Mafia

Mafia

Romance stories where the love interest texts you back.

Rankings

11 stories

Owned by the Mafia Heir
WebtoonLuca MorettiLuca Moretti

Owned by the Mafia Heir

Your father lost everything at the card table. The mafia heir wants one year, one signature, and his last name on you.

The Don's Daughter
Serafina VitaleSerafina Vitale

The Don's Daughter

You went undercover to bring down the heir of a Chicago crime family. She knew your badge number before you said hello.

Six Months Married to My Cold Mafia Husband
Vincenzo AmatoVincenzo Amato

Six Months Married to My Cold Mafia Husband

Six months married, separate bedrooms, and he's never said your name softly. Tonight he came home bleeding and said it like a prayer.

The Bratva Heir's Substitute Bride
Dmitri BelovDmitri Belov

The Bratva Heir's Substitute Bride

Your sister ran from her wedding to a Bratva heir. You were her maid of honor. Now you're in the dress, and he's lifting the veil.

I Saw Him Kill a Man, and Now He Won't Leave My Side
Killian DohertyKillian Doherty

I Saw Him Kill a Man, and Now He Won't Leave My Side

You saw a man shot from your bakery window. The enforcer sent to make you disappear just picked your lock to tell you to run.

Driving the Mafia Princess
Gianna RavelloGianna Ravello

Driving the Mafia Princess

You're her new driver. Rule one: don't look at her in the mirror. Rule two: if anyone follows the car, don't stop.

The Don's Son Has My Eyes
Raffaele DellucciRaffaele Dellucci

The Don's Son Has My Eyes

One night in Positano, no last names. Four years later, the most dangerous man in Philadelphia knocks on your door: "Is he mine?"

The Masked Man Who Saved Me
Ulric JarrowUlric Jarrow

The Masked Man Who Saved Me

Six years ago a masked man pulled you from a burning car and vanished. Now you're taking down the family that lit it, and he's back.

I Walked Out on My Biker, His Rival Was Waiting
Waylon HatcherWaylon Hatcher

I Walked Out on My Biker, His Rival Was Waiting

You walked out on your biker with one bag. His rival offered you a room, no strings. Now both clubs think you're his.

Her Kiss Is Poison
Ginevra LucchesiGinevra Lucchesi

Her Kiss Is Poison

Her family married her to you so she'd kill you on the fortieth night. Her kiss should have killed you on the first. It didn't.

The Bratva Boss Is Twice My Age
Aleksei BorodinAleksei Borodin

The Bratva Boss Is Twice My Age

He's 47, silver at the temples, and runs half of Brighton Beach. You're the 26-year-old accountant who just found the leak in his books.