Mafia Books for Women
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Don't Make Me Chase You
A while ago, Juniel couldn't get enough of the gaze of a man sitting on the High Chairs near the Bar. Ever since he was hit by the man's gaze, he hasn't looked away even once. Meanwhile, he spent time with the man in front of him that he was talking to earlier. but no matter what the man said, it didn't seem to enter his ears. She was distracted, she admitted. No matter how he pretends, Tyron still has the same effect on him. Yes Tyron was the guy who was staring at her. when she and Tyron first met she couldn't sleep that night. Surely Tyron doesn't remember her. But what other reason why Tyron should remember him? He shook his head. Tyron should never know or remember him. he often sees Tyron because he is a stylist for the models of Tyron's company. It's like that's where the young man's feelings grew. When she tried to see where Tyron was, she felt dismay when she couldn't find the young man. maybe she feels strange when he stares at her but it's Tyron after all. He still prefers to see the young man up close He was very surprised to see Tyron on the dance floor still staring at him. She knew it! Tyron will approach him again! He quickly said goodbye to his companion and hurried away. But Tyrone's chasing her. He didn't want to talk to or get close to the young man. But Tyron quickly grabbed her by the arm. He was staring at her intently. it followed Tyron as he pulled him out of the bar and into the parking lot. "What!?" The young man yelled at him. Tyron's gaze stayed on Juniel. He felt as if some cold was rising in his system and his legs were shaking "You really don't want?" Tyron frowned. Juniel gasped. One night at Tyron's company party, the young man unexpectedly spoke to him. The conversation goes well at first until Tyron offers to have sex with her. That night Juniel couldn't sleep well. his whole body argued with Tyron's words. Well a part of her wants Tyron. Who is he to say no to someone like Tyron. But... Juniel has a pure feelings towards Tyron. she doesn't want to be like Tyron's girls that when they finish doing 'that' Tyron will just throw her away like one of his girls "I don't want to. That will never happen." The young man stepped closer to him. His heart felt like it was about to break out of his heart because it was beating so fast. "Are you sure? Why don't you?" "I'm not like your girls Tyron. So don't tease me anymore. My answer will never change. I don't want to!" Tyron smiled and put his finger to his lips. Gosh! he can no longer deny that the simple trail of your fingers on his lips attracted him. Especially with his baritone voice. Damn him! "Don't make me chase you Juniel. We both know that in this battle. I'm the winner. I will win. I will always win. I get what I want. Juniel will be yours."/0/98560/coverorgin.jpg?v=a4b6d4b36eb404ef95f7682537d7f1b0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire's Most Painful Regret
I was the wife of the De Luca crime family's Underboss, a beautiful statue whose only purpose was to produce an heir. But after five years, my body had failed. The day my husband, Alessandro, told me I was barren, he also introduced me to my replacement. He called her a "vessel," a temporary arrangement, but I saw the infatuation in his eyes. He promised it was just business, but soon he was calling me a "cold statue" behind my back while spending every night with her. The ultimate humiliation came at my birthday party. When a champagne fountain shattered and sliced my arm open, he ignored me bleeding on the floor to shield her instead. In front of his entire family, the Underboss chose his mistress over his wife. He left me there, my honor shattered as completely as the glass. I was no longer just a failed wife. I was an obstacle. And in our world, obstacles are removed. But my arrogant husband didn't know his own father had a contingency plan to protect me. While he was distracted by his mistress's fake pregnancy, he unknowingly signed our divorce papers. My disappearance was no longer an escape; it was the start of my revenge./1/120947/coverorgin.jpg?v=0cbf63353c0a44018e04aeebf128b9a6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrayed By Blood, Claimed By The Don
