The Mafia Lord's Secret Lover Mga Nobela at Kwento

His spy will keep searching for means of my livehood but will never see, they would want yo know the love of my life but she's taken, they will only see me to be the gay and abnormal man, drinking to stupor at a club or bar after some hectic days at the gym center. "Oh Emilia..." I groaned out in pains, my heart weeping at the way she was shot dead. They never allowed me to bury her, they took her corpse from me. One of the weird things which makes me to retire from me my mafia position. What's the use of being a mafia lord yet , I could not save my wife, I could not retrieve her corpse from my enemies. Some said, her stomach were ripped apart and her foetus which was my first fruit fed to D

Who is she fucking and how is it that the guy got so damn lucky? I wish I was that lucky. But with my arranged marriage to Elena Kubikova, the chances are low. Pizdets! But I can’t think of that now. My mind is fully occupied with my chief accountant and her naked pictures. I glance at the time on the clock. It's clear that Maurice won't be showing up today. This is just another instance of him making empty promises and then not following through. My pants are still hanging halfway down, splattered with my own cum. That was one big fucking orgasm I just had. My chief accountant just blew my mind unlike any woman before.

**Vanessa’s POV** "Woah!" I exclaimed as I fell into the arms of a strong man. Luckily, he was quick to catch me and steadied me. I turned around to face the man, who had a well-chiseled face, piercing blue eyes, and a strand of hair falling over his forehead. How did I know he was part of the mafia? Maybe it was the distinct tattoos and the rings he wore that gave it away. "Hi..." I stammered.

Or when they'd tear the page of the model or actress they liked and keep it somewhere secret, or stalk her everywhere they could find her and see all the movies they could get their hands on. Michael had never done this for no other reason but the simple truth - he'd never really been that much attracted by anyone. But it was right then and there, miles away from the world he knew and the people he was used to, that he realized if he ever had to choose one person to look in secret, and who was the embodiment of all the things Michael wanted to touch and taste- this was the man sitting opposite him in the armchair. The man was almost his age, or perhaps a year or two older.

If I find out you're lying to me, I wouldn't come for you_ I'll come for the people you love the most. He shook his head vigorously. "No please. I'm not lying. Please." I let Flex untie the man and send him away. While I remained in my spot processing the piece of info he gave me. Alexander Greyford again. He had a pregnant mistress then he wanted to get rid of his wife. Now this is something straight out of those true crime show grandmother loved to watched. The sound of my phone ringing drew my attention, I turned toward my phone pressing the answer button hastily when I saw it was a call from the hospital.

Hello Everyone. I just want to use this opportunity to say thank you for reading my books and for those of you who support it... Thank you a million more time and readers are just as special ☺️. The Mafia's Lover has come to an end but don't be too quick to Jump the boat because it's not over untill it's over. So without Further Adieu, I am proud to announce the sequel of the Mafia's Lover. THE MAFIA'S DAUGHTER.

"My name is Elena Vance. Or perhaps you know me better by my maiden name... Elena Rossi. Your father’s first wife. The one he supposedly divorced twenty-five years ago." ​Vivian’s mind spun into a chaotic vortex. "My father... he never told me about you." ​"Of course he didn't," Elena laughed, a sharp, bitter sound. "Because he stole my family’s portion of the Medici ledger. Your father was no saint, Vivian. He was a thief who fell in love with a pretty American girl—your mother—and decided to betray the very syndicate that built him. He hid the ledger, and he left his dirty little secret with Arthur here."

Growing up together in the same building, made him understand and know more about the cartel boss's favorite little daughter. “Si, si, Juan… just a little disappointed with Papa.” Bianca tried to smile. “Is Papa in there? I want to try and persuade Papa again to get the mafiosos out of my party.” This girl looked at Juan's blue eyes with hope. "Hmm, Signore is back inside with the Capos." Juan looked at those light brown eyes calmly. He knew that the girl's wish would never come true. Juan really understood his boss, Matteo Acetta. Matteo, the leader of the Mafia Il Diamante cartel in Sicily, is known to be overprotective and strict about the rules for his two children.

Any lady would prostrate herself before this Adonis if it meant basking in his embraces and kisses. I don't strive for perfection, but this guy definitely exceeded my expectations. I can say with certainty that he has five packs of abs. Because we have so much in common, I would never leave my long-term partner for this man. Even if he has shortcomings, I couldn't be more in love with my partner, and we are preparing to marry shortly. I was watching for the perfect moment for him to propose to her. "Have you brought the money?" the query is. That person inquired. He never took his gaze away from the documents he was signing.

Alexander poured the remaining content of the cup into his mouth. Carlos stared at his boss for a while, he wondered how long a woman had interested his boss. Alexander was always a woman lover, Carlos had lost count of Alex’s number of mistresses and flings, although it never got past a one night stand, so now he wondered why the boss had decided to get married when he had never even had a girlfriend or lover. Oh could it be that his boss was up to something fishy? He could only asked himself, and watch the whole process of the situation. “Tiger, your uncle is here”. A bold head man said as he popped his head through the small opening of the door.