Mafia

Here is the story of Raghavi who was living her life happily with her family unaware that her future would bring her nothing but pain. She was a free bird, yearning to soar high in an open sky, unaware that a demon was forging its path to capture her, intending to clip her wings forever. Just a glimpse of her made that demon obsess over her to such an extent that he didn’t hesitate even once to mold her ruthlessly from a chirpy sparrow into a submissive form, it gave his vicious brain a psychotic kind of pleasure which he relished with every hiss of pain left her mouth. She fought with her all might but his manipulations were very strong to win. In the end she lost, bending in front of him on her knees, to leave her. She did whatever she could to make her life easier, she fought the demon and succumbed to his desire but he didn't show mercy to her “Please let me go, you have already snatched everything from me, now I have nothing left to give you, please let me go, I’m begging you” his lips twisted into a wicked smirk as he held her jaws in painful grip moving his face closer to her, making her flinch visibly “oh little sparrow, I will not let you go until I claim your soul, but you have to wait for the right time, which is not now as I'm not done playing with you yet, so enjoy this privilege.”

They say revenge is a dish best served cold—but his will be served with blood and betrayal. ~ She is the daughter of his greatest enemy. He is willing to risk everything to strike back at the man he once trusted—even if it means marrying his daughter. She believed he was her savior and fell for him, even when she tried to resist. He wanted nothing to do with her, but she was determined to make him hers. Will her love survive when the truth is revealed, or will it be destroyed?

Axel leans down, his breath brushing against my ear. At first, he bites lightly, just enough to make my breath hitch. Then, his voice slips into a whisper, “I’ll give you a warning, Hazel." He says so slowly and deeply. And then he continues, "Don’t ever raise your hand at me again. Do you understand?” I force myself to look up at him. I don’t know where the strength comes from, but I manage to say, “Or what, Axel? What are you going to do?” His eyes darken, something sharp flashing behind them. For a second, I can’t tell if I’ve shocked him, impressed him, or made him furious. ****** The Don is a strong, cold, powerful man. His voice alone makes men tremble. Ruthless. Powerful. Precise. Commanding. He thinks he can control me.....own me. But he’s wrong. I’m not one of his mistresses, not another woman he can use and discard when he’s done. he can’t contain. He might rule the Morelli empire, but he’ll never rule me.

"It's time to consummate our Marriage" Roman said as he walked inside the room. "I am not interested" I said with fear as I stood up from his couch. "And why are you not interested?' he asked. "I am only giving my body to the man I love" I said curtly. "Really? We are married come on, I need to be inside my wife now" He said as he moved closer to me. "This room is not only decorated for decorating sake. It means something" he said as he got before me. "Come on, wifey, corporate tonight or else you will see the worst of me." He said on the bed as he clapped his hands, the door opened and men came in with boxes. They placed the boxes on the floor and went out. I looked at them with curiosity. "Irina, Have you ever heard of BDSM?" He asked. This is the first time he will call my name. But what's BDSM? He opened the boxes bringing out the items there. "No, what's the meaning?" I asked him with curiosity. "And what are you doing with ropes and wipes?" I asked again. "Have you ever even had ?" He asked angrily. I was quiet for sometime for sometimes, feeling shy. "No" I said hesitantly. "Your stupid father caged you your whole life, that's so stupid of him. We don't kill woman here, we only deal with men. He should have let you out" he said. "Don't ask me any questions again, your innocent is annoying, I promise. I hate naive girls"he scoffed. "Get on the bed" he commanded. "What?" I asked. "Get on the freaking bed, don't force me to help you in getting on the bed, "

What's a Mafia without his Angel? Theoretically speaking, more devious, out of control, and needless to say, heartless. What if this Angel is a cop to want to put him behind bars? But when the mafia and cops are forced to work together to solve a serial killer case, all the tables are turned. Join Anastasia and Elijah on their journey to uncover who the mastermind behind this entire case is...

