Novel & Cerita Female Mafia Leader

Not just an heir to a fortune. He was in the mafia. A leader. A killer. A man who could erase someone from existence with a single order, leaving behind nothing but whispered rumors and a cold case that would never be solved. And I had walked right into his path. I had smiled at him. Let him drive me home. Let him get close.

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?”

I leaned forward, desperately trying to keep my voice steady as I said, "In case none of you have noticed, times are changing. Sofia has earned her spot. She's smart, tough, and she's got my back. She took down one of those attackers yesterday all on her own. We need fresh blood and new ideas, instead of recycling the same old crap all the time. It's not the old days anymore." Uncle Matteo chuckled, twirling a ring on his finger as he said, "But a female Capo? Come on, Adrian. That's asking for trouble. The other families will laugh us out of the room." I shot him a glare and said, "Let them laugh. I don’t give a fuck. Sofia's proven herself more than half the men in our crew, and even more

He admitted. It was quite strange to see someone of power like him begging her like that. She was conflicted, but at the moment, she was repulsed by him as well. He was a mafia leader, who knew how many people he had killed in the past. How could she love a murderer? “Please leave, I don’t want to associate myself with you anymore. Just leave.” She replied. If there was one thing Ian couldn’t handle, it was rejection.

Greg started. “Lucia was the first woman to lead the Mafia, but King Cobra seduced her and took her place. King Cobra killed Lucia. But there are rumors that Lucia hid their son.” “I don’t care about their love story. I want to know where his hideout is located.” Marcus lost his temper as he slammed the table.

“You have nothing to worry about. I’m pretty sure Vittoria knows what she’s doing. She’s the Underboss, remember? She’s trained for this.” “That doesn’t make her any less of a woman. She still needs protection—from us. She’s just a girl. She needs protection.” “I know women who have done what she’s done before.” My voice was clipped. Was he saying women were weak and incompetent? He nodded fast, as if trying to correct his earlier words. “I know, but there has been no woman recorded who has done what she has—leading a mafia. But still, we need to protect her.”

“But how can you belong to me, if you are promised to someone else?” Natalya shakes her head. “Mikhail isn’t marrying me off. I’m supposed to lead the bratva.” I laugh at that, as she is naïve if she believes a woman can lead the bratva alone. There are female leaders in the Cartel and the Italian mob. Hell, even a few in the Irish organizations. But for Russians, it’s unheard of. “You can’t truly believe the men of the bratva would follow you? A single woman?”

"We will, daughter. We won't rest until Alessandro is safe, and Domenico pays for what he has done." Georgia closed her eyes, clenching her fists. She knew the road ahead would be difficult, but considering the circumstances, she had nothing left to do but trust the man. After all, her father was also an intelligent mafia leader, perhaps not in an organization as large as Templo Negro, but certainly in one large enough for her to put her full trust in him.

"I just taught her a little lesson about wandering where she doesn't belong and taking things that aren't hers." With that, she hung up. I didn't hesitate. My thumb found my fiancé's contact, and I hit dial. One ring. Two. Three. He picked up on the fourth. Music blasted through the speaker—something classical and expensive, the kind of music that cost more per hour than most people made in a month. Crystal glasses clinked in the background. The annual gathering of the five mafia families was already in full swing. "Anthony," I said, keeping my voice steady, "your mother is in the east wing of the estate. Your secretary, Lilian, is assaulting her. You need to get there now, or—"

“Instead of threatening me Arsenio, did you find out information about that woman??? Because she isn't what she seems at all…. She's very sneaky and especially calculative and she moves like the wind….she doesn't show her face to anyone unless she wants to be seen!!” “What kind of bitch is that???!!!” I yelled. “From what I heard, she is either going out with someone in the Mafia or she is in the Mafia herself but either way, she is a very dangerous woman.” “Find that bitch for me and do it as soon as possible!!!!!” “It seems like you didn't understand or comprehend a word I just said…that bitch is dangerous and I would not want to associate myself with anything that has to do with her!!! Sh