I was born into a ruthless Mafia family, but while my twin sister Serena was treated like a golden princess, I was just the disposable pawn. I secretly broke a decade-old Syndicate decryption record, proving I was a tactical mastermind. But when the results came out, my parents and my childhood crush Luca completely ignored me. They crowded around Serena to comfort her over her failing grade, and told me my flawless score was just a system glitch. To fund Serena's initiation into the elite ranks, my mother stole my $38,000 hidden escape fund—blood money I had starved to save for eighteen years—just to buy her a gold bracelet. When I confronted them, my brother dragged me across the floor, and they locked me in my bedroom. "You are an ungrateful asset, and you should be honored to contribute to her success." I had played the obedient, slow-witted soldier my whole life, giving up my food, safety, and dignity. I couldn't understand why my own bloodline was so eager to bleed me dry just to manufacture Serena's fake perfection. They thought I was trapped in that dark room, broken and waiting for their mercy. Instead, I wiped my digital footprint, accepted a recruitment offer from the most lethal Mafia boss in New York, and climbed out the window. This time, I chose to rule the shadows myself./1/111538/coverorgin.jpg?v=c5627e90572269846832cbcbfd9977c8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Enemies At The Altar
Mia Romano never wanted the mafia life. The daughter of a ruthless Don, she dreamed of freedom, of love beyond blood-soaked vows. But her world shatters when her father forces her into marriage with Mark DeLuca-his cold, calculating right-hand man. Handsome, loyal, and untouchable, Mark has secretly loved Mia for years, though she has always belonged to another. Trapped in a loveless arrangement, Mia despises him, clinging to her boyfriend, the one man who ever made her feel normal. But Mark's world is one of power, protection, and unshakable devotion. And when rivals close in, Mia discovers the dangerous fire that burns beneath Mark's calm surface. As they sleep in separate rooms, jealousy brews, especially when Mark's alluring ex moves into their lives. What begins as hatred slowly twists into longing, obsession, and passion. But in the mafia world, love comes with blood, betrayal, and deadly consequences. Will Mia surrender to the man she swore she would never love-or will her heart destroy them both? Read to find out./0/67413/coverorgin.jpg?v=49525dde8a0ca61f8ca73e7e4897312f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Game Of Trust
Richard a man in his mid 30's fell in love with a Viola. She stayed with him for several years hoping someday they'd be together as one. No doubt Richard loved Viola so much till he left the country on a contract where he met his boss' wife Diane. It was love at first sight. Knowing well Diane had a soft spot for him, Richard tried so hard to resist her beauty, her intelligence and wealth, it seemed like a mission impossible cause she completely swept him off his feet. His intelligence and dark skin caught her attention for she wanted to get him laid so bad. At the grand opening of Diane's successful husbands company, Fred threw a huge party and Richard appeared in his best. His ebony shined so bright, his smiles were as innocent as a new born babe. Waiting on his boss, Diane came looking all dashing. Her smiles penetrated his heart made him feel weak in his knees, his eyes were fixed on her, he wished to bask on a sandy beach with her touching her every sides. They both lusted after each other and couldn't resist. They finally got to be together in a room at the event and he had his chance. They had a bit of discussion, he gradually pulled her close making her feel his breath. The kiss was slow, intentional and deep. He caressed her and she gripped on him moaning so soft on his lips. The feeling was magical. They continued having sex secretly, he totally forgot about Viola. Viola tried so hard in reaching out to him. She got her visa and moved over to where he stayed thanks to the information she received from his boss Fred. She arrived at the airport and Fred picked her up. She went to meet Richard the next day and he was shocked. He told her his reasons for the lack of communication was because of how tight work had been for him. She explained to him how Fred her elder brother helped her come see him. It was a shock to Richard cause he had no idea Fred was viola's elder brother. She never mentioned him. She stated her reasons were because she was scared he'd only love her to get money from her. Richard tried so much to hide Both ladies for a while until viola found out about Diane. She reported to Fred