Romans & histoires 5 Mafia Brothers And Their Lost Princess

Valeria saw the hesitation forming and pressed further. “My father can help you.” Alessandro looked at her sharply. “Help me do what?” Valeria's eyes gleamed slightly. “Become the next Mafia King.” Silence. Alessandro blinked slowly. Then laughed in disbelief. “You’re insane.” “I’m serious.” Alessandro shook his head immediately. “I’m nineteen.” “So?” “So I’m not ready for any of that!” Valeria stepped closer again. “You don’t need to be ready.” “You just need to cooperate.”

"Klara its your mummy what happened tell me please baby" "Mo-Mom it hurts" "What hurts baby" my brother Anthony asked. "Everything, My ribs,le-" She didn't even completed her sentence and fainted. "KLARA IVY DE LUCA OPEN YOUR FUCKING EYES" "Wake up" "Mario go and call the driver we have to take her to hospital, mom pack her clothes" Lorenzo ordered. Everybody were sobbing mess. We just got her and cannot lose her. By the time we reached hospital , everyone were parting ways and bowing because not everyday you see whole Italian and Spanish mafia gathered.

I turn to look back at Adrian, a sense of pride and finality now seeping into my bones, making me feel steady instead of giving into the chaos that has plagued my mind for so long. “These men, who you thought were my many boyfriends, are my brothers. If I am the mafia princess, then they are the mafia princes. They have done more for me in my life than anyone else ever will,” I state. I remain in my spot, my eyes never leaving Adrian’s. His face contorts, twisting into a deeper look of disappointment. There is a hint of acceptance in his expression, though, which brings me some kind of relief. At least I know now that he will not try to change who I am, who I have become in these past couple

If I’ve learnt anything in the past months it's that anyone can betray you. “Oh, Beta Emilio. What a surprise. How are you doing?” His voice came. “I am ok, thanks.” Only physically. I’m an emotional mess but he didn’t have to know that. “How are you doing and how are things in your pack? I heard your Alpha was killed.” “Oh, Beta Emilio. Things have been bad. The Mafia princess is missing. She was supposed to be the one to take over as Mafia boss and Alpha but she ran away after her father was killed by Rogues.”

She was a fallen Mafia princess, more like kicked from her throne brutally for not falling in line to her Mafia Boss Daddy’s orders. It was awkward to say the least when Katia showed up to a private party a few years back, and during her aerialist routine, she looked down to see her brother fucking a Goddess on the bed below. Talk about quite the family reunion. And creepy as fuck because the Goddess Claudius was fucking had an uncanny resemblance to herself. Hey at least they were on speaking terms again and Katia recommended good fucks to her brother. He only fucked limber blondes, so Amber had worn a wig when she fucked the golden-haired pretty boy last year. “Hope that rope don’t get los

I asked in their face. “Yes mafia princess, please spare us” “Hm “I thought. “We’ll do anything,” one said pleading with tears in his eyes. That’s when an idea struck me. If they’re from the American mafia then they should know all the plans and tactics that the big bosses use. They would be of great help to us and then we can kill them off. “What are you guys name?” I asked. “Wyatt” “Jamey” “Keith” “Mackison”

the guy said "A mafia farewell," Dad said "Yes since Matteo is the head of the Spanish mafia and you are the head of the Italian Mafia Rosemary will get a mafia farewell. It's where all the mafia leaders and their families come. We haven't done it in a while but I think today we all need this," the guy said I looked around to see many mafia leaders standing near their cars and many guards around all of them "Thank you," I said and everyone nodded their heads "We also set up a parameter so that the media will not be heard or seen while we bury the mafia princess," the guy said

I take a deep breath and nod. Sebastian Ferreira, better known as Dio, is the biggest mafia boss in Rome. He's in charge of most of Europe and he has some strong ties with the Mexican mafia as well. Everything that's happening in the city right now has something to do with him. And his presence in Rome means it's going to get even more dangerous out here.

His hair, dyed blood-red, glowed under the night lights. The other back door opened, and another man emerged. Francesco’s eyes followed the pair of spotless white sneakers stepping onto the ground. His breath caught for a split second. His mind processed what he was seeing. A mirror image. His stomach twisted. The same face. The same posture. The same calculating menace in their presence. The Russo brothers. Shit. The Russo family — One of New York’s most ruthless Mafia clans, infamous for high-profile assassinations — had disappeared years ago. Now, they were standing right in front of him.

My brother lay in a growing pool of red, his chest shuddering once, twice, then still. Giovanni brushed his suit jacket, wiping Jack’s blood from his collar like it was a speck of dust. His grin returned, wider, crueler. “And there ends the story of the unworthy heir.” A sound tore from my throat—half snarl, half roar. I didn’t recognize it as mine until I realized my fists were bleeding from where I’d slammed them into the table. “You killed my brother.” Giovanni tilted his head, feigning innocence. “Correction, Kraven. He killed himself the moment he betrayed you as the Mafia's law implies that no one betrays his own brother or else will be killed. I just accelerated the process.”