Female Mafia Leader Novels & Stories

Their expressions turned serious at once. They finally understood: I wasn’t some lost, weak princess waiting to be “taken in.” I wasn’t a lonely girl Sophia could destroy. I was Mia. The woman who controlled the new Italian Quarter shipping lines. The woman none of their families could afford to anger. I stood and walked to the floor‑to‑ceiling window. Beneath me lay the richest, most dangerous streets in the city. Mafia bosses. Old money. Greed. Betrayal. A million secret deals happening in the dark.

She staggered to her feet and pushed the strand of blonde hair covering her face, "Come with me" As we moved away, she said, "I heard your Mafia girlfriend escaped from the country already. Her flight was undetectable in the air. Well, I trust the Di Marco syndicate to use the best of their available resources to bring their Princess home" "I don't want to talk about it" I replied blatantly but that didn't stop her from continuing, "You don't blame me so I believe you understand my role was played well, I gave you the location but who would think such an underestimated woman would take over the Eastern gang and become the leader. It never occurred in even one of the possible outcomes I outli

In both hands, she held a Glock pistol with a very professional grip. "You've come to the wrong house," Lily hissed. As the daughter of the late legendary mafia leader, the husband of Grandma Louisa and Lucas's grandfather, the blood of a fighter flowed strongly in Lily's veins. She moved as fast as lightning, taking cover behind a wooden pillar while returning fire. A shootout erupted in the living room. Shards of glass and wood flew everywhere. Lily showed the skills she had been hiding in order to live a normal life. She took down two more men with precise shots to the chest.

Third Person Pov: Thomas Allen is one of the most ruthless leaders in the mafia gang Hayden Wren heads. Its known as 'Python'. Recently, there's been a fued between the two, hence; Thomas moved to Dubai. The members of the gang thought things would dissolve over time... but it didn't. Communication seized between the two for the past two years. Now, Thomas is back to set things right.

I didn’t know how—or why—but I had awoken in someone else’s life. Sierra De Luca. Mafia heiress. The only daughter of Viktor De Luca—one of the most dangerous men alive. According to the nurse who’d whispered outside my room, Sierra had been in a coma for two years after surviving an assassination attempt. They never caught the shooter. But the bullet lodged in her shoulder had torn through her ribcage and left her half-dead. And now… she was awake. Except she wasn’t. I was. I raised a trembling hand to the mirror, brushing my fingers across my new face. I barely recognized my own gaze anymore.

That I cannot only lead a mafia as a woman but take over the entire industry. That Elena Marshano will go down in history as the most ruthless, powerful, cold-hearted and cunning mafia leader that ever lived.

, I begin. "Fuck, he sounds hot." Adele groans and flattens herself on the bed. I stare off to the side before sighing, "He is, very much so," I respond. "So, who exactly is he? Is he a student at our school or someone you met on a job?" Before I say anything, I glance at her. "He's the next leader of the Italian Mafia." She gasps and sits up straight, her eyes widening in surprise. "Oh god, he's bound to be a fucking king in the sheets."

Madam Bardi was in her private car as she stared out of the window at the passing scenery. “I am the eldest living representative of the Bardi Mafia and I’ve never been disrespected like this. What do you suggest I do?” She asked her driver, who was also her secretary and right-hand man.

Mafia’s Maid Ashley froze on his lap as soon as she heard his demand. She was watching him without blinking her eyes as she didn’t believe the task he ordered her to do. Master Jeremy was holding a sinister smirk over his face watching her shocked expressions keenly. When she didn’t move even a bit after a few moments he bent down and sucked her nipple which was pulled out by him to wake her up from her trance.

" he said while taking his gun out of this holster My eyes went to his gun, I could feel the sweat on the back of my neck. He stood up and grabbed my chin, "look me in the eyes doll and tell me who you saw" he said. I looked him in the eyes and pointed to the man that stood beside the table. JAMES POV. One thing we don't stand for in the Russo Italian Mafia is rape and killing of women, unless they are witnesses. We do drugs, Murders and other organized crimes. We defend women who have been raped, and send the fuckers who rape women to hell.