Trapped By The Mafia Novels & Stories

“Well, how could we not when he said he wants to take advantage of you while you were sleeping? Actually, he planned to drug us all so he can do anything to you.” “That jerk!” I hissed. “Where is he? I am going to break his legs! No, I should be cutting his thing in between his legs!” Thore laughed. “Could you ever do that?” “Well,” “Travis was already thrown away. But we can ask our people to get him back and you can cut his thing by yourself.” “Oh!” I went silent. I didn’t really mean it. I was just enraged but I don’t trust myself doing it. “Well, I am not a member of the mafia. Breaking his limbs and throwing him out was enough.”

I couldn’t help but ask. “No,” He looked away. “You have to be part of the mafia officially to be free of any allegations.” “Wait, mafia?” His eyes snapped toward me at the apparent slip-up and exhaled. “Yes.” “Oh God…” I said, my voice barely a whisper. Mafia? Seriously? He couldn’t have been just some low-gang member, just something he could get out of easily? Obviously Mr. Roman had to do something like this. Why does everything become so much worse the more I know about it?

he said matter of fact and I gazed in horror. Was I stuck with a mafia psychopath with a blood fetish? My lips throbbed. "Be good and stay away from the hallway or I won't save you next time". It wasn't a threat. It was a promise.

The short bald headed nigga that supervises the affair of the club grinned in excitement while showing his brown teeth. “Marcus right?” I asked him. “Yes, Don.” He answered proudly while trying to put on a brave facade but I saw through that. “You know my rules. I don't deal with human trafficking or slave trading. That's not part of my mafia dealings. I'm not asking you to stop. But the moment your stupid activity is traced to my mafia, I'll give you a long painful agonizing death.” I threatened while promising him something I knew he would not wish for. After threatening him and ensuring that they were all good, I made my way to my mansion hoping I would be able to prepare myself for tomor

The outside world faded away as I delved into the intricate web of alliances, deals, and power struggles that defined my existence. Minutes turned into hours as I meticulously reviewed financial reports, analyzed rival activities, and strategized my next moves. My focus was unwavering, the anger that had consumed me earlier now channeled into the pursuit of dominance and control over the criminal underworld. The business of the mafia required cold calculation, and I was determined to ensure the safety and prosperity of my organization, regardless of personal distractions.

I opened my eyes, determined to finally escape it all, but unfortunately, fate had other plans. "You're a stupid girl." A shrilling laugh filled my ears. I should had tried to defend myself, but I felt hopeless. Too tired to care. My fingers gripped the sink counter as a cloth was placed over my mouth. I watched my eyes fade out in the mirror and welcomed the darkness that took over. What was the point of dreaming, wanting? I would never know happiness. I was cursed in this life of mayhem. I was a prisoner of the Mafia and not even fate would let me escape.

Nicola’s brow furrowed as he said, “You want to share an idea ion how to punish him?” “Hmm... Yes,” I said while playing with my fingers. “Go on,” he said, while looking amused. "According to you, a mafia is like a huge family governed by trust, and he destroyed the trust of the family." I exhaled loudly. They asked, “Yes?” They seemed confused, which made me smile as I explained my plan to them. As soon as I was done, I noticed Ben looking astonished, and a bit terrified, while Nicolas seemed shocked and proud.

My dad Julian Knight ,once left the mafia world for our sake but when he realised that MAFIA shadow would never leave us so he decided to take his old position as a Mafia Boss. "Who is it??" I asked as I was not interested to hear his reasoning."Dalton." dad said.That name was enough to make me want to fall to my knees. The whole family was a family of monsters. They were the richest Mafia most evil family I knew. Everyone know who they where and if you didn't you were lucky.I covered my mouth as a sob wanted to leave my mouth. Amlian grabbed me and pulled me close."Pops how is this!" Amlian jumped in now."It's simply business son." dad answered."So that's all I am to you." I said softly mak

Turns out the VP of finance isn’t an old boring guy with white hair. Two different cities. A baby on the way. An intense attraction. And he’s technically my boss. Life just got even more complicated. Find out more here Abducted The mafia never lets you go. I thought I was safe, free, but I never expected to find myself locked in a cage. I’m in his territory. His prison. The beast. A fate worse than death awaits me if I can’t get away, so when the opportunity of salvation presents itself I grab it, even if I’m unsure if I can trust the hand I’m holding.

You really did. If only I had read the damn contract before signing. If only I hadn’t let the promise of that stupid money blind me. Now, here I was knees trembling, staring into the eyes of a man I couldn’t fight, a man who could kill me with a flick of his wrist. A mafia boss. A wolf. And I was trapped in his den. I thought of my parents waiting at home, my mother probably pacing by the door. I thought of my boyfriend, of the message I never got to send. Of Laura sweet Laura who would be worried sick right now.