Betrayed And Bound To Be The Mafia Queen Novels & Stories

"I know you're mad, but I swear I know I was wrong. I swear on my life, you'll be the only woman for me from now on!" He held up his fingers to swear, but I just found him annoying. "Back off!" Maya came charging out and shoved Warren hard. "Get lost, you piece of shit! You have no right to beg for her forgiveness!" Warren stumbled backward. "Look, Maya's fine too. We can go back to how things were." I stopped and gave him a dead stare. "Go back? Not a chance." "You ruined me over and over. You think I'm gonna fall for it again? I'm happy here. It's way better than being a mafia boss with a target on my back."

I find it unbelievably funny how kids from all over wish to be part of a Mafia group because all they perceive it to be is a gang of well dressed men who get whatever they want whenever they want and in actuality, it's not always like that. For someone who doesn't know how to exert dominance, you'll be sure to crumble alongside the empire you've struggled so hard to build and seeing that as something I can never let happen, I was always on my toes and ever ready for anything at all but it appears in all my years of experience, One single woman was about to stress me out so much. I wasn't expecting her to be totally cool with bringing her home with me against her wish but I also didn't expect

Eyes that seem to call out for me to claim, to take what was mine without minding the consequences. "I never knew you were part of the Mafia organization, Dearil. You sure are versatile" she spoke softly, her voice all hypnotic and sultry, but behind them was something akin to longing but it was veiled so craftily that I couldn't decipher if they were really there. My scent had not faded off her skin and the mark on her neck made my wolf howl. Ours. She bore my mark and as long as I breathe I was never going to let her out of my sight again. She was my Luna. Just mine.

It seemed surreal. I have spent another fifteen minutes staring at the wall. What have I done? I could easily answer that question. I got myself bound to a member of the mafia. If that wasn't scary enough, I offered to do anything in exchange for his help. Anything! My heart was pounding in my chest. Liam was supposed to come tomorrow and pick me up to stay with him for God knows how long. I slowly rose from the floor. I had to get ready, so I rushed to my bedroom. I did not have much. So it would not take too long to pack.

This girl is a fighter and no one on the face of the earth will be able to stand in her way until she sees justice served. So how can I reject her plea? How can I deny her the vengeance she so desperately seeks? How can I tell her that once you join the Mafia, you will forever be bonded to it for life? That there is no escaping the life of the damned once you take the sacred vow? The life of the Mafia is a dark and treacherous one; one wrong move and it can cost you everything. Everything. I once so desperately tried to run away from all this. But you see? I ended up coming back, back down this forsaken road. I ended up paying for the sins of trying to run away from my fate.

Two powerful Mafia families controlled Sicily: the Moretti family and the Vincenti family. To survive here, you had to swear loyalty to one side. Three years ago, Luca Romano of the Moretti family was being hunted by his enemies. I hid him, badly wounded, in my wine cellar. That was the only reason he survived. Later, he proposed to me. But on the eve of our wedding, just as the two families were preparing for peace talks, the police set up an ambush at the meeting place. Only a handful of insiders knew the new address, and all the evidence pointed to Sofia Greco, Luca's childhood friend. But Luca burned the evidence and named me as the suspect instead. "You want me to die in her place?" He

he said quietly, “and you lost it. But… you did exactly what I wanted. You betrayed me. And now… I know.” I felt the world tilt. My hands shook. My knees were weak. My mind was blank. I had been a pawn. I had been a piece in a bet between two men who had known each other longer than I had known the rules. And now, I realized, every action, every whisper, every move I had made to help Aurelio—he had anticipated it all. The man clapped once, slowly, and mockingly. “Bravo, Valeria. Truly remarkable. Fast, obedient, and utterly… predictable.”

I wanted to throw up. Dad always claimed that Emily’s mother was his best friend’s widow, and caring for her was simply his responsibility. But the truth was far more complicated, wasn’t it? Emily was also his daughter. He had betrayed my mother's trust. He had slept with her murderer, and created this monster. "But the man who saved her has too much influence in Italy. It’s difficult to handle Miley now–” “It’s just a mafia! Why should we be afraid of that scum? No matter how powerful he is in his underworld, we have plenty of money to shut him up. Right daddy?”

I was in the living room, handling some work, and casually asked the smart assistant to play some music. "Alexa, play some jazz." "Sure. By the way, just a reminder—four days from now, at ten in the morning, you're scheduled to accompany Sienna to her prenatal checkup." My hand froze midair. My name is Victoria. And I'm not pregnant. Jonathan was walking out of the bathroom, towel-drying his hair. He saw the look on my face and pulled me into his arms. "What's wrong, sweetheart?" I casually darkened my phone screen and smiled. "Nothing. Just a little tired." Jonathan kissed my forehead, his eyes tender and full of love. "Go get some sleep. Don't miss your birthday party tomorrow—you're the s

I raise my voice slightly while he trembles. "It's a Mafia case! Your specialty." He snaps back earning a scrowl from me. "Even though..." I trail off running my fingers through my hair in annoyance. I can't even get some rest?! I needed a fucking vacation! "I'm sure you'd like this case. It involves the famous Mafia Queen." He pressed on and my ears perk up at the sentence. "You mean Arianna?" "Yes." Arianna Romano. The deadliest and the most terrifying woman in the whole of America. She's so mysterious no one has ever seen her face. Be it covering up with a veil or wearing a mask, she makes sure her identity is hidden whenever she's out killing people.