Fated Deal With The Mafia King 2 Novels & Stories

“Camila…” She rose up on her toes, her hand sliding to the back of my neck. “Stop thinking about her,” she whispered. “Stop letting her poison your mind.” And then her lips were on mine. For a split second, I froze. This was Camila. Isabella’s best friend. My fiancée’s—my ex-fiancée’s—maid of honor. But then the thought dissolved. Because Isabella had betrayed me. She’d thrown away three years for one night with a stranger. She’d destroyed everything.

As Alexander entered the hall, everyone stood up and bowed their heads as the mafia king walked in with his generals. As soon as he took a seat, the door opened, and a guard walked in. "Mafia King, your loyal man, Mr. Mike, is here." "Send him in." A young male entered the room and received curious glances from everyone in the room. The Mafia King spoke up. "I planned to attack Chands. It's time to make them bow their heads to Branson's. If they compromise willingly, then it's ok, but if they try to revolt, I will kill the whole family or I will take their most precious things away so they will be defeated."

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. "

“For what it’s worth, he did try to prevent this. He didn’t jump at the opportunity, that is. . .something.” “He didn’t do enough to prevent this, Raul. And here I was thinking we were getting somewhere,” I shuddered. “The mafia is a game. A game of chess, and you’d be a fool to want to end the game when your opponent is still sat at the table.” Raul whispered and I let out a frustrated groan.

"But what if he c-caught us? He is powerful. This isn't eas-----" "Don't think negative without even giving it a try." I quietly listened to him. "Tomorrow is when you are going to escape that hell." My eyes widened. "Tomorrow is the day when he will officially be declared as the next mafia king. It's the mafia ceremony." I stated, utterly in shock. "Right! There was no better opportunity than tomorrow to execute our plan." **** I couldn't help but to think about what Kai told me. I bit my lips continuously as I thought about it. After what I came across with was I still willing to be with a man like him? Who already loves someone else while showing me to the world as his trophy wife.

How can one man have this much enemies? That was when Xavier opened his eyes. Khalil held Jade back from reacting. With a groan, he tried to get up but realized he was tied up. “Fuck!" He growled. “Well, well, well.” The king roared with laughter. “Guess who I have at my feet.” Xavier finally looked up. “Mustafa,” He smiled. “Son of a bitch.” Xavier breathed. “The Mafia Lord himself,” Mustafa took delight in seeing him suffer in the ropes. “Get him up.” The king ordered.

It was too quiet for my liking. Sol would definitely prefer it this way. That’s why my babbo wanted him to lead the family. Babbo was named the Mafia King. Sol took over when he died and now… there’s me. A woman who is leading one of the world’s biggest mafia. After making people know that the king was actually a queen, I thought for sure someone would dare come after me. Perhaps I have instilled fear too much after wiping out those scums. “What’s with that sigh, Cara?”

He sat crossed legged opposite of me. "Then we are at war I guess,"I said rather warned him,"Other mafia clans will support us.After all I gave them grant to trade with us in De Niro's territory to make new alliance.You'll stand alone in the battlefield." "I don't care Stefano,"His eyes turned dark,"I didn't care when you slaughtered my dick of sons.I regret fathering them.All I care for money and power and of coarse fucking your trophy Momma.She has amazing skills for a good fuck."He rose from his seat to fetch him another drink.

It was too quiet for my liking. Sol would definitely prefer it this way. That’s why my babbo wanted him to lead the family. Babbo was named the Mafia King. Sol took over when he died and now… there’s me. A woman who is leading one of the world’s biggest mafia. After making people know that the king was actually a queen, I thought for sure someone would dare come after me. Perhaps I have instilled fear too much after wiping out those scums. “What’s with that sigh, Cara?”

This isn't how I had planned for the meeting to go but somehow I need to come up with a very quick solution or end up with nothing. *** After the storm had calmed down that night, I head towards my underground chamber where a big table laid in the center of the room. Everyone was present. The Mafia Lords who control everything about the city in silence. Dante Ferraro was seating next to the sit meant for the head of the table. Luca Moretti the second Mafia boss leaned back with a ciger in his mouth, while Julian Cortez played drums with his fingers on the table. I took my seat last and they all turned to my direction.