who was highly disappointed in Diane and was heartbroken. Richard apologized and promised never to repeat such, instead he became more discreet in sleeping with Diane. Diane's best friend Reila, came visiting and caught Richard's attention for she was caramel skinned, beautiful with a nice body figure. He stalked her home just so he could get her information. They became close and started off as friends. He saw a difference in her. He saw a future with her. He loved her sincerely and couldn't resist complimenting her every look online. He stayed away from both Diane and Viola and they both fought each other over Richard. Richard secretly saved lots of money and invested into businesses. His 3yrs contract with his boss had ended already. He quickly got on with his plans. He proposed to Reila in public. Viola fainted.retract/1/122245/coverorgin.jpg?v=378e8212f4a49e9646df63512f52333d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Collateral For The Mafia Boss
What would you do if your life was no longer your own? Sofia Russo's world turns upside down when her father's debt brings Dante Morelli, a calm, powerful mafia boss, into her life. Instead of demanding money, Dante offers a contract: one year under his control, living in his house, following his rules. With no way out, Sofia signs. But what begins as a simple arrangement quickly turns into something far more dangerous. Every move she makes is being monitored, and every choice has consequences. But Dante doesn't want what she expected. He wants control, patience, and something she doesn't fully understand. As Sofia struggles to resist him, she slowly realizes that she isn't just trapped, she's being studied, shaped, and pulled deeper into a world she never fully understood. When outside threats begin to close in, the line between protection and possession begins to blur. Now, Sofia must survive the contract while uncovering the truth behind why she was chosen./0/53462/coverorgin.jpg?v=b1d9d3e785d634f843e84bad4a4be93a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Shadows Over Brooksdale
"Shadows Over Brooksdale" weaves a gripping tale set against the backdrop of a city ensnared by the clutches of organized crime. At the heart of this narrative is Antonio Moretti, the young and ambitious new Don of the Moretti crime family, who seeks to expand his inherited empire amidst a landscape fraught with danger and betrayal. As Antonio navigates the treacherous waters of the underworld, he faces a formidable adversary in Viktor Kozlov, the ruthless leader of a rival gang determined to usurp the Moretti's dominion. The story unfolds through a series of intricate plots and alliances, as Antonio and Kozlov engage in a deadly chess game for control over Brooksdale's criminal underworld. The tension escalates when Detective Sarah Jennings, a determined officer with a personal vendetta against organized crime, enters the fray. Jennings' quest for justice leads her to deploy an informant within the Moretti ranks, setting the stage for a series of events that will forever alter the lives of those involved. As alliances form and betrayals surface, the battle for supremacy reaches a fever pitch, culminating in a violent confrontation that shakes the very foundations of Brooksdale's criminal hierarchy. Amidst the chaos, Jennings' undercover efforts to dismantle the syndicates from within add a layer of complexity to the narrative, blurring the lines between right and wrong. "Shadows Over Brooksdale" is a story of power, loyalty, and redemption, exploring the depths to which individuals will go to protect their empire, seek justice, and find a sense of belonging in a world governed by shadows. It is a tale that delves into the heart of darkness within the human soul, examining the consequences of ambition unchecked by morality. As the dust settles, the characters and the city of Brooksdale emerge forever changed, standing at the threshold of a new dawn, one that promises hope yet whispers the eternal presence of shadows./0/64169/coverorgin.jpg?v=cc5525d690af1d165c9b564fef96690a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
FORCED TO MARRY A MAFIA
