BONITA
THE MAFIA SERIES
Book 1: BONITA
Book 2: CHERIE
Book 3: BELLA
Book 4: PICCOLA
These are a collection of four standalone chat stories revolving around the lives of each of the four mafia brothers.
One business empire was divided among four brothers ruling across four different locations in the country.
Kiaan said, unbuttoning her blouse himself when she didn't move.
Kiaan
I bought you. I own this body now.
She whispered, chest heaving, eyes burning with hate... or was it need?
Kiaan
Good. Now scream for your monster.
He slammed her back against the glass, hands bruising her hips. His mouth was cruel. Biting, taking, tasting rebellion.
He growled, thrusting into her so deep, her protest broke into a moan.
Kiaan
Then hate me while you come.
He whispered against her throat.
Meher
You're not my husband
She whispered, wrists pinned above her head, his body crushing hers into the mattress.
Vivaan
But your body doesn't care, does it?
Vivaan's voice was low, deadly.
Vivaan
It remembers who made it scream.
She said, voice trembling as he slid down, tongue replacing words.
Vivaan
But you're wet for me anyway, Cherie.
He spread her thighs with calm cruelty, dragging his fingers through her folds.
Vivaan
Begging looks good on you.
His mouth found her clit and she forgot her own name.
Atharva
You told me you loved him.
Atharva's voice dripped venom as he ripped her scarf away
Atharva
But you're wet for me now.
Atharva
And yet your thighs are spreading.
He shoved her onto the bed he never let her leave, tearing at her clothes with violent hands. His mouth crashed onto hers, all punishment and desire.
She cried, trying to twist away.
Pihu
I'll hate you forever.
Atharva
Then hate me with this tight little cunt wrapped around me.
Kabeer said, fingers tangled in her hair as she knelt before him
Kabeer
You don't get to walk away from me.
She snapped, tears and lust clashing in her voice.
Kabeer
You fucked someone else.
He said, guiding her onto the bed.
Kabeer
This is your punishment.
He didn't kiss her softly. He didn't ask for consent.
He dragged her thighs apart and thrust inside with the fury of heartbreak.
Kabeer
Say my name when you come.
Kabeer
Now take it like the slut you turned into.
They broke them. Branded them. And made them come for it.
Violent, Filthy, and Unforgettable.
TRAILER
"I didn’t steal her. I bought her. Fair and square. Her husband handed her over like property, and I paid the price. Her tears? Not my concern. Her children? Not my problem. She belongs to me now. And I don’t share what I own."
- Kiaan Singhania
Adira
Daddy? Where is my mommy? All the kids in school have a mommy that loves them, cares for them, makes them a delicious lunchbox, why don't I have a mommy who does that for me?
Kiaan
Adira... How many times should I ask you beta, not to ask me these stupid questions?
Nanny
Sir, I did all the things you asked me to do exactly like how you asked me to do? Please... Don't kill me. I have a f-family to support. It's not my fault if Adira baby is so spoiled-
Kiaan
*shoots in the head without letting her finish that sentence** Don't you dare say anything about Adira.
Mrs. Singhania
A child needs a mother Vivaan. Adira wants one too. It's not the maids fault. *a little sad about the death of the maid but acts like she was used to it**
Kiaan
I cannot marry a woman unless I like her. After Anjali, I don't think that's going to happen.
Kiaan
*scoffs* Do you have kids Pranay?
Pranay
Of course sir. I have two kids. An elder son and a younger daughter and a lovely wife.
Kiaan
Sounds like your life is picture-perfect?
Pranay
It's the usual... Boss.
Kiaan
I'd like you to bring your wife and kids to the party tonight, at my palace?
Jivika
Darshit? Why did you let Aarna get that glass of juice? You know those glasses are too big for her tiny hands *gets some tissues and wipes Aarna's clothes**
Jivika
Tch. Look, now she might get sick again.
Adira
*watches all this at the party and becomes sad** Grandpa...?
Mr. Singhania
Yes, dear? *picks her up in his arms**
Adira
You know I want a mommy. If you can't find me one, can I find one myself?
Mr. Singhania
*darts his eyes in the direction Adira was pointing to.** You mean that woman with two kids?
Mr. Singhania
If my only granddaughter wants something, she is going to get it.
Pranay
Jivika, meet my boss, Kiaan Singhania. I told him about you today at the office, and he asked me to bring you along tonight.
Jivika
Nice to meet you, sir.
Kiaan
Tell me something Pranay? How much would you rate your wife for?
Pranay
She is a ten out of ten sir!
Kiaan
No. *chuckles darkly and leans closer* I meant... For how much would you sell your wife to me?
Kiaan
I can offer you that CEO's position you've been eyeing in my Bandra office?
Pranay
But sir... M-my kids love her!
Kiaan
That's not my problem, is it?
Jivika
He's called us to dinner? What about the kids?