Fleur, a young woman who only wants to run her own company, was duped by faith into selling her innocence to one of the mafia's most cunning warlords, who formed an obsession with keeping her for more than one night. Find out if Fleur would ever escape him?

Book Two of Cruel Intentions Series. This book can be read as a stand-alone, but for better comprehension of the characters, it is recommended to be read after Betrayed the Mafia. Theodore is the second in command of the Irish mob in New York. He is known as a player, use and toss. Theo hates relationships seeing them as useless. Theodore is funny and lighthearted around his friends, but when dealing with business, he is ruthless and heartless. His cold heart always prevails. Theodore is manipulative and a great liar. Theodore is chosen to help forge an alliance between the Irish and the Americans. He needs to marry the daughter of the boss. He takes his job and position seriously and accepts his fate. He doesn’t believe in love anyway, so that nothing will change for him. He will just have to wear a ring and play house. What happens when she is the girl he has avoided for years, the girl he feels the need to protect? He sees her as a weakness. He condones how she lives her life, but the day he allows himself to get close to her, everything changes, and his addiction to her becomes impossible to resist. Theodore is everything Everly has always dreamed of as an online romance novel writer, and she is inexperienced and sassy. The only way she has experienced love is through her books. She lives almost in captivity because of who she is, and Her purity will be negotiable. But once Theodore pops her cherry, he can’t stay away, involving her in a thread of lies and manipulations that she could only imagine as a plot of one of her books.

Blood thirst and determination. Ace Ambrose wants the head of his enemies on a golden platter. He craves nothing but revenge and he will stop at nothing to get it, that is until a bystander witness his crimes firsthand. Smitten by her innocence he gives her two choices. Right place at the wrong time, should be her motto. Tragedy struck years ago but Joeniya Allison still finds it difficult to glue the pieces of her life back together. Life keeps pushing her around and unfortunately it has just began. Skills of the devil and face of an Angel, will leave anyone confused especially someone in Joeniya's situation. "Ride or Die, muffin."

In order to clean the dirt, one has to dust it off with his own hands. Genelia Fernandez is one rude woman with arrogant charms. Wrapped up in royalty, her life was all messed up. Alejandro Garcia, the crude throne holder of Garcia’s was Genelia’s soon to be groom. It was all the result of a silly child betrothal! Her life belonged to him not even knowing a bit of him, all she ever heard about him was cruelness. How do you think will this marriage treat the both? "Delicate as fuck yet dangerous as hell, what really are you woman?” “Trust me you would've been dead long ago if not you have had interested me so much. Consider yourself lucky my darling cause you're my bride!”

Addison Stone, Attorney at Law, thought she had the perfect life: A handsome husband, loving son, and a career with a promising future. That is until his first love, Evelyn Valentine, returned and everything she worked so hard to build started to fall apart piece by piece. But then, at her darkest hour, a mysterious man enters her life--Hunter Grant. He's handsome, powerful, and has the means to offer her what she wants--whether that is redemption or revenge. When her husband finally realizes his mistake, will it be too late to save his life and the love of Mrs. Stone?

Samantha Black was sold to a monster by her father, a few months later she was sold at an auction to the highest bidder. She was bought by Appolo Nicolaou a mafia boss. She thought things can't get worse but she was wrong. Apollo tells her she will give him an heir or he will send her back to where she came from. Will she be able to handle the pain and suffering? Is she strong enough to survive the mafia world? Will she ever feel loved? Join the journey between Apollo Nicolaou and Samantha Black.

“If you think that I will let you have me after everything you did to me then you have to be out of your mind,” Nora let out but her body said a different story when he pulled her to him, contrary to what she told him, she found herself leaning closer to him when he brought his face to hers, she knew he was going to kiss her, knew she shouldn’t let him touch her but she couldn’t say a word, couldn’t resist him… Nora Morningstar finds herself in the hands of the ruthless mafia boss who thought her to be the one who killed his family. Even when he finds out he got the wrong person, he still won’t let her go. Not only was he messing up her career and life plans, by holding her captive, he had a hold over her too as she couldn’t seem to keep her heart and body from reacting and reaching for him.

