The Mafia Lord's Secret Lover Novels & Stories

Finding out the answers to your question like I have found mine was the most terrifying thing that had ever happened to me. He lied from the start, sometimes I wonder if he is the same person I fall for or am I even in love with this fierce leader of the mafia? But unfortunately every time the answer comes the same, yes I am in love with this mafia man. The image of him kneeling in front of me treating my wounds touched my soul.

He couldn't have good looks and no heart, that was a rotten combo. "The auction starts now." The lady announced, they all had to wait for Lazza to arrive. "Alessia Romero is nineteen years old. A daughter of a CEO of a small bank in Rome. She was involved with one of Lazza's enemies thus making her a mafia enemy.” I scoffed at that. Who could have thought that I would stand in front of men to get sold? This had to be the depths that the love took me. Only if I knew, I could have given my relationship with Luca a chance to work

Amy uttered in pure abhorrence for the person who tried to harm her friend. “Girls… Girls…Hold on. Do you have any idea who that man is? What he is capable of doing to Gina? ” Mia spoke switching glances between her friends who grew silent hearing her question because both had no idea about the man. Mia exhaled a deep breath and decides to enlighten them. “He is Alvish Lorenzo, the mafia lord of the underworld. He is a very powerful man in Sicily.” Hearing this Amy let out a shriek and covered her mouth in surprise to which Mia only nodded her head.

I sighed and shook my head at her. I didn’t know why my chest tightened as I took it. It had been years since I last touched a newspaper. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. When I opened them, the front page greeted me—and the headline made my stomach drop. “Oh my God, Cassandra,” Lory continued. “Mr. Smith is looking for all the women who were once part of his life! His fiancée—oh, I mean, ex-fiancée—went psycho! Can you believe it? She had Mr. Smith beaten up after finding out about his past lovers. And that idiot, he let it happen! He’s a Mafia Lord, for crying out loud! Love really does make fools out of men. I thought they got married after we left Manila, but apparently not.”

A voice came from a distance revealing Lucifer with a reddened eyes and fuming face. "Is she yours, isn't she just a plaything!" The man growled. "She's mine coward!" Lucifer grinned as the man shifted back. "Yours?" Lucifer didn't respond as he took fast strides towards the man as a flying kick went across his face. Tatiana moved away as she breath heavily. In a swift, Lucifer knocked the man down removing his mask, he was also a Mafia Leader who had eyes on Tatiana ever since she came. He placed his legs on his chest pressing it against the ground as his boiled angrily.

“I’m afraid things around here don’t work that way. You do something for me and in return, I make sure she is unharmed. I hold the power around here.” Power—all this for that fickle thing. Our history had proved how men and women, great Mafia lords, had fallen prey to it, and had destroyed their own lives for it. One would think the generations had learnt their lessons from their predecessors, but every generation had men like Elias Morello. “You used my sister. You killed Carlos and Amara.” I scoffed. “And now you expect me to do your bidding? How dare you?” He stared at me silently, with amusement flickering in his eyes that soon changed to nothingness. “You know, your sister was quite ess

She leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, her eyes glancing toward the direction Bruno had just left. “Who was that?” she asked casually. I didn’t look up from the papers on my desk. “Bruno,” I answered. “One of the Mafia Dons who runs the city.” When I finally glanced up, I caught a sly smile playing on her lips. I narrowed my eyes. “Why are you smiling like that?” Lily quickly wiped the expression off her face. “What smile? I wasn’t smiling.” I gave her a long, knowing look. She was lying. And she knew I could see right through her.

God; he is into the Mafia. Neither is he the man I would want to have kids with. Which is the main reason I am here. No, Keirah… He is too young. All young guys want to do is have sex all day. Then why are you here? Is it not what you want? Back again at that question. No?! all I want is a good shot to get me pregnant in one score by Don Mauro. Where is he? This man is here, behind you, and he wants you.

he murmured. He signaled for a guard to bring over a metal chair, and I sat down right in front of Adam while Emilio slowly began walking in a wide circle around the tied-up man, like a wolf closing in on a rabbit. "Adam, Adam, Adam," Emilio started, his voice smooth and dangerous. "Do you know what this mafia hates most in this world? Lies, secrecy, and more importantly... betrayal."

she asked, crossing her arms over her chest. He leaned close, whispering with a naughty grin, “You tasted the coffee after me. That means you’ve already shared with me, like a wife does with her husband. That sip was an indirect kiss, baby. It proves you secretly love being my other half, even if you keep pretending otherwise.” Her mouth fell open; she bit her tongue, realizing her foolishness. “The wife of the mafia don is also a devil,” he chuckled darkly. “Mrs. De Luca.” “Oh my stars! Such a monster!” she scolded, her voice a mixture of irritation and fluster. He only smirked, satisfied with his victory.