The Mafia King Broken Rose Novels & Stories

Tears started flowing from her eyes. "Here we go again starting with this innocent girl act of yours. Crying like you never knew any of these. You absolutely used your body to get all the shining luxuries you pathetic whore. Look what you have gotten yourself into. Turning into a pet for the mafia king for money. You know what? Soon, Kevin will get tired of you and eventually discard you, so enjoy it while it lasts, baby." His venomous words were more than what Rosalia could take at that moment. Unable to think of anything else, she ran out of that place.

Hello dear, Mafia King, Hope you liked this gift. Hope this gift reminds you, your beautiful past. Did you like the present? Do not worry I will send this gift again and again until I found your heart to kill it. You want to protect your men right? But alas! You have failed to do it. Just look at the box it is the proof that you failed on your people. A man like you can never be a perfect mafia king. Do you know why? Because you are broken. I know your men searching for my men like dogs but you will not get any benefit from it. Because those men do not know about me. They don't even know what was inside the box. They do this type of odd job for money. I do not care if you killed them.

He wasn’t getting out of here alive and it was a fact he had known the instant Leonardo’s men had hauled him into the sub from the busy suburbs of New York. How he had been found was beyond him, but he must have been a fool to even imagine that he could get away from the D’Angelo clan and that too from Draco himself. Leonardo Draconis D’Angelo was called the Mafia King for a reason. He was known to kill first and ask questions of the dead body.

My breath hitches as I reach for him again, pleading, “Please.” He stares at me for a long moment, his face softening just for a second, like he’s about to give in. But then it hardens again, like a mask snapping back into place. “You don’t understand. Being a mafia king isn’t just about power and money. It’s about family, legacy. Without an heir, everything I’ve built will crumble.” He steps closer, his words a low whisper, but they cut deeper than anything. “I love you, Rose.”

She looked like a lost puppy, and he was enjoying it. Florina was on the verge of fainting. She was already on the run from the Russian mafia, and now she had landed herself directly in the American Mafia's den. She knew about Sebastian King; one of her friends was trying to get some information about him but dropped the idea after knowing he was one of the most dangerous and powerful mafia in the country, and that's how Florina knew Sebastian King. She had seen him in newspapers and magazines, but the man was a treat to the eyes. She wanted to take her time and admire his form, but who was she kidding? All her attention was on the gun he was holding, and she understood what he wanted.

He thinks I’m too much of a coward to actually do it? “I was hoping your little boyfriend or Rosa would barge in running to come to your aid but it looks like I was wrong. It’sfunny how I was able to manipulate the mafia to pick you for trafficking but once they learnt you were a King, they dropped the idea. I hated the Kings all my life. They had too much power and influence and my wife had to bear his child imagine the pain and hurt I felt. You can’t blame me for serving justice.” “This is for my mom, you pig.” I scream and pull the trigger firing multiple times.

Rose yelled. I turned to look at her, my mind filled with anger as she stared at me. “That’s enough Rose, that’s fucking enough and chat take the drama, it’s always drama with you, every fucking time, whether is the neighbor just trying to have a good time, do you know why no one ver invites us to anything, it’s because of you, do you know why no one ever wanted to play with Sarah, because their parents never wanted to have anything to do with you and for fucks sake when you go to court to want your grand son custody, ask for a fucking divorce too, Liam is a mafia king, we are nobody’s and the only reason we are not dead is because of the fucking fact that he respects us fucking enough,” Vic

“Marry me Giselle.” He breathes into my neck. “I can't, you belong to another Romero.” I whisper. Giselle Gilmore, a girl whose past has been turned upside down in a life of crime and violence gets involved with Romero De La Rosa, the most feared and powerful Mafia Lord and becomes too attached to his daughter Lauryn De La Rosa. When she gets a chance to reunite with the family, a long time family alliance made with another Mafia family engaging Romero De La Rosa to another woman in marriage appears and any bridge of the arrangement will lead to the biggest war ever witnessed in the underworld. Will Romero De La Rosa bend backwards to the underworld rule or will he fight for his love.

“I’ve been in this stupid house for two weeks now, I haven’t stepped my foot outside, I just sit all day in my room, no phone, no family to talk to, all the maids are scared to talk to me and I’m going to be stuck here in this empty house with a dark lonely man like you.” Alfonso’s eyes snapped wide at my last word and before I could process what was going on, he snatched the flower case close to me and smashed it to the wall. “Get out.” He yelled as tears fell down his eyes as he went on to break more things. I stood there in shock, my brain finding it hard to process whatever was going on. The sound of breaking glass filled the room as Alfonso unleashed his anger, but instead of fear, I fe

Ronald rejected her request without hesitation. "Listen to me, I'm serious. Didn't I tell you earlier about Jayden cooperating with Mr. Zackary? The condition that Jayden gave Mr. Zackary was to transfer the shares that he held in the Imperial Group to him. I am worried that, in return, the condition that Mr. Zackary gave him might be detrimental to you. I heard that Mr. Zackary was previously a member of the mafia abroad and was extremely vicious. Be careful." Elizabeth said while looking at him with a face full of worry. "Are you worried about me right now?" Ronald looked at her. His black eyes seemed to be lit up by something, and in an instant, they became resplendent and enchanting.