mafia

Gabriel and Liam are business partners, high-class mafia lords. Carlos, Gabriel's secretary, is accused of stealing Gabriel's silver necklace with important information engraved in it. As Carlos gets interrogated and his family is on the verge of death, Ivan, his cousin, jumps to the rescue. The two mafia lords then decide to give the two men a chance to prove Carlos' innocence. However, Carlos has to go with Liam and Ivan with Gabriel. Both captives have to survive the mafia lords. Join the author in figuring out how things go down. This is an MXM book.

"You haven't touched your food." Luciano's raw naked eyes addressed her unabashedly. "I will." His words rang as a vow. Valentina is in Italy to help her best friend contact her father, despite being warned by the woman who raised her to never step foot into that country. Barely twenty-four hours in the country, she manages to kiss a strange man, confront a rude woman, and get locked up after being kidnapped. Her kidnapper turns out to be the feared mafia lord, Luciano De Luca. The moment Valentina takes off her mask and he sees her face, he realizes his life just got really interesting. Luciano thinks Valentina is an emissary sent to murder the retired comondante Genelare. Valentina thinks he's ridiculous for thinking she wouldn't find a more clever way to kill a man if she really wanted to. He's proud, arrogant and dangerous. The only things sharper than her mouth are her heels and will. Their worlds collide in the most explosive of ways when passion and desire stirs up. And just as they start to act on it, truths and secrets begin to unravel. She's the daughter of his father's nemesis. He's the son of her father's killer. The man she has vowed to take vengeance on. However, there's just a little problem: she's supposed to be his karma, but one stolen kiss at a time, he starts to become her nirvana.

To escape a poisonous snake, Milo Hartley must beg a lion to save him. Milo is cursed. Since he was seven years old, he has seen the exact day people will die. After his family died in an accident he predicted, he was sold to the Hartley family as an omen of bad luck. For thirteen years, he lived as a toy for the sadistic Nero Hartley, enduring constant humiliation. Now, Nero is trading him to Salvatore Portello, a ruthless Mafia boss who just killed his own uncle to take the throne. To escape Nero’s obsession, Milo risks everything. He kneels before Salvatore and begs for protection. Milo doesn’t know which is more dangerous: the snake or the lion. But now, both have claimed him. One with a dark obsession, the other with a lethal protection. ⚠️ Warning ⚠️ What to expect: -R18+ -Graphic violence and humiliation in the early chapters and recur throughout the story. -Sweet and dark romance between our leads. -Kink: BDSM play mostly consensual. -Smut, explicit adult content that is part to the plot.

The city belongs to the blood-stained. The streets are ruled by fear. And the mafia thought it was untouchable. Then came Mafia.exe. No face. No name. No morality. Entire empires crumble overnight. Secrets leak. Alliances shatter. They call him a hacker. They call him a ghost. But he is neither. He is the virus in their veins. The shadow behind every betrayal. The reckoning they never saw coming. And in a world where power is blood… the deadliest weapon isn’t a gun. It’s a mind untamed.

[Warning: This story contains explicit adult content and dark romance themes. It features a strong female lead and a dominant male lead. Expect dangerous plot twists ahead.] slow burn ---------------------- Julie pov I screamed at him as I tried to break free from the grip of his hands to reach for his belt, his body, anything belonging to him: "I don't care! I want you to fuck me now... do you understand?" ///////////////////////// Robert pov She said defiantly: "I'll do it myself," and placed her trembling fingers on her pussy. I pounced on her and gripped her hands tightly: "What are you doing, you crazy girl?!" She screamed as she tried to escape: "Let me go to get rid of this agony! If you don't want to fuck me, let me save myself!" I was pressing on her hands to restrain her, and she took advantage of my proximity and kissed me hungrily. I pulled my lips away from her with difficulty, while my body was screaming to throw myself on top of her and touch every inch of her. I was burning too, seeing her in this miserable state. She looked into my eyes deeply and said in a tone that made my world reel: "Robert... take my virginity... make me scream your name, Robert." ___________________ I'm Julie Michael I went with my father to a luxurious restaurant in New York, but I never left with him.My father sold me to a mafia king who owns a VIP club that rents out girls only to politicians and celebrities. On a lower floor of a world that doesn’t exist on any map, The girls are imprisoned in royal suites, prepared solely to please the clients, with no hope of escape. I was sold to Robert Cross, a billionaire who buys people for the joy of breaking them.But I refuse to break under his hands. In Robert Cross’s world, everything has a price tag. I was his most expensive purchase, and I intend to be his most dangerous mistake. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ - "You bought my body, but you will not buy my submission," Julie spat. Robert leaned in, his voice a dark hiss: "Commodities don't need to like their masters, Julie... It’s enough that I took a liking to you and bought you, sweetheart." ______________ Adult content only Dark Romance Twisted

