Don’t Mess With The Mafia Heiress Novels & Stories

I say in warning, but Maisie practically blushes hard. “I promise. He's just going to get the soft packages only.” There's a hidden meaning to her words, but before I can ask her what she means, Maisie blurts. “I can't believe you're a mafia heiress. I mean, I never even knew something like that existed. I thought it was fictional only.” I shrug, agreeing with her. She snorts. “And all this time, sugar daddy has been their leader? No wonder he always looks so domineering and powerful. Gives me the creep but sexy kinda creeps.”

Not just slept with, but thoroughly fucked her father's rival. Not just a rival. The rival. The name she’d heard recited like a curse and a prayer in the same breath. The family punched into every story of we did what we had to at the DeLuca dinner table. The men Lenny insisted were animals. The men her cousins spat on in the street with their eyes and got away with it because they knew where the cameras weren’t. Nico Maretti. The new heir. Nic.

He dodged, eyes wide. “What the fuck?!” Diego shouted. “Were you trying to kill me??!” “Let me remind you,” I said, smiling. “I am Cierra Monroe. And you know who Monroe is? He is the boss of the mafia evil clan!! I am the heiress and I do not wait for chaos! Chaos is ME and I am Chaos! So, get the fuck out! Do not test my patience!" Diego’s face went pale. “You are Monroe’s heiress?” he said, stunned.

Adriana found her there, as always, her cousin’s eyes sharp with curiosity. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost, “Adriana teased, though her voice softened when she saw Emily’s pale expression. “What happened?” Emily hesitated, then whispered, “They’ve arranged my marriage. To Antonio DeLuca’s son. ”Adriana froze. Then her lips parted in disbelief. “Jason DeLuca? The mafia heir?” Emily nodded, her throat tight. Adriana cursed under her breath. “Emily, you can’t. He’s not for you. You’re a princess—pure, radiant, the people’s symbol. Marrying him will drag your name into the mud”.

"We go home. And we start planning how to end this war for good." But as we turned toward the exit, my phone buzzed. A text from an unknown number. The same number that had been haunting me since the beginning. You should have taken the deal. Now Valentina has something you'll never get back. Check the news. The world already knows your secret. I opened the browser with trembling fingers. The headline screamed across the screen, and my heart stopped. Moretti Heiress Exposed: Secret Marriage, Secret Child, and a Bloodline That Could End the Mafia as We Know It.

I'm going to break up with that peasant and throw myself into Galvan's arms. How interesting. She could not recognize a pearl in a haystack. If she knew Reuben was the heir to a mafia family, I wondered what her expression would be. 'He wouldn't dare to resist anyway. What can a lowly driver do?' Tracy pondered as she finally made up her mind.

"Ha, the heir? The heir who's locked outside? If you don't pay us today, you can forget about keeping your life!" The enforcer turned to Isabella. "That includes you!" Isabella went pale with terror and pointed at me on the steps. "She's the mafia Principessa! She has money!" Marco's eyes darted around before he said decisively, "She's my fiancee! You should collect from her! Now that she's the mafia heiress, this amount is nothing to her!" I stopped in my tracks, pulled out that thin document from my purse, and handed it coldly to the debt collector. "Here. This is a Severance Agreement.

"So this is transactional." "Everything is transactional, Miss Harrington." He pulled out his phone, typed something, then pocketed it again. "My offer: You come with me. You tell me everything you know about Julian's deal. In exchange, I keep you alive and help you take back what's yours." "And if I refuse?" "Then I leave you here with your principles and two corpses." His expression didn't change. "Your choice. But my car leaves in thirty seconds." Tia looked at the wreckage of her Aston Martin, at the bodies of men sent to kill her, at the ruins of her white engagement dress. Behind her was a fiancé who'd planned to rob and murder her. Ahead was a mafia king offering a devil's bargain.

Then an Omega thief had appeared, awakened another bond, and nearly caused a rebellion. All within a matter of days. I released a bitter laugh. Two strangers. Two fucking strangers, and I had nearly thrown away everything I had spent years building. Would I have spared Theo if the Omega hadn't been my mate? The answer came too quickly and it scared me. No. That realization disturbed me more than I wanted to admit. I remembered the woman screaming about her son, who was executed for stealing bread. I remembered how the crowd looked at me when I postponed Theo's execution.

I knew I could trust him with the urgency of the situation considering how close he was with my Grandfather, and how much it meant to me. “We have located the maid and will soon have her, I happen to research the drug she used. It’s been illegally made in manelois, a secret farm on the outskirts of town.” He said. How could she have possibly gotten her hands on something like that all by her self, that would be impossible, which meant she was working with someone else, someone with great connections. “I want her brought to me alive, do whatever you have to do Maverick” I informed him. For days and night, I had been dreaming of meeting the woman who took my only family from me, I had planned