The Mafia King Broken Rose Novels & Stories

If there would be any other Mafia don, he would use her to make a good profit for him but King, not only save her but acted too fiercely for disrespecting her. " Umm.. yesterday you were really like a hero.. umm I like it... Hehe.. " she thought while blushing. " Oops, I was too scared yesterday, I didn't thank him, not only that, I didn't even talk to him and behaved strangely, would he be angry at me? " " Wait for a second, he didn't call me in the morning, and leave so early, is he mad at me? " " Yes, he is a Mafia King, he works at home and usually didn't go outside, but today he leave so early, it is clear that he didn't want to see me today because I made him feel bad yesterday.. "

Max growled in frustration and put his hand over Stella's mouth to shut her rant up and snapped, "I am not working for Ethan! What the hell is wrong with you, woman? Ranting on and on about fucking?" Author's Note: WHO IS WANTING DAILY UPSPREEESSSSS?! My readers, that's who! YAY~ LOL So, I'll try to update as much as possible and you try to leave reviews and comments to encourage me as much as possible? Deal? THIS IS A MAFIA DEAL! If You break it, I will send Varys after you. But I feel like that would be like a treat to you guys instead of punishment. :/

"I am sorry Miranda, please try to understand that I can't get away from him now. Salvatore not only owns the biggest casino in the city but he also has branches all over the globe. He is as wealthy as he is powerful, they even named him the Mafia King." I looked up at my father, it's just like saying that I couldn't say no and I have no choice. The old man said they would kill him if I didn't agree.

*Harper* While monsters roared under the streets, I was spooning soup into Rafe’s stubborn mouth in my apartment. Lili sat at my side, her phone out, scrolling news feeds she wasn’t reading. I knew he was doing something terrible tonight, and for once, I didn’t ask myself how much blood. I only wondered when he’d come back to me whole. Rafe caught my wrist, his pulse weak but steady. “He’s going to break that man for me,” he rasped, his voice dry. “He’s going to break his boy first.” I nodded, pushing the spoon closer to his lips. “I know.”

There was something in his tone, soft, resolute, that silenced Riccardo and me. "Do you think the Valenti will stand down?" I said. "I hope so." Rafael exhaled slowly. "I kept the payment above board and official. No secret deals. I don't want their stain on our family again." "Hope," Riccardo said with a snort, picking a grape from the bowl. "That's a poor strategy for a mafia don. Rafael shot him a warning look, but before he could reply, the doors opened. Rosalia appeared, her steps light, her smile brighter than I’d seen since the engagement party. She wore a simple cream dress, her blonde hair cascading over her shoulders, and for a second, the entire mansion seemed to breathe again.

“You are blind and worthless. The only good thing that has happened to you, is your connection to my family. What use do you think you have for Raffaele? He'll toss you aside in three days!” Raffaele. That was his name. “And you know what?” His jaw clenched as he leaned in. “Im putting an end to your mother's treatment. Let's see how long she can survive without my help.” No. The room spun, and a dull ache spread at the back of my head. Red clouded my vision, and before it could fade away, I slapped him across the cheeks. Hard. The sound pierced through the room, while Enzo stood stunned. He stood rooted in his spot for a couple of seconds, until his shock made way for something darker.

There was something oddly familiar about him, like I'd met him before, but I couldn't place where or when. "What is a mafia don's greatest weakness?" Because my vision had shifted to Vincenzo, I noticed his body go rigid the moment he heard the question. When I looked into his eyes, I saw it. It was easy to miss, but I'd seen it. Subtle, yet unmistakable. Pain. A feeling I knew all too well. His gray eyes immediately darkened on me. "It's easy," he replied to the question without bothering to concede to the man who'd asked the question. "Money."

“One more word, Simon, and I’ll rip your eyeballs out and feed it to you, got it?” Simon nodded quickly. Tate looked at me, curious. I leaned back, turning my attention back to Milene, lying still. Her hair was pinned tightly, except for one piece that curled over her temple. I wrapped it around my finger. I couldn’t wait to see how controlled she really was. I carried Milene into the motel room and set her on one of the beds. I pulled a twig out of her hair letting her hair fall loose. I stood straight. Tate sighed. “ Her family and the head of the Mafia family which is Dante will want revenge.”

Don't call me or I will be in trouble. I was glad that she didn't ask anything and just replied, ‘Okay’. I was over the moon for succeeding my mission. “Rafael Romano, your day is finished. No matter what big Mafia you are, you are nothing in front of the Ivanov's. They will vanish you with the snap of their fingers. You have no idea Aunt Rosaline is the Mafia Queen. Once she gets to know you kept her daughter hostage she will cut you in pieces and feed them to the dogs.”

In the mafia there are certain codes that you have to follow but when your best friend is the Mafia King those codes come at you from all areas. One of the codes is a brother code and the number one is not dating Isadora King, his baby sister. Easy right? What if I told you that I tried to stay away from her but Isadora is not like any of the other female conquests. She wasn’t just someone I wanted to fuck. She and I had this attraction to each other for as long long as I can remember but we never acted on it. Then one night I was at the club when I saw her.