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Aira Grace has spent her life yearning for love in a house ruled by power. The daughter of influential politician Marcus Grace, raised without a mother and ignored by an ambitious brother, Aira grows up believing love must be earned through patience and sacrifice. Rowan Royce is born into blood. The son of a retired mafia leader, carrying the weight of a shattered family and an elder sister lost to betrayal, Rowan lives by one rule—never trust what love shows on the surface. When a political feud between the Grace and Royce families leaves his father injured, Rowan’s world hardens into revenge. Their paths cross through Rowan’s younger sister at university. Aira falls for Rowan without knowing the storm surrounding him, and Rowan—despite his cold restraint—allows her into his life. When Aira begs him to marry her, Rowan agrees, hiding vengeance behind wedding vows. To Aira, the marriage is imperfect but precious. She loves him through his silence, his distance, and the hostility of his world. Happiness shatters when Aira discovers Rowan’s true identity—his hands stained red by the mafia life he never escaped. A violent confrontation drives her into flight, straight into a carefully laid trap. Her enemies steal her unborn child through a forced operation, then manipulate Rowan into believing his wife ended the pregnancy herself. Broken by misunderstanding and blinded by hatred, Rowan abandons her in the hospital—yet never fully lets go. He ensures her recovery from a distance, torn between revenge and the woman he loves but cannot forgive. When news reports claim Aira has been murdered, Rowan descends into madness. His mercy disappears. One by one, his enemies fall—until the truth surfaces. Between cruelty and devotion, revenge and misunderstanding, Rowan and Aira suffer the most. Yet in a world built on blood and lies, they discover that survival itself can be an act of love.

Fire took Yuvan's past. A veil gave him a future he never imagined. A marriage built on panic turns into destiny. Yuvan never meant to deceive anyone - he only wanted to protect the woman who raised him. But now he is legally bound to Sebastian Sterling, Australia's most feared mafia boss. In the glittering yet deadly Sterling mansion, Yuvan is treated like precious treasure. However, love from a mafia king comes with shadows: jealousy, violence, and secrets that could destroy them both. As enemies circle and truth threatens to surface, Yuvan must decide - was this marriage a mistake... or fate? --- India boy x Australia mafia boss.

Eva Kane lived her life as she liked, like a free spirit full of energy. She was the only child of her father, so he spoiled her like a princess. But one day her world turned upside down. Eva was chilling at home when she suddenly heard the news on TV. It was about her father, he had jumped from the rooftop of his company building. Eva was shocked. Everything felt unreal to her. She could not accept it. She kept calling her father's phone nonstop in the hope that he would pick up, but he never did. Then the doorbell rang. Eva ran toward the door without checking who was on the other side. She opened it, hoping to find her father. But instead, several men stood there. Before she could react, they knocked her out. The next moment, when she opened her eyes, she found herself in a bedroom, lying on a huge bed. The person sitting beside the bed on a chair was Daniel Volkov. He was Eva's childhood friend, not close, but she had known him for a long time. She just hadn't seen him for a few years. And here he was, making her his as repayment for the debt her father had taken from him. What will Eva do now? She cannot run from him. She doesn't have money to repay the debt since her father's company got bankrupt, and Eva just found out that Daniel is the boss of a huge mafia group, one feared across the whole country.

