. No one knows why," "Suicide? How do you possess knowledge of his personal life?" The woman nodded. "I served them when I was younger. However, due to a mistake on my part, they captured me. I couldn't bear witnessing what they do to those the

“He has a gang, you know, the typical mafia shit,” Nora was aware, he had a whole dungeon in his house for a reason. She knew he was not all that innocent but she also knew he would not hurt an innocent person, that much she was sure of. “His house has about ten to twenty men on a daily basis, he has two top men, Nicho and Ted, Nicho is the crazy one that kidnapped me, surprisingly, Luca sent him here with me, crazy man,”

she muttered with gritted teeth. Back in Andville City, Maximillian's men managed to bring him the culprit behind Mavis' abduction and torture. Not only that, the culprit's men, especially those who touched Mavis, were also chained behind their boss. All of them were on their knees in front of the most feared mafia boss in the country. At the side, one of his men was tending to the furnace as if preparing for something. "Joross," Maximillian called after lighting his cigarette. "You just never learn your lesson. You even went as far as laying your goddamn dirty hands on someone you should not have even looked at."

‘I am a Victim. One dreadful night, I woke up. I was blindfolded with a tie and my hands knotted with thick rope. I was captured by a ruthless Italian-American Mafia. My father owed him a huge amount of money and he was going to get it back by breaking me into pieces until I was completely ruined. He was the deadliest, merciless and most handsome man I had ever known and I was his muse for his cruel pleasure. And in twisted ways... I got to like it. DARK MAFIA ROMANCE.