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The Great Mafia Boss

The Mafia Couple

Jason sank to his knees as smoke swallowed the sky, the color of it an angry crimson, like the world itself was bleeding. The house before him, her house, collapsed in slow motion, boards shrieking and crumbling as if mourning their own destruction. His chest caved with a ragged sob, the kind that seemed to come from somewhere deeper than his lungs, deeper even than his body. Everything around him blurred—faces, sirens, flames—until all that remained was the ash. He should have looked away. Should have closed his eyes. But he didn't. He couldn't. The paramedics moved solemnly through the smoke, their silhouettes stark against the firelit haze. The stretchers were draped in white sheets—too still, too final. He counted them without meaning to. One... two... three. Jason didn't flinch. His heart was hollowed out, like something had been carved from within him with a hot blade. It should've been him. Not Selena. "No," he whispered hoarsely, his voice splintering. "No, it can't be." He stumbled backward, eyes wide, brain refusing to bridge the gap between what he saw and what he believed. Reality came in slow waves, each one more unbearable than the last. And then he was moving, sprinting toward the stretchers with a desperate, raw urgency. A rescuer with no one left to save. "Selena," he choked, reaching trembling hands toward the nearest form. The heat of the fire still lingered in the air, as if the world itself was scorched. He lifted the sheet with shaking fingers. What stared back at him was no longer her face—just blackened skin, unrecognizable. His mind rejected it. It can't be her. It isn't.
Rayne_Rue · 94.6K Views

Reborn: The Billionaire Mafia Boss’s Second Life

Reborn: The Billionaire Mafia Boss’s Second Life In his first life, Luciano De Luca was a man feared by millions—a ruthless mafia boss and a cold-hearted billionaire CEO. He ruled the corporate world by day and the underworld by night. But with power came betrayal. Blinded by trust, he was deceived by those closest to him—his right-hand man, his blood relatives, and the woman he thought he loved. On the night he signed a billion-dollar deal that should have secured his empire, Luciano was assassinated... left to bleed out in the very office he built from nothing. But death was not the end. Luciano wakes up—ten years in the past. Armed with memories of betrayal, manipulation, and regret, the cold, calculating mafia king now has a second chance. A chance to rebuild his empire stronger, protect his true allies, and uncover hidden enemies before they strike. This time, he's not just fighting for power—he's fighting for something far more dangerous... love. The quiet, innocent woman he once ignored—Ariana Russo—holds secrets even deeper than he imagined. In his past life, she was nothing more than a background figure. In this life, she may be the key to everything: survival, redemption, and perhaps... happiness. But the past isn't so easily rewritten. Rival mafia clans, corrupt billionaires, and old foes begin to move as destiny shifts. His enemies are smarter. His allies are fewer. And love... love might be the most dangerous game of all. Can a ruthless mafia billionaire rewrite his fate? Or will love, family, and blood debts pull him back into the chaos he was destined for?
Don_Carter · 6K Views

The Mafia Boss Calls Me His Little Ancestor

The monsoon season of Nanyang carried a humid sensuality as Liao Qiao pushed open the hotel’s carved wooden doors, only to overhear Shang Lu’s mocking sneer: “Are you following me? Still not over me?” A sharp reprimand cut through the drama. “Show some respect to your sister-in-law!” The shadow of a black shirt swept over Liao Qiao’s shoulder. Shang Yu exhaled a plume of smoke, his gaze dropping to the crumpled figure on the floor. “Take him to the Dark Hall,” he ordered, his voice like glacial steel. Liao Qiao studied the man’s chiseled profile. This was Shang Yu, the ruthless tycoon of Nanyang. He stood at the rain-soaked veranda, cigarette smoke curling around him, the faint scent of snow pine lingering in the air—a blade sheathed in elegance. Their next meeting unfolded in the underground lounge of a nightclub. Liao Qiao sipped a Mojito, watching Shang Yu stub out his cigar with a snap. “Mr. Yan requests your presence.” Before the bodyguard could finish, she sauntered into the private room. Under crystal chandeliers, Shang Lu retched into a toilet bowl while Shang Yu tapped his fingers on the marble table. “Explain the annulment yourself.” Before the words echoed, Liao Qiao leaned against the doorframe, spinning a car key between her fingers. “I heard Mr. Shang owns a Maybach. Care to lend it for a spin?” On the manicured lawns of Nan Yang Manor, Shang Yu knelt to tend to a cut on her ankle. Liao Qiao traced the mole near his eye, laughter bubbling. “So anxious, Mr. Shang? Could it be…” His hands yanked her into an embrace, his palm pressing against her wounded back. “If it hurts, bite me.” The night Shang Lu’s yacht exploded, Liao Qiao stood by the manor’s floor-to-ceiling windows, watching Shang Yu’s silhouette rigid against the lightning-flashed horizon. Thunder cracked. For the first time, she understood why her father called her “Nanyang’s curse”—she had a knack for shattering and reshaping the trajectories of those around her without rhyme or reason. When Shang Yu returned from Palma, he pressed a platinum card into her palm. “Want to see where you were born?” Liao Qiao traced the intricate engravings, finally deciphering the truth in her father’s indulgent eyes—she was never just a heiress. She was the wildfire he’d always kept burning in his palm.
Js_Hs_0149 · 52.8K Views

Married To Mafia Boss

"Please my lord!!! Lend me the money,I promise to pay you back!! I just need to start up a business to take care of my family please!" The man cried in front of the mafia boss sitting down like a king on the chair smoking dangerously "So what if you can't pay back?" He asked in his cold scary voice The man kept quiet for a while before speaking up "I will give you my daughter" He finally said "I don't remember you having a daughter" The boss frowned "My wife gave birth yesterday,that's why I'm here for money...my lord" He said "Okay......deal" The boss said and immediately the man fell flat on the floor "Thank you so much!!!" The mafia boss turned to his men "Get him a bag and make him sign the contract" He ordered "Yes boss" The man was taken away after that. Soon enough,the boss's seven years old son came in with the mobsters,sweating all over as he had been training all day as usual. "Why are you here? Your training time isn't over" The boss said "Dad I'm tired......." "Never say that word in front of me again you weak human!!!" His father yelled and the boy broke into tears "No more tears!! Mafias are strong men,tears and weaknesses are taboos!!" He shouted "I want to play with other kids......" "How many times have I told you that you're not like other kids?" The boss stood up "Take him away,add extra two hours to his training session" He ordered his men "Yes boss!" And like that,they dragged the little boy out while he continue crying.
tamunotonyeharry96 · 5.5K Views
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