Female Don Mafia Novels & Stories

**** PRESENT "So we already had the information prior to this meeting, but we needed to calm everyone's nerves. Mason Xander... You had innocent people and your fellow Rosians murdered for your own greed... After Gray trusted you." "Gray Mctokins is dead! And there's nothing wrong with me being ambitious or wanting to be the leader." Reina glared at Mason and stabbed him in his arm, where the pain hadn't reached yet. "Arrgh! You bitch! Who do you think you are?" Reina chuckled and replied, "Oh, me? I'm Maximus Don's second living daughter, Ashlyn Don. It's nice to meet you in person, Scarface. I've heard tons of stories."

"I'm so lucky to have you doll. Your my life you know? That's what la mia vita means And without you I wouldn't be able to survive. I know it sounds cliché and I'm being silly but I wouldnt be able to live without seeing your smile Your beautiful face every time I wake up Your messy buns Your red hair Your cute blush and your fiesty attitude. I want to wake up to your face every single morning of my life. I am so happy you're mine" He smiled down at me and I could see a pool of emotions in his eyes. Love he had just for me His doll. I cuddled closer to him taking in his scent as he wrapped his hands around my naked body Being the Mafia Don's wife has been the best thing to ever happen to me.

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.

"Yeah. I promised to show up today, remember?" The mayor nodded, "I understand Luca is unrelenting in finding this woman who I'm still trying to gather information about. She is not existing, there's nothing about her in the global database. I'm curious to know who she is and her connection with the underboss" Daniel replied to him, "I believe she is connected to the mafia, the lady took me down easily the last time and does not even fear a gun to her face. She is not a regular woman and I think she is not with Luca. He had to drug her the other time. I think the two are in conflict. I can keep an eye on him if you want "

the officer casually shrugs though he is stunned by the information. "So the frail-looking girl who caught Wolf's affection is no ordinary girl" another whispered. "These men here are all fucked up. What a misfortune robbing a place with a Petrov woman inside" "A woman, looking more like a girl. It's quite deceiving though" three heads shook in bewilderment. Silence rules while they continue to watch. "That puny girl is the Petrov Mafia Queen. The ruler of the powerful Mafia" after a while Seville whispers, still in disbelief. ****😏****

They had started to fall for one another. Yuck. I used to believe in love. Then my wife died, and I later found out that she only married me to get my money. Liam might not like this, but his mother was nothing more than a gold digger. She never cared for us, only money. When she found out I led a mafia, the look she gave me was priceless. She did keep spending money like none other. I had to make sure her credit cards were declined, so she couldn't buy any more junk. She disliked that, and that whole money cut-off lasted for ten weeks or so. Not long, but it was a living nightmare for her. I made her start working to get her credit cards back.

She merely raised an eyebrow at him as the older man looked at her. "Perhaps," Don Abano finally said. "But I must confess I didn't get a good look at her." Elena wanted to frown. Don Abano had been standing next to her when she was playing Russian Roulette for her life! The idea that such a life-threatening, memorable moment was so forgettable to him made Elena's stomach churn. But, for once, the mafia's blatant sexism was working to her benefit. No one seemingly remembered Elena Vitale, the Ferraro family's most trusted doctor. It probably helped that Elena avoided dressing in this extravagant, mafia style she now wore whenever she went to events as a doctor.

He spoke out, his face held no emotion but his words were cold. “Unless of course, you would give up your Mafia?” Xavier asked as his eyebrow raised in curiosity. Fuck. As much as I hated to admit it…he was right…he was Fucking right. My baby girl has been training her entire life to become the perfect leader, just like me. She’s been dreaming of this for her entire life, to become the first female Mafia leader… the world’s first Donna… and I couldn’t take that away from her. “We will never relinquish control of our Mafia, Grey, over my Fucking dead body.” Father growled as the tension in the room thickened.

"Queen Nicole, I will investigate this matter immediately. Such an incident should never have occurred on my turf." I waved a hand dismissively. "No need. The culprit is right here." Merla flinched at my words, then hesitantly stepped forward. "Um… my dear fiance, you must be mistaken. Nicole was just a cheerleader from my high school. How could she possibly be the Queen of the Mafia? "I mean, we've known each other since high school. If she had any sort of background, wouldn't I know?" Even at this point, Merla clung to a sliver of hope. As far as she knew, I was just an ordinary office worker, barely scraping by at the bottom of society.

"I didn't believe him. But I'm telling you anyway because I said I would — I told you in the car that night that I'd be straight with you." He looked at me for a long moment. Something moved through his expression that I couldn't entirely decode — too many things at once, layered over each other. "You told me immediately," he said. "Yes." "Why?" I held his gaze. "Because I decided a long time ago that I wasn't going to play anyone's game but my own. Victor wants me as a pawn. I'm not interested in the role." Damian was quiet for a moment. Then he said, very quietly: "There's a woman here tonight. Catherine Hale. If she approaches you—"