Female Don Mafia Novels & Stories

The mountains help them both out, and I follow in behind them into the cabin. I move behind both Katya and Anya and uncuff them. “You are both safe here and I give you my word no harm will come to either of you while you are here. Let me first introduce myself to you both. I am Cassandria Bristol-Romano, the first female Don. He is Mafia King Matteo DeAngelis and these are our teams. You are both safe. All I want to do is help you both.” I say as I move and sit down on the sofa as Tati and Alina sit on either side of me.

Beside her stood another society acquaintance, both of them looking me up and down with undisguised mockery. Mira laughed, a sharp, patronizing sound that drew the attention of nearby shoppers. "Goodness, Sheba. I heard you practically ran away with your tail between your legs after that pathetic little scene at the charity gala. Are you even allowed in here? Or are you just window-shopping for clothes you can't possibly afford anymore now that Adrian cut off your accounts?" The old Sheba, the broken, trembling wife who had spent years shrinking away from insults, tried to force her way to the surface. My cheeks burned hot, my throat tightened, and for a terrifying second, I felt utterly par

An ice-cold woman represented the said Mafia family. “Welcome, Shimizu Rika,” Rios said with a smile. The first female leader in the Japanese Mafia only looked at him, and without saying anything, bowed before him, then followed her partner inside. “Don Vittorino Mancini!” greeted Don Demitre, who had arrived to accompany Rios in welcoming the bosses. “Welcome, welcome, my friend!” The two laughed and exchanged compliments before turning to Rios. “Che figlio eccellente!” Don Vittorino exclaimed as he briefly hugged Rios.

She headed out the dark and Cecilia could see her face, her face was very beautiful as her nose was slightly pointed and she had round juicy lips covered with a black lipstick. Her one eyes was covered with a black mask which added to her strong mysterious look. Cecilia could not take her eyes off the woman who could be passed for a mafia model. "My name is Martha Stewart, the strongest female don of the viper's empire" she said without looking up and Cecilia was tensed. A Mafia lord!!! Her brain was screaming and her heart was raising. "Calm down baby girl, I am just a human being like you" she said with a smile but it was way scarier than her cold straight face. Cecilia felt chills all ove

Samantha asked. "Well, that superwoman is right here in front of y'all. It's her!" She exclaimed happily. "What?!!!!" The girls exclaimed in unison. "You're a female Mafia? Just like Ken?" Elina asked. "Erm... Girls, it's not what you think. Actually, I... I can explain. The situation-" "What's going on here, girls? Wait, is she the said girl Dom wants Ken to marry?" "Yes" they all answered in unison again.

As my feet begin to feel unsteady, one of the older mafia men approaches the don. "I, Capo Jack, am but a humble servant of the great mafia king, Don Federico," he says. "And every king deserves to have a beautiful woman by his side." He snaps his fingers. Ten women all dressed in short gold dresses emerge from the crowd and kneel before Don Federico. They all have different skin tones, hair styles, and body types, but they share one thing in common—they're all beautiful enough to be models.

Bayu slowly moved closer and sat at a nearby table, pretending to be busy with his phone, though all his attention was on them. Gio let out a long breath, then gave a faint smile. “Fine. If you really want to know, I was paid.” Amanda looked shocked. “Paid? By who?” Gio leaned forward slightly, lowering his voice. “A wealthy woman from the Dinov family. Laura and Deasy.” Bayu’s heart began to race. Laura and Deasy were names he knew well. Once again, he listened carefully. “What do you mean?” Amanda asked, her voice trembling.

She is the first woman to ever run a mafia, she was the first woman who controls so much power in the mafia. She is a woman who have prove a point that women are not weak, infact they are strong. She is a woman who walks, sit and dine amongst the most powerful and dangerous men. She is a woman who loves be in control and incharge. She is a woman who won't let anyone step on her. She is a ruthless and fearless woman. She is the Queen of mafia Anyone who dares to oppose or go against her always pay dearly with their lives. Elena layed on the cold ground as she shut her eyes, it was far better off than her bed which was always haunted by nightmares.

Alice winced. "I know. But......" Elsa stopped and breathed heavily. "Just don't tell him. Please" Alice nodded and urged her to go to bed. Like a baby Elsa nodded and went to bed. Alice stayed awake and tried to imagine the face she had seen in the car. She once dated a Mafia back in Texas. But when she got tired of the sick games she had to come back over here. She know what's it like to be a Mafia's woman. Even though she's no longer dating or in contact with her ex Mafia boyfriend, his enemies are still her enemies and that was why she learnt the way to protect herself before leaving Texas.

“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.”