[18+ | Mature Content | Dark Romance] After slaving away for years as Ares King's sole overworked secretary, Catherine has finally had enough of his domineering and heartless attitude. She wants to quit and use the severance pay to settle her family's debts, and spend more time with her long-term boyfriend. But soon after she hands her resignation letter, she finds out that her boyfriend cheated on her. He claims she's a wreck with no future, and he's better off without her. Heartbroken and devastated, Catherine is grasping at the last straw when her boss, Ares King, proposes a contract out of the blue. "Become my wife for one year." "Why me, Mr. King?" "Because we work, Ms. Lane.” The last thing she wanted was to make a deal with the devil. But this offer is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Sell your soul to the devil for one year. How hard can that be? ********** Excerpt: "How many?" I froze. Did he expect me to count? "How. Many?" "I-I don't—Ah!" Ares spanked me again, continuously. My eyes stung, and sweet pain overtook me. I should feel sick from deriving pleasure from this, but strangely, I wasn't. "Two?" I teased, purposely getting the numbers wrong. "You shouldn't have done that." Just as I thought, he started again, but this time he drove each hit with more force until my ass was burning. "Fifteen!" I yelled, shaking. "Wrong." My heart momentarily stopped. "I got it right!" "You missed one." He pressed his hand on my searing bottom, and I moaned. I tried to squirm away, but he trapped my hands behind my back, his voice dark with warning. "Move again, and you'll regret it." ~ A/N: This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real events is purely coincidental.

Elara Whitmore never had a choice. Forced into a marriage with Sebastian Devereux, a feared mafia capo, her life changes overnight. What was supposed to be a simple alliance turns into something far more complicated when she realizes the man she married is nothing like the rumors… and yet, exactly as dangerous. Living in his mansion, surrounded by rules she doesn’t understand and people who don’t accept her, Elara struggles to find her place as his wife. But the more time she spends with him, the more confusing everything becomes. Because Sebastian is cold, distant, and feared by everyone… yet he never forces her, never explains himself, and never lets her go. And slowly, Elara begins to wonder— Is he really the monster everyone fears… or is there something much darker hidden beneath this?

Warning: Heavy sexual content and a fucked up male lead. Throw morally grey out the window. Excerpt: "Do you trust me?" His hand drifted to her neck. If he had asked her to walk into the fire with him right then, to tumble willingly into chaos, she would have said yes without hesitation. Her entire body shivered as she nodded, heart hammering, her pulse a wild drum against her ribs. "Always use your words, Bambola. Do you trust me?" he asked again. "Yes…yes…" Her back arched against him instinctively, skin flushed and glistening, every nerve screaming, every muscle taut and alive. Luca's other hand tightened at her neck, squeezing until she gasped for breath. The sensation was exquisite and terrifying, every nerve ending alight as he manipulated the fine line between restriction and pleasure. Vee squeezed her eyes shut, nails digging into his arm as she clung to him, her breath rattling in her chest. He sensed her reaching the edge and drove her closer, the hand at her neck tightening harder. "Luc…" she choked out, a fragmented plea that shattered as her body convulsed, releasing a hot, desperate wave against his fingers and the rug beneath them. Synopsis: She insulted the devil. He decided to own her. Veronica Scalese walks into New York’s elite club, ‘Commissioned’ by accident—and mouths off to the wrong man; Luciano Genovese popularly known as ‘The Devil’. He grants favours but gets your soul in return. When Luca comes to collect a debt from her father, the payment demanded is flesh. Veronica becomes both Luca’s weakness and his obsession. He burns his empire to the ground to keep her. Undressed by the Mafia God is a mafia romance story where power is foreplay, love is a liability, and the most terrifying thing a god can do… is fall. From the author that brought you: 1. Defying The Rogue Alpha 2. The Vampire's Luna 3. Undressed By His Arrogance