Isabella De Luca spent most of her life under the radar, quietly obeying the whims of the powerful maniac that was her father who was a mafia boss. She has always been a little princess in a golden cage. An ominous journey starts after she unwittingly gets the attention of the infamous Alessandro Rossi who is the ruthless and popularly known head of the Rossi family, a rival to the De Lucas family. Alessandro has his own nightmares and enemies who haunt him; he has always had to defend his empire against all odds but nothing could ever have prepared him for the ferocious woman he could not conquer. They end up in a spontaneous hot romance that is unintended. Veils are lifted, secrets of the lovers' past start opening up and this makes Isabella know that their union was never meant to create peace. Is Alessandro just a pawn in someone else's game of power? or is it possible that his motives were much more insidious than just a forced marriage?/1/118352/coverorgin.jpg?v=3edcf2729cc5c1efaa7622c02cc60bd2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Return of the Queen: He Chose His Mistress Over My Son
My five-year-old son stumbled into the hall, his cheek marred by the livid, blistering print of a hand. My phone buzzed with a message from my husband’s mistress, warning me to teach my brat some manners before she taught him a real lesson. Franco Moretti, my husband and the acting Boss of the Romano Syndicate, had allowed his mistress to strike the heir to our empire. When I confronted him, he dismissed the assault as a mere reflex and demanded I stop being dramatic. The silence that followed was heavy and cold. I realized then that my years of playing the docile, obedient wife had only invited disrespect upon my own blood. My mother-in-law echoed his coldness, telling me to look the other way for the sake of peace, as if my son’s pain were merely a trifle to be ignored. I looked at Leo, his small shoulders shaking with quiet sobs, and felt something ancient and hard wake up within me. The man I had married—the predator who ruled Chicago with an iron fist—believed I was weak, a shadow that existed only to serve his crown. He had mistaken my silence for stupidity and my restraint for submission. I stared at the countdown on my phone, the numbers marking the final moments of my long, hollow marriage. I had spent four years playing the role of a placid wife, but the script had dissolved the moment his mistress touched my child. I tapped the screen, silenced my alarm, and ended the call. The time for talk was over; the vendetta had begun./0/74227/coverorgin.jpg?v=ee093ee8f67685547c2a56f2dd6f6b55&imageMogr2/format/webp)
BOUND BY BLOOD AND DESIRE
Valerie Grey never imagined that her freedom would be worth a briefcase of cash. But when her father sells her to the ruthless Mafia kingpin Mason Kingston,her life is no longer her own. Mason is everything she hates-dangerous, cruel, and utterly in control. Yet, beneath the ruthless exterior, there are secrets he keeps locked away. Secrets that could destroy them both. Valerie is determined to escape. Mason is determined to break her. But as deadly enemies close in, and the line between hate and obsession blurs, Valerie realizes one terrifying truth-she may not want to run after all. Because sometimes, the devil doesn't steal your soul. He makes you beg to give it to him./1/120948/coverorgin.jpg?v=cb143ece492252eff93dd8772a0ba922&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Taste of Revenge
Betrayal can turn love into hatred, and Elizabeth Turner learned that the cruelest way. Deceived by the people she loved most, her world collapsed the very night Nathan Kingston was sent to silence her for good. Raised among power, secrets, and broken loyalties, Nathan embodies everything that destroyed her. But he also becomes her only chance to survive./1/118353/coverorgin.jpg?v=7dd9b0f4d9aa6d76813a4ea5e1b6b7bd&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Trapped By The Ruthless Mafia Boss
I was a former diamond prodigy, now hiding in the city's grimy underbelly as a cheap club waitress. I thought I had hit rock bottom, until the night I took a shortcut home. I accidentally witnessed Broderick Lancaster—the ruthless heir to a criminal empire—dumping a twitching body into an acid vat. I made a sound, and his men hunted me down, putting a bullet in my shoulder before I barely escaped into a freezing sewer. Forced back to work by my abusive boss, I covered my bullet wound with a garish butterfly tattoo and painted my face like a tragic, ugly clown to hide in plain sight. But fate is cruel. Broderick booked the VIP suite that very night. While serving him, I watched him casually slice a man's ear off. In my absolute terror, I dropped a heavy crystal bowl. The room went dead silent. Broderick walked over, a bloody knife in hand, and sliced the strap of my dress, exposing my tattooed shoulder—the exact spot his men had shot. My blood turned to ice. I was inches away from the monster hunting me. I sobbed and babbled like a brainless, terrified idiot, praying he wouldn't recognize the ghost who outran his killers. He bought the act and walked away in disgust. I thought I had survived, until I heard his cold voice declare his next move. "My team takes over security for this entire establishment. Effective immediately." My sanctuary had just become his hunting ground./0/51841/coverorgin.jpg?v=6efd0852a4965219c543e02da2128aca&imageMogr2/format/webp)
