Gangster Princess Novels & Stories

I saw it, and I think your American accent is quite charming," I replied. Ivan suddenly smiled, transforming his face entirely from a feral beast to a teddy bear. "You are the redhead who is messing up my brother's mind," he said as he stretched out his hand to greet me. Suddenly, his head tipped forward, and Frank stood behind him. "She's the Mafia Princess, you stupid dimwit. You will accord her the respect she deserves," Frank said sternly. "That won't be necessary," I said in a soft voice, knowing that the men heard me. Damon suddenly grabbed my hand and pulled me towards him. "This is going to be bad," he whispered.

I muttered but she didn't hear me her gaze was lazer focused on her father. "Where are the damn files I asked for?" Don Carlos snarled. "Here." she responded darting around me with the arm full of files I only noticed now were clutched to her chest. "No, fuck no" my wolf grumbled in our mind link. As Giovanna rushed towards the Don with what he wanted. "Oh yes." I responded to the link. " Our mate is the damn Mafia Princess." I added as he sulked off into the depts of my mind.

she snarls with contempt as she talks about the Camorra princess. She laughs at something he says, playfully smacking his shoulder. The ladies continue with the topic of conversation, my husband and the blonde on his arm. With each word, I hear about how Enzo, Stella and the Camorra clan princess, something territorial sparks within me. That woman just made it onto my kill list, the final straw for me is when she tries to put her arm around his waist and he stops her a second too late for my liking. “Excuse me,” I slam my glass on the table, it breaks from the impact making everyone gasp.

"Please, enlighten me. Your father will kill me when he knows what? That his daughter spreads her legs easily for anyone? Let's not lie to each other. You and I both know I am not your first. Besides, now that we are talking about it, how many had a round with you before me today?" "I am a princess of..." she starts to rant before I place my hand on her lips. I let my fingers sink into her cheeks, and I hear her let out a small cry of pain. "Mafia princesses remain virgins for their husbands. They are jealously guarded and live like fucking recluses within the walls of their house. You do not hear them. They are discreet, elegant, submissive, and educated to satisfy the needs of the Family.

Two little gangsters were smoking and chatting, and a little gangster with ear holes said, "Brother, you don't know, the woman we just brought back to Crown Prince was quite beautiful. She’s got a pretty face and nice curves. She’s really hot!" "I've been in society for so many years, and I've never seen such a beautiful woman before. If I could sleep with her for one night, it would be worth dying for." "Really?" Said the other gangster with tattoo on his arms. "Is she that beautiful? There are many beautiful girls in our bar. Can't any of them compare with that woman?" The gangster, who had his ears pierced, said, "Yes! They are definitely not her rivals! This woman is stunning. Although s

He yelled “She is mine. You better back off.” I kicked him between his legs and he fell to ground screaming in pain. The two of his friends again attacked me but they couldn’t as I was so good at fighting. Then I kept punching Ben's face sitting on top of him. After I felt he couldn’t fight back, I stood straight. I shouted pointed my finger at him “She is not yours. She is the princess. I’ll not let anyone like you to do anything to her.” Then I sat on the seat and drove off to my house. I checked on my granny. She was already sleeping. I took Stella into my room without making noise. I shut my door and put her on bed. She got a message from her mother.

He placed his finger under my chin and forced me to look up into his deep blue eyes. “Koa what the hell are you doing?” I whisper-shouted. “Sit d--” My words were cut off as he lowered to my level and planted his lips against mine. The kiss was passionate and I began to kiss him back when he shifted into the booth that I was sitting in. We finally pulled apart, my breathing slightly heavier due to the impromptu makeout session. Koa briefly looked upset when he had to pull back from me when the food was being brought out to our table. I desperately tried to relax my breathing while he looked completely calm and put together. He smirked while I began sipping at my cold water quickly. “I should

She had never seen their defenses collapse so quickly. The explosions. The screams. The gunfire. Everything had happened too fast. The study doors exploded inward. CRASH! Valenti soldiers flooded into the room. Laser sights immediately covered both father and daughter. Valeria instinctively raised her weapon. Twenty rifles pointed back at her, and she slowly lowered it. Don Rossi looked around. Outnumbered. Hopelessly. Captain Dominic stepped aside. Then Luca entered. His smile was almost regal. He looked every bit the Mafia King. He stopped several feet away from Don Rossi.

It was clear that he couldn’t fathom someone he’d trusted so much stabbing him in the back so definitively. “Yes,” she said, her voice soft and understanding. Seeing the shock in his eyes, she wasn’t sure whether or not she should tell him what else Gator had revealed, but she also didn’t want to let it linger, either. “He also told me about the princess.” Slate’s dark brows furrowed as he stared at her face. “Princess?” he repeated. “What princess--other than you?” Nya’s heart began to pound in her chest. Had Gator just been messing with her, trying to convince her that Slate didn’t care about her, when he really did? “The princess of Handar.”

I came so hard I nearly blacked out, my body convulsing as multiple loads pumped into me at the same time. Cum poured out of my pussy and ass, dripped down my chin, coated my tits. I was a complete, filthy mess — and I had never felt more alive. When it was finally over, I lay in the center of the platform, trembling, covered in cum, barely conscious. Liam knelt beside me, gently stroking my hair. “You were incredible,” he whispered. “My perfect Gangbang Princess.” But as I looked up at him, the Queen whispered one final, dangerous promise in my ear: