Bella Mafia Book Novels & Stories

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I mumbled when I saw a girl at my bedside. Is she an angel? She was sleeping peacefully. Her blonde hair fitted her facial features perfectly she looked like a fairytale main lead. I stopped studying her face when I noticed the book beside her. Βιβλίο θεραπείας Vivlío therapeías (BOOK OF HEALING) As a medical student my inner thoughts won so I grabbed the book and browsed what was inside. "Bingo!" I mumbled to myself when I saw the contents because I saw the spell connected with the 'Flower of Iris'.

“And the food? Incredible. Ivan wasn’t exaggerating.” I laughed. “Wait until you see the boutiques. There’s this one street I love. Designer pieces but with real soul.” We talked easily about everything. Her life in New York, her work in marketing, how she and Ivan had connected so quickly despite the distance. I shared bits of my own story, careful not to reveal too much of the darker parts. It felt refreshing to have another woman to talk to, someone outside the mafia world who saw me simply as Alessia. We had just finished our main course when a familiar voice cut through the peaceful atmosphere.

Although pleasant at first, these formalities began to wear on Miss Blum's patience. Constrained by convention, she could not initiate contact without a suitable pretext. Fortunately, one did present itself. One of the funeral homes was going to hold a raffle and all the East Side undertakers were given a handful of ballots to sell. Ida Blum, who usually handled these matters, called her daughter and asked if she was interested in trying her luck with the Weiss brothers. At her mother's timely suggestion, Billie went to Houston Street on the pretext of selling them ten raffle tickets. Irving was willing to buy all ten, but Henry stopped him, telling him that five would be enough. That confir

He replied to her, standing from his seat to lean on his table. “How can a living subject be sold off without her own consent?” She inserted air quotes around the sold off. For a moment, Marie forgot she was standing in front of someone affiliated to the greatest and most dangerous Mafia group in the country. But, what did she have to lose? She was already brought here against her own will, and it doesn’t seem like anyone is going to answer the question as to why she’s here.

As George's men erupted into laughter, amused by the woman's sudden change in attitude, she fell silent, her earlier defiance tempered by a sense of caution and uncertainty. On the other hand, as Sherly and George enjoyed their lunch together, Sherly started the topic of the women's attitude toward her within the mafia. She doesn't care about their opinion since they don't know her, but she doesn't want this to stress her boyfriend out. She put down her spoon and fork as she raised her head and looked into her boyfriend's eyes. "You know, Babe, it seems like some of the women in your mafia don't particularly like me," she remarked casually, putting aside the spoon and fork and taking a sip o

she said, holding out the envelope with a grin. Raising an eyebrow with a curious expression, Sherly accepted the envelope and carefully opened it, revealing an invitation letter adorned with intricate designs. Hmm? What was this invitation? It only has the date and the time, but there's no indication of what it was. "What's this?" Sherly asked, scanning the elegant script printed on the paper. "It's an invitation to the Mafia Ball," Maria explained, her eyes twinkling with excitement. "You're invited as a special guest." Of course, she is a special guest. After all, she held a lot of information regarding the people in and out of society.

"No! How can I just climb on your back? Moreover, there's an injury on your arm." JK yells, "Just shut up and do as I say!" "No, I won't! Why are you showing me mercy now?" "I have never seen a stubborn girl like you." Grabbing her hand forcefully, he makes her lean on his back. "This man, seriously! How long are you going to force me? Will you ever let me live peacefully? When will you stop all this?" "When you love me more than I do." "I'll never fall for you." "You won't have to do it, baby. It will happen automatically. Just wait and see." "Yeah, yeah, whatever. Walk as soon as possible; I'm so hungry." "It's high time to learn how to control your hunger." "Yah, I've never seen a stupid

Arcano smiled as he let me go and pulled Neko into a hug. “Good Evening Mr. Salvatore” Neko smiled as I rolled my eyes at their interaction. Neko engulfed my father in a warm hug and almost seemed like they melted into each other. “Who is this?” “G-Good Evening Sir. My name is Ayla and I am Miss Bella's Slave.” Ayla smiled and bowed down to show my father respect. “You are such a sweetheart” My father smiled. “She is an Elven slave and as of right now, she is under Salvatore protection. Unless you have a problem with that Arcano.”

He reminded himself he could not be sidetracked from his purpose. “Ms. Baxter, let me tell you one thing. Don Marco and his family operate one of the biggest MAFIA groups in the country. If we can take them down, we could potentially help the innocent from becoming their victims.” “As you guessed, they run a prostitution den. They guise it as charity events, but however you look at it, it was illegal and a crime.” “I am sure you would like to help others, Ms. Baxter?” “Are you hearing yourself?” Kara cried as fear, anger, loathing, frustration, and disappointment rolled into one.