In my past life, I built an empire to save humanity. In this life, I’ll build one to rule the ruins.” Kaelen Voss was the "Architect of Order," a genius CEO who used his billions and his Level 9 'Technomancy' to build the last sanctuary for mankind after the Great Collapse. But on the eve of the New Era, he was betrayed. His vice-president poisoned his marrow, his fiancée sold his blueprints to the rival Mafia syndicates, and he was left to be torn apart by mutated beasts in the Dead Zones. But death was just a system reboot. Kaelen wakes up ten years in the past—exactly 24 hours before the "Zero-Day" apocalypse begins. He is back in his high-rise office, his treacherous inner circle still smiling at his face, and his bank account still overflowing with "useless" fiat currency. This time, Kaelen won't be a savior. Armed with a decade of future knowledge, the hidden locations of "God-Tier" power cores, and a heart turned to ice, he begins his move. The CEO: He will liquidate his assets to buy up the world's most vital resources before money becomes paper. The Villain: He will crush the budding heroes of the future before they can even awaken. The Mafia God: He will unite the underworld to create a new world order where he is the sole judge, jury, and executioner. The apocalypse is coming. The superpowers are awakening. And Kaelen Voss is already at the finish line, waiting to slap the world in the face.

She hated him for lying to her and kidnapping her. He would burn the world to protect her. “I’d rather die than be owned by you,” I screamed. He approached slowly, his expression cold and unreadable. “You can’t die without my permission.” -------------- Mila Vega, a promising heart surgeon, lived her life on her own terms until she saved a stranger, until she found out the weak and injured man she had brought home was a ruthless devil. Dominic Russo, a mafia king, cold, calculative, untouchable. Mila hated him. She hated him for locking her up, for the way he looked at her as if she belonged to him. ----------- I stepped back as he approached. “You won’t be able to cage me here,” I barked. “I’ll find my freedom.” He sneered, with dangerous light in his eyes. “Try it. You won’t make it past the gate." He didn’t bluff. He wouldn’t let her leave his side, no matter what. Trapped in his dangerous world, Mila should run. But why couldn’t she stop thinking about him? She saw him kill without mercy, yet his eyes softened when they rested on her. His touch was possessive, but protective. ‘Does he love me?’ Her heart raced. In the world ruled by blood and power, with enemies close in from every corner, emotions were luxury. Love couldn’t bloom. Just as she started to wonder if this monster had a heart, she realized his heart was too cold to warm it. She understood she was nothing but his plaything. Mila’s hatred ignited all over again. She wanted to disappear from his world for good. But the man she called a monster, a ruthless killer, might be the only one willing to burn the world to protect her. ------------ He pinched my chin, putting enough force to make me wince. “You will not run again.” I dared to look into his eyes defiantly. “And if I do?” He said in a calm tone. “I’ll bring you back.”

As a top-ten regional player in "Bounty Detective", Takato inexplicably found himself transported into the world of Detective Conan. With a system similar to the one in the game—solve a case, earn a reward—he set out on his own journey as a master detective. There was just one problem… Takato: "Hold on! Conan! What are you doing here?!" Conan: "Do you really dislike me that much?" Takato: "If you're here, the difficulty of this case is going to skyrocket! Get away from me!" … Takato: "This is impossible! I can't solve this case!!!" This is only a translation. Here is the original source: 离柯南远一点 To anyone whod like to support me: https://patreon.com/404_Identity?

Virelia bleeds chrome and secrets. In the city of neon wings and dying gods, a half-fairy, half-machine fugitive named Elaris Vein is being hunted by the very syndicates that destroyed her family. When fate collides her path with Kael Dravien, mafia prince of the Obsidian House, their alliance is as volatile as the sparks between them. He doesn’t believe in fairies. She doesn't trust humans. But survival forces them into a war neither fully understands. As circuits glow and loyalties fracture, ancient tech-magic stirs—awakening AI twins, illusion-weaving rivals, and a betrayal that could collapse the world order. Love is dangerous. Revenge is coded. And wings—no matter how broken—always return. A neon-drenched tale of betrayal, mafia romance, cyber-fairies, and a kiss that starts a war.