Pranay
We'll drop them to my parents place.
Jivika
I don't know why but your boss gives me the creeps. Can we not skip this dinner?
Pranay
They're offering me a position of CEO. It's really important for me.
Kiaan
*smirks* Do you even know what your husband offered in exchange for that position Mrs. Jivika Verma?
Kiaan
He offered me your name.
Jivika
P-Pranay? I-Is this true?
Pranay
It's just for a couple of nights until he gets bored with-
Jivika
*slaps hard across his cheeks** You think just because I am your wife you have a right to sell me for someone to buy?!
Kiaan
*grabs her hand and pulls her closer** Mrs. Jivika Verma, even if he doesn't have a right to sell you but I, Kiaan Singhania has the absolute right to buy anything and any person I want. I bought YOU.
Kiaan
Now, I'd ask you to get down on your fucking knees and treat me like you should as my purchased slave.
This is not a love story born out of trust.
It’s the story of a woman sold by the man she once called her husband…
And the man who bought her, not to save her,
but to keep her.
This book contains mature and disturbing themes, including:
→Human trafficking and commodification of a woman
→A mother being forcefully separated from her children
→Psychological manipulation, control, and isolation
→Marital betrayal and emotional abandonment
→Dubious consent and coerced intimacy
→Possessive obsession and captivity under the guise of protection
This story explores raw, unsettling power dynamics.
Read only if you can handle the darkness.
The Two Families
It was, yet again a complete mess in the house made by Adira Singhania, the daughter of Kiaan Singhania and the only granddaughter of Dushashan Singhania.
Adira
Go away!! You Are Not My Mom! Do not teach me what I can Or cannot do! You get that?!
Nanny
Adira baby, don't do this.
Adira
If you want me to stop troubling you go call my mom.
Nanny
(How can I call her mother? The poor kid's mother died four years ago when she was just nine months old!)
Adira
Why are you still standing here?! Go call my momma!!
Nanny
Adira baby, your daddy is in a meeting, and he will return only at night.
Adira
I asked you to call My mom, not My dad, dammit!!
Adira picked up a flower vase and threw it towards the nanny, but luckily she dodged that.
Nanny
(If I stay here anymore, this crazy kid will smash all the flower pots on my head, I think I should just let her be alone for a while.)
The nanny went out closing the door behind her to Adira's room.
Adira
You are all insensitive psycho people who won't let me meet my mommy!!
Adira threw her pencil box towards the closed door and she started crying her eyes out after that.
Adira
I want momma. I don't want anything. I just want a mommy, like all my friends have. Why don't I have a mother like my friends?? Why??
Nanny
📱Mr. Roy, please come home quickly, Adira baby fell ill from excessive crying again.
Kiaan
📱She asked for her mother again, didn't she?
Nanny
📱I think Mr. Singhania, you should consider telling Adira baby the truth about Mrs. Singhania's death. She will become rebellious like this.
Kiaan
(Ugh! She is such a bother sometimes)
Kiaan
📱No! I'll come back tonight. I'll talk to her. You try your best to feed her the medicine and bring down her fever.
Kiaan
(I'll have to find her a mother. But, how? I don't like any woman, they all linger for my money, and they wouldn't actually marry me for Adira. If only I could find a woman who is already a mother and was able to move my heart I would do anything to make her mine.)
Jivika was beating the batter in a bowl, when Pranay caged her from behind and kissed on her neck making Jivika tickle
Pranay
MMH! What's cooking? It smells so delicious.
Jivika
Why don't you taste it yourself and then find out?
Jivika teased him with her husky voice. Pranay wrapped his hands around her waist and turned her to face him. Jivika gave him a naughty smile.
Pranay
I want to lick it off your fingers.
Pranay said as he grabbed Jivika's hand, dipped it in the cake batter and licked it seductively watching her as she was feeling his tongue and saliva over her fingers.
Just then Darshit came in and both Jivika and Pranay got startled.
Jivika got back at beating the batter and Pranay fished for a glass to pour himself a glass of water quickly
Jivika
Yeah, Darshit, what is it?
Darshit
I drew a picture at school and it got the first prize.
Jivika
Wow. You are going to grow up to become an artist, huh?
Aarna
Mumma, is the cake ready or not? I was waiting...
Jivika scooped Aarna up in her arms and made her sit down on the kitchen slab.
Jivika
Watch how mommy bakes the cake okay?
Aarna
Can I get a taste of it? Please?
Jivika extended the bowl towards her.
Aarna
No. I want to lick it off your finger just like Dada did.
Just when Aarna said this Pranay choked on the water.
Pranay
Ahem, I have some work at the study.
Pranay started to leave when he scolded Darshit too
Pranay
And, you, little devil? Aren't you done with your fun today? Get back to your books.
After the two left, Jivika scooped up a bit of batter on her finger and offered Arna to taste it
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