Betrayed And Bound To Be The Mafia Queen Novels & Stories

They knew better. Having Santiago with Harper gave me some sense of relief, he was loyal to the bone, I never had to question it, and he already liked her, so he would rather die than let something happen to her. Momo on the other hand, was a more serious and deadly tool. I needed him for what we were going to do now. The townhouse was old money dressed in cheap arrogance. I hated that. Men like Victor loved hiding rot behind polite fences. I’d burned places like this down when I was seventeen, betrayed by my own brothers in the street. I’d learned then: loyalty was iron until a man saw a thicker coin.

A boat was waiting. "We’re leaving the country," he said. "New identities. New start. And you two are coming with me. Insurance." My father was shoved to his knees. Luca put the gun to his head again. "Last chance, Caterina. Beg." I looked at my father. I looked at Matteo, unconscious on the ground. I looked at the water. Then I smiled. Because I remembered Rule 1. _Trust no one. Except maybe the enemy who warned you._

And I was caught between a past that once comforted me and a present I was still trying to understand. I was bound to the ruthless mafia king. His world had claimed me the moment he first brought me in. Even now, after the motel, after everything, I could not escape the pull of him. The way he looked at me like I was his. The way he sat in my room all night like a shadow that refused to leave. It terrified me how much I was starting to accept that binding. Eventually, I picked up the phone again and typed a short, cautious reply to Enzo.

Officer 3 defended, "Don't judge a book by the cover" Maroon sternly said, "Have you informed the Yekkel family" Officer 3 asked, "Yes I did, They should be on their way here" Officer Maroon replied. Olivia stormed in, "Where is she?" she asked looking for the suspect, when she heard that they had found a suspect she was overjoyed, she found it as a way to liberate her son and decided to blame that person irrespective of who they were.

...Trinity POV... Everything is happening so fast now. I only have but just met Colton, and we have already been through so much together. Just a few days ago, I was a normal woman, and now, as crazy as it does sound, I am set to become what men in Colton's world call a Mafia Queen. Do I know what I am doing? Not the slightest bit at all, but with Colton by my side, I shall be able to set my mind to do what it is to what I wish it would be doing.

Raffaele glanced in my father's direction, searching for assistance. "Don't dispute it. When I see what I desire, I know it. And you want Freya," hissed Damon . It was not refuted by Raffaele. "If I see you gazing at her in that way once more. If I discover you two alone in a room together. I will murder you if I discover that you have touched her hand as much. Raffaele became flushed. "You don't belong to the Outfit. Even if I had raped her, no one would ever tell you anything. For you, I could break her in." God, Raffaele, stop talking.

I assure you. —Sooner or later, your nature will surface, and you won’t be able to escape it. Isabela had always wanted to escape the fate her father had set for her, but destiny, just as he had said, caught up with her. She had become what her sister desired—a mafia queen. Now, she faced the darkness she had always tried to flee from. She was the Moretti queen, and no matter how many tried to take Alejandro down… As long as she was alive, no one would touch her husband.

Mia just killed her opponent within seconds and without breaking a sweat or attaining a scratch on herself. The whole crowd erupts into merriment and whistles, cheering on their queen. They must be proud of her. Fuck! Anyone will be proud to have a girl like that. "You were worried for nothing Ryan" Alessio cheers giving me a bro hug. ''Congratulations idiot, hurt her and you have me to face" I offer him a small smile though I'm not sure about this. She's young and she's the 'queen'. Is she gonna leave all of this behind, and give me what I want? What if she gets attached and I end up hurting her, will this crowd come after me?

"It’s too late. You’ve already signed your fate." A sharp slap burned across my cheek, snapping me into harsh reality. This wasn’t just a scam anymore. This was my father’s enemy. One that is a pretty big catch. And he’d found me. Damn. The new mafia ruler svcks. 'Of course.' I thought bitterly. Can’t a girl catch a break? One night of fun, and now I’m the grand prize in some villain’s twisted game. My hangover came with a side of doom. Cold steel bit into my wrists as they tied me up. A sickly sweet scent filled my nose, and I barely had time to struggle before darkness swallowed me whole.

“Do you really want me to lay it all out for you? You want me to tell everyone how you murdered the king and queen and framed Gianna for it?” Mika sneered, her voice laced with judgment. “I know more than you think, and I can’t quite grasp why I’m even considering keeping your secret. If you keep pushing my buttons, I won’t hesitate to expose your ties to the mafia and your scheme to sell nightshade packs. Just imagine, when that moment arrives, I’ll be lounging with a glass of wine, using your head as a gourd. Trust me, it won’t be pretty for you.”