The Mafia's Obsession Series 1 Novels & Stories

”Thinking about that news, I’ll love to join those groups, I think they are of mafia gang, God I love mafia lords, remember that story I once read, what’s the name again, the mafia lord obsession “ ”I’m still waiting for the continuation, the lady died at the last minute, I felt so pity for her, why will life treat her so unfair, she was betrayed by her family and boyfriend, sold to a mafia lord but ended up falling for him, when their love story was about to rise, boom she remembered who she really was, Gosh, but she’s stupid, why will she allow herself...“ ”Can you shut up already, you are disturbing my ears“ She shouts all of a sudden which made me flinched in fear, this is like the first

The mafia side built empires on the things those systems couldn't see. By 7:45 I was in the Maybach again, heading to the Bronx warehouse. Marco drove silent. I scrolled messages ,rival moves in Queens, a shipment delay in Jersey, a name I hadn't heard in years Enzo Bianchi surfacing in whispers.I closed the tablet. Some ghosts you didn't chase. You waited for them to come to you.Warehouse district smelled of rust and salt water. Luca waited outside the loading dock, cigarette between his fingers."Boss," he said, falling in step. "Everything's accounted for. No leaks.""Good."Inside crates stacked high, men in black jackets unloading discreetly. I walked the rows, checking seals. One crate h

Chapter 5 Sofia's POV I spent the rest of the day lost in thought, trying to imagine what tonight's event would look like. The thought of attending a mafia gathering, where the most notorious figures would converge, sent shivers down my spine. My first encounter with the mafia still haunted me - the memory of blood splattering everywhere, the sound of gunfire echoing through the chapel, and the lifeless body crumpling to the ground. It was a gruesome reminder of the world Mark inhabited, and now, I was being pulled into its depths.

Chapter forty nine(What does he want from me?) Sapphire's Point Of View: “Put her in the bag.". “Dave?" I muttered, unable to believe that my right hand man in the mafia family is working against me. Or was this not the same diligent Dave who was always at my beck and call. The same man who honored me like a Queen and respected me as his Mafia Quee- I felt something hit my head from behind, making my thoughts go blank for a while.

But the hunger for answers still gnawed at me. The something clicked "Silly girl, what if he had poisoned it?" I shook my head "Not possible, he wouldn't risk that much" Pushing the tray aside, I grabbed my laptop and opened the browser. Typing Nesa Caistro into the search bar, I held my breath as the results loaded. The first few links painted a grim picture: an organized Mafia group operating on a global scale, shrouded in secrecy and terror. The FBI had yet to collect solid evidence against them. My stomach turned as the pieces began to fall into place.

I gulped, trying to control the pounding of my heart. “The opening bid starts at five hundred and five million dollars.” The room became noisy. “Six hundred million...” I didn't know how long the bidding was going on, but I zoned out. The numbers continued to increase, higher and higher. Each voice twisted my stomach tighter. I could not force myself to look at the men who were bidding. I already lost my mafia princess status; I was no longer Lucia Romano, one of the most dangerous mafia families in Italy. I was just a prize, a slut, a possession, and another woman in a cage.

XXX Alexander Russo POV Why in the hell was everything so chaotic lately? My business partners Ashton and Eliseo had women locked up in their basements with no real plan other than to keep them there. I didn’t realize we were in the capturing women business, but alas, here we were. The final partner, Janus was on a rampage because Paradise Island had a drug dealer plaguing the island bringing in contraband, and for the life of me I couldn’t figure out who it was. This little contraband issue was causing problems for me since I was the one heading the police force and security. I was fucking failing miserably right now. What a shit show. Running a hand through my hair, I fell back into the so

"I ran away from home and took a job offer from the newspaper as a maid. When I found out what was happening here, it was too late for me to back out. Madame Jade might only command me to work as a maid for now, but it doesn't mean she won't command me to do something else in the future. She always said that if a man was looking for a fat blonde woman, she would throw me to the lions." "Who owns this place, Kamila?" May asked. Kamila didn't answer immediately. She glanced at the door for a few seconds before turning back to May. "He's a mafia," Kamila whispered. "His name is Nikolai. Nikolai Besolokov. He is also known as the Devil of the South. The north is run by Stone Black. Whis is why p

“Okay! Okay! No condiments required.” And just like that, their version of domestic bliss rolled forward: cravings, tears, chaos, and love in equal measure. In the heart of a mafia empire, with chaos and war always brewing somewhere outside their windows, Nico and Lucas built their own little world full of snack wrappers, belly rubs, and soft touches that never needed translation. Even if it smelled faintly of vinegar.

How did I end up here? From keeping the side of a dangerous mafia lord for three years, to work for a mafia boss as a prey. I wanted to step back, to run, to vanish back into the safety of the world I knew. Victor, the calm, collected man before me—was the same man who had almost killed me once, yet now he spoke as if nothing had happened. And he wasn’t even mentioning Adrian. Not once. Only work. Like we didn't have a history. “Are you in?” he interrupted. His tone left no room for hesitation. Sharp. Precise. Almost terrifyingly calm.