Antonio didn’t plan to notice her. But Sofia isn’t someone you ignore. She’s bold, sharp, always in control, the kind of woman who sees more than she says. One night between them should’ve ended there. It didn’t. Because something about her stays with him. And something about him… unsettles her. They don’t ask questions. Not at first. Both have pasts they don’t talk about. Both have things they’d rather leave buried. But slowly, that becomes impossible. Sofia starts to feel it—like something isn’t right. Small things. Gaps in her past. A life that doesn’t fully make sense. And Antonio notices it too. He starts putting pieces together. Quietly. Carefully. What begins as attraction turns into something deeper… and darker. Because this isn’t just about them. Sofia’s past isn’t just complicated , it was built on lies. The people she trusted weren’t what they seemed. And the truth about what happened to them… is closer to her than she could ever imagine. Because the man standing in front of her the one she’s starting to trust isn’t just part of her present. He’s part of her past. And when the truth finally comes out… it won’t just break her. It will destroy everything between them.

In a world where charm can be deadly and desire can be a weapon, she walks a fine line between danger and seduction.

"New rule," he growls, rubbing the tip of his cock against my pussy. "From now on, you call me Daddy no matter what. You understand me?" I nod as much as his grip around my neck will allow, my pulse hammering against his palm. "Yes, Daddy." I obey. °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° Valentino, Raffaele, and Angelo, are the princes of Le Vipere Nere—the most feared Mafia family in Italy. I was just a stripper when Valentino first laid eyes on me. To him, I was supposed to be a fleeting distraction meant for nothing more than a night of passion and sin. But we became so much more. At first I was tangled only in his sheets until his brothers wanted a taste of me. Once they decided I was theirs, there was no escaping. Now I’m trapped between three Mafia heirs who don’t know how to share. They claim me. Worship me. And fuck me until I forget my own name. They make me crave the pain as much as the pleasure. They make me theirs—body, mind, and soul. But the truth is I’m living a lie, and when they discover my secret, this game of lust and obsession might end in blood. Welcome to a story of sin, power, and forbidden desire—where love and hate are separated by nothing more than a single heartbeat.

Raven Young thought that after completing her final mission, she would finally leave the organization and live a peaceful life. But what happens when that very mission turns out to be the first one she ever fails? You run. Yes—and so did Raven. Not to save herself, but to escape the people chasing her, pushing her to the very edge… until she had no choice but to jump off a cliff, hoping against hope to survive. But fate had other plans. When Raven opened her eyes, she realized she was alive… but not in her own body. She had woken up as Ivy—the very woman who had caused her mission to fail. And as if that wasn’t enough, a father and son pair refused to let her go. The man kept her close for reasons of his own, his motives unclear and unsettling. Meanwhile, the child clung to her, refusing to leave her side, determined to keep his “parents” together—and even dreaming of having a sibling. “God… just what in the world has happened?” Raven had never felt so betrayed by life. But living in Ivy’s body begins to unravel secrets—truths that entangle their lives in ways she cannot escape. And the man who keeps her close? Little by little… he begins to drive her insane with his undeniable charm. *** Ivy’s breath hitched as Xander stepped closer, closing the space between them. “Still pretending you’re unaffected?” he murmured. Her back met the wall, but she didn’t move away. “You assume too much.” “Do I?” His fingers brushed her wrist, slow, deliberate, sending warmth through her veins. Her grip tightened on his shirt, betraying her. “Tell me to stop,” he whispered. She didn’t. The silence thickened, charged and fragile. His gaze dropped to her lips, waiting—giving her the choice. And when she didn’t pull away, the tension between them deepened into something far more dangerous and the next thing they new was they were already kissing.