How To Become A Mafia Queen Novels & Stories

And yet, he still had his sick mother to take care of. It was during this daring time he met the mafia queen. Well, then he had no idea who she was. She had come onto him like any ordinary woman and worse, she came disguised. The mafia queen always wore some kind of black mask to cover her eyes, it was as if she didn't want anyone to know who she truly was. Then she started with bringing him meal. She would offer meal for him and his mother. As time went on, she gave him money. And after some time she gave him what made him into who he was today.

Finally, he spoke, low and deliberate. “She’s my daughter, Wolf. My little girl. I don’t like her hands getting dirty.” His gaze flicked to me, hard as steel, then softened with reluctant acceptance. “But she’s the club’s queen now. A mafia princess. It was bound to happen.” I nodded. Luca wasn’t wrong. Kat had always been too kind-hearted, too soft for this kind of work. But the world we lived in didn’t care about kindness. It demanded strength. And she had it—more than she knew.

He held them in his arms and shook his head at me before getting out of the car. My heart was thumping hard in my chest. I can’t believe I am scared of that mafia queen. I watched Jake disappear into the mansion in the side mirror and started the car once again, driving it into the garage and parking it amongst the other cars. I stepped out of the car, slamming it shut when I saw a gunman approaching me. "The queen is calling you," he stated flatly. "I know," I said rudely and started walking to the entrance of the mansion, ready for the worst. She is going to torture me sexually, that’s what she knows how to do best.

Marcus stood in a dimly lit warehouse, his sharp suit contrasting with the grimy surroundings. Across from him, men from another mafia group waited impatiently. The deal was supposed to secure a shipment of weapons, a critical asset for maintaining Marcus’s influence. Emma stood behind him, clutching her notepad, observing everything nervously.

His old gruff voice sounded from the other side of the phone and I gulped. He was right. A mafia mentor was only required for a recruit and not the Boss of the organization. I shouldn't be calling him but, " You are the only one who can answer my question. I can't remember that part of the rules anymore so I need help remembering" "Oh Boy...." "We can't love, right? A bride is already betrothed to the future boss at her birth and he would take her as his when the time comes" My throat went sour and my old mentor scolded me, "You remember, you naughty Boy. Are you thinking of bending rules again?"

This whole situation was really stressing me out. "Well… I don't know for sure, but just make sure Bianca doesn't return to this mansion. She's going to do her best to make sure she gets her revenge now she has nothing to lose" Pat replied. "How the heck am I going to keep her from returning back? it's not like I have that much power" I deadpanned. "I think you have forgotten you are the Mafia queen, and I think Stephano has taken a particular liking for you. I bet he would listen to you, all you have to do is say all the right things" she said quietly.

Selena grumbled with a frown. "Is that so? How about this? Master is a mafia. In addition to running a legitimate business, in the form of a company active in several industries with the main industry being locomotives... Master is also actively involved in illegal business. Master is currently affiliated with a mafia organization as well. Master even has an casino business." Rose explained it as far as she knew about Damian. And the general yet all-encompassing explanation managed to make Selena open her mouth in disbelief at what Rose was saying.

’ One of them tossed the chemise at her and she calmly tossed it back at him lifting her chin in a challenge, ‘Wear that or you go naked whore the choice is yours. The other man yawned and opened the cell door to grab her she ducked under his arm and shoved him in the back sending him crashing into the cell bars and breaking his nose. Like the idiot he was the second guard lunged forward in defence of his friend and she grabbed his wrist and twisted his momentum sent him forward and the sickening snap of bones made her smile. Wasting no time she slammed the cell door shut and locked it sticking their guns in her shorts she left them moaning in agony if she had time she would come back and sh

Quickly I grabbed my phone and placed a call to Nathan. The phone rang for minutes before I heard a voice, “Aria? Where have you been? I’ve been calling…” “Nathan…” My voice broke. “I need help. Please. My father… the mafia… they came. They’re forcing me to…” He exhaled sharply. “Aria, listen… things are bad everywhere. My parents are in debt too. Everyone is. That new IMF system destroyed everything. Loans, interests, taxes, people can’t breathe.” I pressed a hand to my forehead, dizzy.

They had a water fountain statue of a man who Miles said was his granddad, the fountain was in memory of him. There were flowers everywhere and they were properly trimmed to perfection, it must be lonely living here I thought and Miles was the only child. When we stepped out of the car I noticed the house was overly quiet for a party venue. “where is the party?” I asked. “There is no party Paige, it’s a dinner for the council members and the initiation of the new council member. Once you dine with us you remain a member till death and you are not to leak the company secrets” he said.