5 Mafia Brothers And Their Lost Princess の小説・ストーリー

Third person's POV Amara walks up and down. She, her brother, and her mother are in Cedar Falls. They have not heard from her father in the last few days. She knew this would not end well for her father and Don Parisi. She wished they would have listened to her, Bria, and her brother. She knows her father and Don Parisi are dead and should not have messed with Riccardo and Mia. Amara knows her father, and Don Parisi planned to go after the twins. Even in the Mafia, going after a Don's children is unacceptable. But the two stupid older men went after the Godfather's children. She is sure that her father and Don Parisi are not alive anymore to tell their story.

Maybe the Mafia world was my destiny and Dominico was my soul mate sent from Heaven. I later heard after a few weeks that Richard has moved back to his country to take over the same throne he has been on the run for and here I was left to rot in my own pain and weary. Kiara and her brother quickly became the family I never had as the minutes turned into hours and hours into day and into weeks and weeks into months, my heart clapped back to its original hard nature. There wasn't any love out there for me any way and I didn't see the need to explore with anyone since after Richard. Just two days ago, Kiara and her brother landed in Sicily to begin their new life with Maria away from the enemie

I pieced two and two together and by the time I got a clear picture, I knew that the idea of freedom was nothing but a long fairytale I would only ever get when I laid my head on the pillow and drifted off the sleep. The realization hit me so much that I lost my breath there. But it was just as I had feared. I’d heard stories, watched the TV and saw the news, heard all the things they were capable of. And it all made so much sense. So much sense I wondered just how I missed it! And it dawned on me heavier than before. My brother sold me to a fucking, ruthless mafia king who ruled all over Chicago!

When Sky Foster aimed, Charlie was often the target, and she had the kind of accuracy that made people flinch before she even threw anything. Sky Foster. The fiery blonde with eyes so green they could probably stop hearts if she cared to look up long enough. She was not just sassy, she was a full blown hurricane in designer sneakers. Charlie secretly called her his princess. Ridiculous, really. She was not his. She would never be his. Because Sky Foster was the daughter of River Foster, the notorious Mafia boss who ran the Crimson Serpents with a smile sharp enough to cut glass. And Charlie. He was the hired help. The bodyguard assigned to keep her out of trouble, or at least to try.

he says, "What brings you here, to be a mob wife?" I snort as he rubs foundation over my skin, dabbing it in to blend with the other creams. "I don't think I had an option. I've got a mafia dad and mafia brothers as well." "Look at you. A princess, one might say." I wince. "Oh no. Please don't say that." Mark laughs. He motions for me to close my eyes as he brushes makeup on my lids. "Don't ever turn down a crown that's offered to you, darling. Just my two cents."

The air crackled with the promise of murder. Then, a set of heavy footsteps from the doorway. My grandfather, Giovanni. The patriarch of the Moretti family, the old Don who built our empire in Chicago. Behind him stood Leo Bianchi, the family's consigliere. The entire inner circle was here. "What... what the hell happened here?!" My grandfather's eyes were about to pop out of his head. He saw my state, the mess on the floor, and Brenda on the ground, moaning. His face was a thundercloud of pure rage.

For years, Yulia unraveled the Brotherhood’s secrets, giving us the upper hand to thwart their every plan, every investigation, and every attack against us. Of course, Michael never found out. Dimitri, years after having his precious little princess, called for a truce. A dumb bastard, he was. He was a fool to think I would forget what they did. That they killed my father. That they created a mafia clan they weren’t supposed to. That their silly attacks cost me billions of dollars. However, in pretense, I agreed to the truce on one condition. Dimitri’s precious Princess should be married off to me.

I know we all want to know what happened next on Lidia and Bruno’s part but why don’t you grab a box of popcorn and let journey together into the mafia world part. Thank you for reading, you all mean a lot to me. And let me quickly remind us of their names again: Bruno the ice king Lorenzo the tall man Matador the blacksmith Alarico the balancer accountant Gennado the old wolf Salvatore the ghost money laundering Gravino the cleaner

Just us. I was put in the middle as my 5 Mafia brothers surrounded me and the camera fluttered, capturing 5 Mafia Brothers and their Abused Princess. 𝟓 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐀𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 - 𝐎𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟𝐟

Lorenzo asked. "I figured it out on my own." I lied. "Princess, you told us something that you weren't ready to tell us so we have something to tell you. We're in the mafia." Dad said making my heart drop. "Do you guys sell girls or abuse them?" I asked shocking them all by what I asked. "No, of course not baby, we just kill the ones who deserve to killed, we don't do any of that other stuff." Lorenzo said making me nod.