'I seek revenge, Daniella. Sweet, delicious revenge.'***Here's Daniella Rosecraft, the only daughter of the Rosecraft Family that owns a famous company that specializes in weddings. A self-proclaimed perfectionist, she aims to show to her mother that she can take over the business flawlessly. And yes, everything was going fine. Everything was according to her plan, until... 'trouble' came in the form of the President of the Fancy Pants Club, Erik Romano 'the asshole devil' Fancii. Her beliefs and character were quickly questioned by him thus making the ultimate clash of the history. With these two polar opposites, the question now is, how will they survive without cutting each other's throats? And with guns, drugs and the illusions staged by the Club, there remained a question still... Are their throats the only part that gets the damage or their hearts get a share of it too? Genre: Mafia, Action, Reverse Harem, Romance Status: CompleteAll Rights Reserved 2020JMFelic Books

"Thirty million" I heard a male voice echo round the walls of the hall which silenced everyone. Who would bid that high just to buy me? "Thirty million dollars" the male voice spoke up once again, a young man striding confidently forward like he owned the very building with his bidding card raised up. He was eighty percent taller than everyone in attendance. I sucked in breath at his refined but cold appearance. His tuxedo hugged his body and showed of his impeccable muscles. His dark long hair was slick and let to fall, not a single strand out of place. He had the profile of a greek God but his features lacked warmth and empathy. His brown steel eyes burrowed into mine, a look of disgust on his face for me. "Sold!" the chairman hit the gavel on the table after a brief moment of silence since no one else was willing to bid higher. A wave of ovation took the hall, men chattering amongst themselves and whistling. "Get her ready and bring her to me" he pivoted and sharply ordered one of the armed bodyguards standing close to the podium. He owns me now. **** When a ruthless mafia lord bids for an innocent girl, can her innocense survive in the abyss of his darkness?

Mafia's were the top leading in wealth and everything They were feared by all and peasants never wished to cross their part because they were mean,brutal and influencial Peasant do not have options, they have to serve them so that can have a roof to leave under and food to eat . Meet Rosie A young girl of 20 years.Stubborn, talkative,troublesome ,name it all She was known for her beauty she is unique and endowed in the right places ,,she was more like a goddess Rosie is an orphan,her mother served as a maid to a mafia till she died ,that was the kind of life Rosie was brought into ,,she continued from where her mother stopped until one faithful day the family had to move and couldnt take rosie with them so they had to sell her . But the question is to who Meet Edwardo cheng A young man of 26,a very handsome young man ,,His has all that a lady desires but his evil,heartless ,self centered name them all ,he took over from his father and became the head of mafia's ,no one dared him,no one looks at him,no one speaks while he speaks ,his name alone make people flinch,he cares about no one but himself . Nobody severs him and come back alive ,most news been heard was that they commited suicide or wanted to run away and died in the process And now he needed a new servant who will be the unlucky fellow Grab your popcorn and get ready . All right reserved ️

Revenge runs in Matteo Dragonetti’s blood. When he storms into Amara Cerulli's wedding, he isn't there to toast her happiness—he’s there for revenge. The ruthless heir to New York’s most feared mafia family, Matteo is out to settle a blood debt that left his mother crippled and his family shattered. His price? The Cerulli princess—stolen straight from the altar. Amara never wanted a life tied to her father’s sins, but Matteo doesn’t care about her innocence. To him, she’s a trophy, a pawn in his deadly game of revenge. Little does he know Amara is no delicate prize. Beneath her blood-stained dress lies a fierce will Matteo didn’t expect—and a fire he can’t resist. But in this twisted war for power, the line between captor and captive blurs, and the most dangerous game of all begins. *** “Your parents are still alive, and I am hoping they try and get you back just so they can see how much I’ve ruined you.” I say, grinning as horror inches into her eyes. “You’re a monster…” she trails off, her blue eyes brimming with unshed tears, and I chuckle darkly. “Oh, you have no fucking idea, Princessa,” I say, then letting her go and watching as she cringes away from me. She sobs silently, still dressed in her blood-stained dress and looking like a vengeful angel. Only I will snuff the light from her eyes; her ruination will be mine to savor. I’ll show him what happens when he f*cks with the Dragonetti family.