LET ME GO MR HEARTLESS
SYNOPSIS WARNING!!! THE BOOK CONTAINS VIOLENT AND GROSS LANGUAGES In life it is always said that for each decision and step you take there is a consequence. Pain!!! Pain!!! That is the only thing that Zoey has always experience in life. Zoey having been a victim and survival of an assassination carried on the life of her parents and her sibling. Her life has always been a struggle, happiness has always been out of her reach. Her life for a normal life seems to go further when she encountered the most deadly and feared Mafia leader in the entire country. She was held captive and turned to a slave by the ruthless Asher Dawnson. The journey begins between these two, but neither of them are ready for the storms heading their way. A storm that only held promises of broken hearts and perhaps, death./0/71633/coverorgin.jpg?v=8eaf7fe8f26e580c3a3f611718445135&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Forbidden Affairs : In love with My Hot Uncle
Sophia thought the death of her mother was the catalyst that would end her life. But that was the catalyst that brought her closer to the beginning of her life. To the time where she truly lived. Orphaned at 19 and left no choice but to move in with her step uncle, whom she never knew, Sophia's life becomes a roller coaster when she sees her step uncle isn't what she thought, but a hot 36 year old man. She's ready to give everything to him on a platter –her heart, her body, her virginity, and even her life. How far will she go to prove herself? And what happens when she digs up secrets that were never meant to see the light of day?/1/120625/coverorgin.jpg?v=9ecf822f670196b389d13d417b7534a9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Erased From The Frame: Runaway Bride
Seven days before I was set to marry the most feared Mafia Don in the country, I was asked to step out of my own wedding photos. Because my shadow was ruining the shot. The photographer then took ninety-nine pictures—of my fiancé and my adopted sister. When I refused to give up the master suite meant for a wife, the man I loved called me ungrateful. He abandoned me at a remote compound to take her to a nail salon. So three days before the ceremony, I returned his keys, his ledgers, and his world. I left a single note: 'Thank you.' Eight years later, I came back home—and found him waiting for me on the same road where he once left me behind. He promised to wait forever. He broke that vow in the worst way possible. And I never even heard the crash./1/121274/coverorgin.jpg?v=55d1356689ff51548eab1a4c0ac837aa&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Divorcing My Queen Cost Me An Empire
For sixteen years, I was the naive, pliant wife to Dante Moretti, a ruthless Mafia Capo. I funded his empire with my hidden family wealth. I endured his affairs. His family treated me like a fool in silk. But at his mother's sixtieth birthday gala, Dante threw an annulment decree at my feet—standing beside his new mistress, a rival mafia princess. His mother wore my late mother's stolen diamonds around her neck. He declared I was too weak to be a Capo's wife, and if I tried to take my daughter, his guards would carry me out in a body bag. The entire Syndicate watched. Every Capo. Every soldier. They were waiting for the soft, useless wife to fall to her knees and beg. They thought I only knew how to pick out silk curtains. They didn't know my family's blood money was the only thing keeping their empire from bleeding out. I didn't cry. I smiled. Picked up the annulment papers. Turned my back to the crowd. And signaled the soldiers I had embedded in his guard for years. "Begin the audit. Strip them bare."/1/104403/coverorgin.jpg?v=1bf915fac18b93ec29a275f6d7e64ff7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn To Ruin: The Mafia Queen's Revenge
