Novel & Cerita Through Smoke And Steel: A Mafia Romance

Hi! I'm excited to share my new M/M romance novel with you. Please take a look! ❤️ Title: Steaming the Rose Genre: MM Mafia romance Forced Proximity Childhood sweetheart BLURB "I can't do this anymore!" Easton cried, trying to break free from the man who had him pinned to the bed by his throat. ''It's been six years, Ilya! Six fucking years of abuse. When am I going to be free from you?" "Does it look like you have any choice?" Ilay smirked coldly. He produced his knife, wanting to carve his name into Easton's heart, so that every time Easton looked in the mirror, he'd know who he belonged to.

She had just finished her shift at the local café and was looking forward to a quiet evening with her brother. As she turned the corner, she heard the sound of shouting and commotion coming from a nearby alleyway. Curiosity getting the best of her, she decided to take a look. As she approached the alleyway, she saw a group of men dressed in black suits and sunglasses, surrounding a young man who was on the ground, bleeding profusely from a gunshot wound. Bella's heart began to race as she realized that she was in the middle of a Mafia hit. She quickly turned to leave, but as she did, one of the men caught sight of her.

He was wrong. We were monsters. The whole lot of us in the mafia. The viciousness of our world had tarnished any trace of innocence we had in us, and the little that might've remained was completely wiped out by us being forced to carry out the very evil that defined our world. My finger wavered before the trigger of the glock I held to Mercutio's head, my jaw clenched tightly in anger. 'Gnev ubivaet vsyo luchshee v tebe,' my late mam's voice flitted through my mind. 'Anger doesn't burn the least in you. It burns the best.' I removed the pistol from Mercutio's forehead and tucked it into its holster. His frightened eyes watched my every movement raptly, skittering when I started to slowly ci

the man asks him. “Maybe someone tampered with it, it must be a set up, I swear, I know nothing of it” he begs desperately, with tears mixed with blood from being beaten and bitten by dogs rolling out. He knows his begging will never change this stone cold heart man in the middle, but he still wants to try whether mercy will be granted unto him. The man in the middle is the boss of Dragon Mafia. His name is Anthony such a soft name for someone who is never to be messed with.

I said at last not being able to hold more just crying my heart out whereas she just bandaged my wrists and told me everything about him. She said he was once all jolly in nature but after he lost his family he changed in order to hide his actual feelings. I felt sad for him but not to forget she also told me that he was a person you don't want to mess with as he was A RUTHLESS MAFIA. Believe me on this I felt like my breathing hitched for a movement when she said that he was a mafia not even thief or even a gangster but a mafia I guess the only option left was to escape from here and if I would be having good luck I would be finally free. I didn't notice when while talking my eyes felt hea

As Halloway always said “In order to be a good agent, you’ve got to be able to think like a crook and anyone that knew the Mafia families well enough also knew that they had to commit a crime to cover up an organized crime which most times would lead to a slip up. Although it was going to be really hard, Charlie knew that she just had to be a little patient because when that slip happened, she would be waiting to get it and hopefully unravel the deep dirty secrets of the mafia. Then New York would be a safer place and these dark times would be over. She looked up from the pile of paperwork on her desk which she was trying to get through ,yawning because she was beginning to feel a little sle

Alessandro said, and Aurora just stared at Fransisco in surprise. He took a cigarette, and smoke from it, while there were some strippers around him giving him a lap dance. "No...no" she muttered, tears gathering in her eyes already. She didn't want to believe this. No matter how much she is seeing him right but she don't want to believe it. He was the one who hated cigarette, he hardly glare at a girl and when they are watching a mafia movie he always claims he hate mafias so much, so how come that same man is a mafia.

Sliding behind the steering wheel, I wait for Julia to climb in, and watch Cole and his team pile into their SUV. As I steer us out of the basement, I pick up Julia’s hand and press a kiss to her skin, then place it on my thigh. “I want Grammy,” Andrei shouts. “Ten minutes, my boy,” I murmur. This is our life now. Kids. Family. Date nights. Sex at midnight before one of the kids wakes up. Running the mafia. Stopping at a red light, I look at my wife. “I love you, baby.” “And me,” Andrei chuckles.

Luciano’s car screeched to a halt in front of an abandoned factory. The building had been closed for ages, sitting on a barren street in the forgotten outskirts of the city. As he climbed out of the car, his movements fueled by a volatile mix of anger and urgency, the thick smoke trapped inside spilled out with him. The cigarette gripped between his fingers was still burning, a small, glowing ember in the daylight. Luca, who was already waiting there, hurried to greet him. Luciano didn’t even acknowledge the greeting; he simply took a long, deep drag of his cigarette and exhaled the smoke along with his question: "Where are they?"