***MAFIA'S VICE SEQUEL*** What is a queen without her king? Historically speaking, more powerful. The Dragonetti's have fallen in New York, but Sienna has made certain her family rose from the ashes in Italy. After Dante's demise, she's put her everything into the Dragonetti name and made it one to be feared again, despite her heartbreak and yearning for her only love. As tensions mount and she starts losing more of her humanity, a ghost from her past shows up, and her world comes crashing down. Could Dante be alive after all these years? And if so, why is he out to kill her? In this sequel to Mafia's Vice, two Mafia worlds intersect with one thing on either family's mind: Revenge against Allesio Speranzini.

CASTELLO DI CARTE MAFIA CHRONICLES, BOOK 2 [Also known as POSSESSION: THE GAME OF CLUBS] 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄 What is worse than being forced to marry a man you’ve never even met? Drinking with a man who’s off-limits and sleeping with him to prove a point. After one drunken mistake, I swore to never entertain him again. But the next time we met, things did not go as expected. He was the enemy, one I should've known better than to involve myself with, but I couldn’t resist his unbreakable allure. was not the only reason. It was the way he softly whispered sweet words into my ears and the way he held me. It was the intensity with which he looked at me and made me feel desired. There was one tiny problem. His marriage was in four months. To the woman who called me her friend. 𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐎 They say there’s pleasure in tasting the things you cannot have. Forbidden has its own mind when deep-rooted inside someone. I never knew the depth of these words until I saw her. She was the brightest pink rose in a sea full of white ones. She was covered in thorns, a boundary only I dared to cross because I had nothing to lose. Only, she wasn’t mine, nor I, hers. Every moment we spent together reminded us of the reality meant for us. Some sacrifices are made for the greater good, but what good comes from leaving behind the one thing you never had and have finally found? She surrendered herself to me. Until the end of our agreement. So what if one of us wanted more in the end? What if the one was me?

"Don't defy me Bella submit yourself to me." he said in a threatening voice. "No I'll never do this. I don't want this, please." I cried while joining my hands in front of him. "You have to because I bought you and I can do whatever I want with you." He evilly smirked while gazing up and down at me. "Please you are not my soulmate, my forever love." I said sobbing. He strode towards me and held my jaw in a tight grip and gritted his teeth. "There is nothing like that. Forever is a lie." He spat. "No leave me please I beg you." I pleaded. "Yes you will beg me to don't stop after I'll fuck you till your submission." He said and left my jaw throwing me on the bed. An innocent girl Isabella Campbell abducted and sold to the Italian mafia boss. Nicholas Pierce the Italian mafia boss bought her and kept her with him. But her everything starts attracting him towards her. What will he do when suddenly he starts feeling something for her?

One silly dare in a crowded club. One clumsy puff of his cigarette. One choking cough that turned innocent giggles into something dangerous. Grace thought she was just playing a game with her friends. She never expected the man in the shadows, the one with the cold eyes and the lighter that flicked like a promise, would watch her every second after that. Adrian Valente doesn’t chase women. He claims them. Ruthless mafia king. Owner of the night. The kind of man who makes rooms go silent when he walks in, whose name alone is a warning carved in fear. She ran back to her table laughing. He stayed seated, cigarette forgotten, staring at the spot she’d left like she’d stolen something vital from his chest. Now he knows her name. Her laugh. The way her cheeks flush when she’s embarrassed. And Adrian Valente never forgets what belongs to him. One dare started it.One look sealed it. She has no idea the devil just decided she’s his. And devils don’t let go.