All Chapters of THE MAFIA QUEEN: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

The crowd roared for blood as I heard them scream. I spat out blood on the hard ground before I looked at the crowd. Finally, the referee let go of my arm allowing me to leave the ring. I quickly glanced at my opponent who was sat on the ground covered in blood. Yikes."Good job!," my boss, Max, praised me before he handed me my stack of cash. He followed me into the dressing room before he closed the door behind him. I took off the red mask that covered my face. I untied my hair, letting it flow freely down my back. I grabbed the red robe from his hands and put it on over my red silky sports bra and shorts. I sat down in a chair, waiting for him to speak."I'm proud of you, kid," Max said with a small smile. "You're one of the best fighters here. I know you were thinking of taking the mask off and showing who you are but you shouldn't. You know, you're the best. You earn the most and that means people are gonna be out to get you.""I didn't think of it like that," I mumbled."Good j

~Daphne's Pov~“You, my child, are to wed Adrian Smith.”The words didn’t sound clearly to me at first.It kept on replaying in my head like I've been struck with a stick on my head.“You have got to be fucking kidding me,” I said, my voice rising despite myself. I searched his face desperately, waiting for the crack in his expression. The smirk. The sigh. The just kidding.There was nothing.“Watch your tone young lady ,” my father snapped.The sound of his voice sharp, commanding hit me harder than the words themselves. He immediately seemed to regret it, dragging a hand down his face as if exhaustion lived in his bones.“I’m sorry for snapping,” he said quietly.That scared me more.“Please,” I whispered, my chest tightening“Please tell me you’re joking.”He shook his head.“I’m not.”“I’m not even an adult yet!” My voice cracked, panic finally breaking through. “I can’t this isn’t legal. You can’t do this to me.”“Child,” he said, standing now, his presence filling the room, “thi

I watched as my father walked away leaving me alone with the devil Adrian Smīth. He gripped my upper arm tightly and pulled me towards his chest so it looked as if he was comforting me from afar. My face was buried in his chest so my lifeless eyes couldn't be seen."You're going to wipe that fucking look off your face and act like a happy fiancé," he hissed in my ear. His hot breath fanning my cheek."What are you going to do if I don't?," I asked, rolling my shoulders back."You don't want to find out."I rolled my eyes and let out a sigh. "Are you going to let go of me or..," I trailed off. I wasn't willing to find out what he'd do. He's a mafia leader. He'd probably kill everyone I know. He glared at me one last time, warning me before he let go. He held his arm out for me to take. Slowly, I held his muscled arm. He most definitely lives at a gym.I saw people giving us strange looks before I saw my father stood on the stage. "Good evening!," he said, not bothering to introduce hi