I spent twenty-one years trying to be the perfect Mafia Princess, treating my illegitimate sister, Mia, with nothing but grace. That kindness is exactly what got me killed. My husband, Luca, didn't take me on a honeymoon. He dragged me into the soundproof basement of our estate. Mia was there, too. Not to help me, but to gloat. She laughed as she admitted to poisoning our mother with arsenic, watching with glee as Luca brought a serrated knife to my chest. "You were always too soft, Sera," he sneered, carving through my skin while I begged for mercy. I died in that cold, dark room, choking on my own blood and the bitter taste of betrayal. But I didn't stay dead. I woke up gasping for air, clutching a chest that was smooth and unscarred. The calendar on my nightstand read May 12, 2018. It was five years ago. The very morning I was scheduled to sign the marriage contract that would seal my fate. I looked at the paper on the vanity. In my last life, I signed it with a trembling hand. This time, I flicked open my silver Zippo and watched the flames eat Luca's name. I didn't pack a dress. I packed a pistol and a stack of cash. I was going to Las Vegas. There was only one man dangerous enough to help me destroy the New York families. I walked into the underground fight club, locked eyes with the deadliest man in the room, and smiled. "Dante Cavallaro," I said. "I'm here to make you a King."/0/98563/coverorgin.jpg?v=8d2e6f6523c750e570c3394386efef94&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire's Bride Has A Secret
I took a blade for my husband, Marco, five years ago. It saved his life, but the wound to my stomach cost me the ability to give him an heir. He swore it didn't matter. "I only need you," he had whispered. Today, he brought home my replacement. He called her a "surrogate," a university student named Bianca who was meant to secure his family's bloodline. But that night, I found them tangled in our guest bed. I stood in the doorway, a ghost in my own home, and listened to him praise her. "You're so pure," he whispered. "Lia... she's so frigid." The betrayal was a second blade twisting in my old scar. His affair became blatant. He showered her with gifts and forgot my birthday. When she coveted the heirloom pendant my dying mother gave me, he ripped it from my neck and gave it to her. "It's a worthless trinket," he scoffed. That night, she tried to run me over with his Aston Martin. He arrived to find me bleeding in the driveway, and he didn't even ask if I was okay. He just looked at me with disgust, believing her lies instantly. "What the hell have you done now?" he bellowed. "You're not dead, are you?" I laughed then, a hollow, chilling sound. I picked up my suitcase, turned my back on the ruins of my marriage, and made a single phone call. "Dante," I said to my brother, the Don of the Romano family. "It's done. Cut them off."/1/111541/coverorgin.jpg?v=2c0d26d6147aa7ed22975affc54e2cb5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn Heiress: Claimed By The Dark Don
I spent three years hating Damien Castillo, the ruthless mafia Don who kidnapped me from my engagement party and ruined my reputation. But in the end, it was my perfect fiancé, Julian, and my sweet half-sister, Sophia, who slipped the deadly poison into my wine. As the venom burned through my veins in that freezing cellar, I watched Julian smile. He and Sophia had orchestrated my brutal death. She had been sleeping in his bed all along, intentionally miscarrying his bastard child just to frame me as 'impure' and strip me of my family's protection. My own father used me as a political pawn, letting them throw me away like garbage. And Damien? The monster I had fought and despised for years marched straight into a suicide ambush for me. He was riddled with bullets, turning his body into a human shield just to buy me a few more seconds of life. "Touch her and you die." I died in that blood-soaked basement, clutching his lifeless body, suffocating on my own blind trust. Why did I ever believe the golden boy who betrayed me? Why did I fight the only man who truly loved me? Opening my eyes again, the stench of copper and mold was gone, replaced by the scent of Cuban cigars and black silk. I was back in 1928, on the exact night Damien stormed my engagement party and locked me in his penthouse. This time, when the ruthless Don approached me, I didn't scream or run back to my killers. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him./0/68065/coverorgin.jpg?v=6dbbbb9f099f7df8b479dcab403a432c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
