Mafia Boss Woman Novels & Stories

Would our marriage be entirely loveless like my parents? Not that I cared, I would just tolerate her and have my way with women behind her back. I'm sure she would do the same. I was not even told of her name, what she looked like or what she was like. But she was a woman. The boss of the Italian mafia. How could that be? Women are weak and too emotional. She would be the destruction of the mafia. I chuckled at how the most fierce and depraved mafia in the world would fall at her hands. Everyone knows only a man can run a mafia.

An ice-cold woman represented the said Mafia family. “Welcome, Shimizu Rika,” Rios said with a smile. The first female leader in the Japanese Mafia only looked at him, and without saying anything, bowed before him, then followed her partner inside. “Don Vittorino Mancini!” greeted Don Demitre, who had arrived to accompany Rios in welcoming the bosses. “Welcome, welcome, my friend!” The two laughed and exchanged compliments before turning to Rios. “Che figlio eccellente!” Don Vittorino exclaimed as he briefly hugged Rios.

“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.”

“I don’t know. I kept the papers safe. I don’t know how they got out.” “We trusted you,” the masked man said, tapping the frame with his barrel. “That’s why we chose your idea over Astor’s.” My mother lifted her face, her hands clasped together. “Please,” she sobbed. “Don’t do this.” “I wish I could believe you but Astor Giovanni came with proof of your betrayal.” He responded “I’m sorry,” the man said quietly. “But someone has to pay.” I squeezed my eyes shut. “Please….” The first gunshot tore through the house.

"Then,what about this woman?" "Her identities was not revealed,No one knew about her,Her face eas never in front of the camera, Batista has to protect her of course,She was a big catch" "A big catch?" "Yes,I found out that the woman was an ex wife of a mafia leader,She got into relationships after her husband died,married three, Divorced two,One died and had few boyfriends too" "She was really a hoe"I chuckled and drop the document on the table. "Find everything about her,I want to know her,If Batista thinks he will use Alessia against me,Then,I will have no choice than to use the hoe he called a wife to threaten him too"

She headed out the dark and Cecilia could see her face, her face was very beautiful as her nose was slightly pointed and she had round juicy lips covered with a black lipstick. Her one eyes was covered with a black mask which added to her strong mysterious look. Cecilia could not take her eyes off the woman who could be passed for a mafia model. "My name is Martha Stewart, the strongest female don of the viper's empire" she said without looking up and Cecilia was tensed. A Mafia lord!!! Her brain was screaming and her heart was raising. "Calm down baby girl, I am just a human being like you" she said with a smile but it was way scarier than her cold straight face. Cecilia felt chills all ove

Very reluctantly the Italian mafia was following in the footsteps of other enlightened organisations who saw the value in treating its female population the same as its male. Ricci knew his wife-to-be was a strong, fiercely independent woman with a healthy temper, she was a trained assassin, a sublime killer who took men by surprise at her creative ways to kill her opponents. She was tough, what she had gone through would have broken most women and a lot of men but it had made her stronger, she was a true Mafia Princess and she had earned the title.

"I would like to leave the house more.am getting stir fried crazy from being indoors all day.i wasn't aware that I am a prisoner here ". "You are not a prisoner.you can go wherever you want, just not alone".Enzo frowns at me.dropping his cutlery to stare at me. "So I will have to go out with bodyguards.people will look at me funny".I roll my eyes. "No one will dare to look at my wife funny.you are supposed to go out with them anyways.people will look at you funny if you are seen without bodyguards.bad people will target you.you are the wife of a mafia boss.it Is for your own safety,mia Moglie ".

he whispered and pulled her up from the ground. He led her back to the room and sat her down on the bed. "I know you don't remember me so let me introduce myself. I'm Alexander Miguel soon to be the boss of the Black mafia and you are my one way ticket through that door. I'll give you one minute to completely hand yourself over to me or I'm going to start killing everyone you love, no more beating around the corner," he whispered with a serious face. Siana looked into his face trying to crack the joke behind his words but she found nothing. He was being serious. The room was quite as his vicious eyes tore through her.

ly sweet tone then finishing up with a glare. He chuckled and said “see, cute”, I ignored him and said “so, when's my first job” I said with excitement “today” he said, and then he turned serious “are you okay with killing people” “of course but only if they were bad people, my blade of bullet won't be stained with the blood of the innocent” “sure, your first assignment is to kill Mr. Santiago” “ I've read about that man, he has been involved in a lot of cases most of which are child trafficking, drug trafficking, smuggling of weapons and a lot of other illegal activities. He's never been arrested because he covers his tracks, he also has a good number of judges, governors and bad cops in hi