Gangster Queen Romane & Geschichten

Damn. "Hello." I turned my head to the direction of the voice, my eyes met with that of a very dark one, his stare making me feel intimidated. "You made a wise choice." He suddenly let out. "E-excuse me?" I asked him. "You didn't answer the queen, when she called you a bitch." "Queen?" "Yes, that was Malia Frenzo- a Mafia Queen you definitely don't want to mess with." "B-but she's too young." "What can we do about it?" He asked with a sigh. I didn't know the answer to give him. He smiled. "I'm Carlos...Follow me, I believe we have something to discuss."

...Cassandra POV... Everything is happening so fast now. I only have but just met Christian, and we have already been through so much together. Just a few days ago, I was an exotic dancer, and now, as crazy as it does sound, I am set to become what men in Christian's world call a Mafia Queen. Do I know what I am doing? Not the slightest bit at all, but with Christian by my side, I shall be able to set my mind to do what it is to what I wish it would be doing.

“He’s a mafia king, Chloe. Isaac’s death is just the beginning. If Nicholas finds out you saw it—if he even suspects you’re the one who could burn everything down—he’ll kill you. No second chances. No hesitation. Not even a goodbye.” “No,” she said, shaking her head as she backed toward the open door. “Nicholas wouldn’t—he wouldn’t hurt me.” Adrian laughed under his breath. “You think you know him? That you’re somehow different?” His smile was cruel now. “He’s a man who built his empire on blood and fear. And you… you’re a threat wrapped in a pretty face.” Tears burned her eyes, but she refused to let them fall. “Please…” “Get in the car,” he said, his voice losing the playful edge, now shar

I need to let them know… who I am. “I’m not Jennie, who is a regular employee in the Queen’s Real Estate company. It is not true that she hired me to train in the Red Cartel headquarters,” I began with a firm and loud voice, making sure that they would hear every word I said. “In fact, I am Minerva Santiago, the daughter of Dranreb Santiago and Erich Santiago. The Santiago heiress. And the Red Cartel Queen.” They didn’t react. I expected them to. But I underestimated how open-minded they are. Maybe they have their initial reactions inside them, but their understanding and respect will overwhelm whatever they feel and think. So I continued what I was saying.

The Alpha team gave an update on the current situation and they sent a GPS where they brought Anastacia. Anastacia has a tracker in her earrings. I installed it to locate her easily and unnoticeably from other people. My hands and feet are cold due to nervousness. "What's the plan?" I asked Giovanni as Hansel drove out of the parking space intended for Giovanni. "We'll make a strategic and quick plan in the headquarters, I will not leave a trace behind, I'll erase their existence in this world. No one dares to kidnap the daughter of the mafia," Giovanni said.. I nodded and closed my eyes to breathe for a while.

After breakfast, Darina reported for her training, and the queen greeted her with a bitter smile, ready to humiliate her. "My dear, I see Royal etiquette has already overwhelmed you since you’ve started dining only at the pack house." "Not at all, Your Majesty. I simply want to understand the pack better." "Very well," the queen said through gritted teeth. "Surely you didn’t manage to read all the books I sent you." "I read them all." "Great," the queen said, clearly surprised but unconvinced. "Then I hope you don’t mind a little quiz. What was the name of the first werewolf queen?" "Gaia."

"Oh, do not give me that bullsh*t, you know who I mean" "I am afraid, I do not," Carmencita answered and looked around. "As you know, there are plenty of girls around here..." "The girl... The blonde-haired married to my son!" "Oh...!" Carmencita voiced and smiled. "The Mafia Queen." "She is no Queen!" Munika replied derogatorily and fisted her hands which were on top of the table. "Now spit it out. What have you been feeding her?" "Delicious food, healthy fruits and vegetables, vitamins for a strong and healthy womb, of course"

that got some stifled laughs from across the room. “Hear, hear. The unwanted Omerta, who was sold by her family to the Agostis, wants to be Queen B. This is a school, Omerta, not a whorehouse. I am sure you can get the Queen B title there.” Elenora remarked, burning my insides with her vile words. I curled my hands into a fist, controlling the urge to punch her, as my throat & neck burned red with anger. I was literally feeling the heat, as if my pendant was emitting it. But I knew it was just me being clouded with anger. “Don’t get me wrong, I do not want to be Queen B. I mean I understand people are concerned about bee stings, but what they forget is that it may be a bee or Queen B, all yo

He boasted. “You know Jon Gotti's cousin, right? Well, I have her wrapped around my fingers and I have chosen to make her the queen. It'll anger her cousin, but isn't the constant war a fun thing about the underworld. It also separates us from the rest,” he chuckled. Derek knew exactly what he was striving for. Being the queen was almost as dangerous as being the king because they see the queen as the weakness of the king and believed killing the queen would destabilize the king.

When the bodyguards were about to pounce forward… Queenie calmly spoke, “Let me introduce myself. “My name is Queenie York. I’m the executive CEO of the Loxus Consortium and also the lady of the Yorks of Hong Kong. “I own this restaurant. “Not only are you showing off on my turf, but you’re also trying to lay your fingers on me? “Come! Try me! If you even so much as touch me, I promise that you won’t get out of this place alive! “Believe me, there are far too many people who desperately try to coddle me. “Dealing with small fries like you who try to cotton up to me is a pretty decent trade.” Queenie then wiped her fingers with some tissues, as if she laid her hands on something filthy. The b