Betrayed And Bound To Be The Mafia Queen Novels & Stories

Mafalda is actually really cool on the murderous, sadistic side. She talks allot about how much she loves working in the mafia. I honestly don't get how anyone could enjoy it but then again, I didn't have a choice. I swallow the liquor she pours in my glass and hiss at the afterburn. We've been out in the patio for almost three hours now; I can feel the alcohol starting to take effect. "You really shouldn't mind Vince, you know." she says casually taking a sip from her cup. I look at her questioningly. Her soulless eyes glance back and she sighs. "I shouldn't even be telling you this. Do you know what happened to the boys' mother?"

“You should have done your research beforehand. Perhaps you won’t fail stealing from another mafia.” He grunted. “Who are you?” She finally withdrew her gun and squatted down to his level. The confidence of this woman was beyond me. “Allow me to introduce myself. La regina. The queen of the mafia.” His chuckle was taunting yet with desperation. “There is no queen in the mafia.”

Melissa cried out as she struggled against her captors. One of the men turned to her with a sneer. "You thought you could just leave the mafia world, did you? We can't let that happen." Melissa's heart sunk as she realized that Tiara had betrayed her. "Tiara, she set me up, didn't she? How could she do this to me?" Melissa asked, The men ignored her as they drove her to an undisclosed location. When they arrived, Melissa was taken to an underground room and locked up. Days turned into weeks, and Melissa was subjected to brutal punishments, constantly reminded of the consequences of trying to leave the mafia world.

And then, everything went black. When I came to, I was tied to a chair, my wrists and ankles bound by cold metal cuffs. Dominic loomed over me, his eyes gleaming with a sinister intensity. "You shouldn't have tried to come work for the undertakers, Lucia," he hissed, his voice dripping with malice. "Now you'll have to face the consequences." I struggled against the cuffs, but they were too tight. I was trapped, with no escape from the horrors that awaited me.

Quinn asked. “Depends…. What did he do?” “Betrayaled the Famila and he raped a nine year old.” I looked at him in disgust. The Mafia was a gang of murders, thieves and robbers but they were what you could term, loyal and royal class thieves. Pedophiles are vermin to any Mafia mob with a boss that has a head on his shoulders. I stared into his eyes. My gaze had a dead aura to it. I was completely unfazed by my plans for him.

he ask while we walk out of his house. I look at him like he's stupid "I'm not apart of the mafia I am the mafia," I say. He raises an eyebrow at me. "okay, maybe I'm not the mafia but I am a mafia queen I was born into the mafia so I'm mafia by blood," I tell him. he nods his head in understanding. "but seriously I am the mafia technically because Luca is the King of all mafia and he is the mafia so technically I am the mafia," I say trying to convince Blake but it didn't seem to work cause all he did was bust out and laugh. I pout a little and go over to Luca and I's car. "

Nobody dares to cross them or ends up losing their lives or in short, everything. I nodded before asked the question punching my walls in my mind, "Mind tell what I did to get the honor of getting a personal show from the Right hand of the famous 'Mafia Queen' " unlike other gangs this one is recently taken over by a female who earned the title of 'Evil Mafia Queen' in the less than a month after the death of Evan King, their previous boss.

You can see now how that got to me, right? I mean, I know that I am a spoiled brat but I worked for that! I am a fucking rich bitch and I accept that whole-heartedly. But no one is allowed to speak to me that way! I’m not just all talk. I actually know how to shut people up. I’m a fucking queen! Quite literally… I’m Mia Queen after all! “Are you serious, girl?” The girl asked in disbelief. “You just made the craziest and the toughest of the mafia men cry! How can you be bored?!” She frowned.

I voiced out my thoughts, knowing what would happen if anyone laid his hands on my wife. “We will pull through, I know it’s not all gold that glitters and I know that the journey will be rough, but what kind of wife would it make me when I don’t participate in your affairs, I don’t want to be a trophy wife.” She vocalized, I swear I felt another part of my ice heart belt at her admission, I wasn’t expecting this, ninety per cent of mafia queens are just there for the wealth and the opportunity to host a ball and meet a lot of influential people, only one per cent will volunteer to take a bullet for you.

The contract sat beside her head, a physical reminder of how thoroughly her life had been manipulated by forces she had not even known existed. And at that moment, surrounded by evidence of betrayal and corruption, Bianca broke down completely.