Mafia Daughter Names Novels & Stories

"Touch us… And the Don will… Tear you apart!" Jolene laughed even louder at my words. She stepped hard on me. "Don? Which Don are you talking about? What a joke. I've never even heard of either of you before, and you're using some random Don to threaten me?" She leaned down toward me to pat me hard and arrogantly on the cheek. "Open your eyes and look hard! I'm the daughter of Casey Nostra, the Capo of South City! I'm the real Mafia Principessa! You're nothing but an orphan who's left with a brother. What's with all the pretences?"

"Antonia Maria de Silva. Born September 30, 1983 to Anthony and Marie de Silva of Firenze, Italy. Came over on work visas back in the day. Applied for and received naturalized citizenship. Set up shop in NYC. Papa de Silva ran a street gang. Sex workers, protection racket, insurance, gambling, drugs. Anything that made a buck, de Silva had his hand in." "Great. Why is the daughter trying to poach New Trenadie?" I asked. "Seems she and Papa had a bit of a falling out. He killed her one true love. Blah, blah, blah. She took a hit out on him. He shot her for it." I winced. "Isn't family supposed to be the tippy top of priorities for the mafia?" Nik chuckled. "At least it is in the movies. Appar

Her mind was completely blank, as she was shocked, speechless, and completely clueless as to what she should do. Daciana Lorenzo was the daughter of the Leader of the second-strongest mafia gang, Alfred Lorenzo. After being rivals for a bit of a long time, Damon’s mafia gang and Alfred’s mafia gang decided to form an alliance. A strong one at that. To seal the bond, Alfred betrothed his daughter to Damon. Daciana was pretty enthusiastic about the marriage, given that Damon happened to be a rich and very handsome man.

She had given my father the one thing my mama wasn’t able to give him. A bargaining chip into the world of the powerful. The marriage between Donatella and Alessiano was quickly arranged and with in the next month they had rings on their fingers, allies rolling in from around the world and high ranking men and women who would do anything to prove themselves worthy of their positions. I had been married to my worthless wife, the daughter of some low down shipyard owner with ties to the Russians and British monarchy. A royal without a title and Russian mafia daughter who’s only chance at gaining anything more then some money and property was to take out her seven brothers and two older sisters

Nigel said. "Dad, can I join? I want to see that too!" Hunter said, begging to his father. Dr. Nigel and Malea are his parents, his whole family was living here inside their organization and helping Andrius. That's why Hunter and the three daughters of the head together with Steel grew up inside the mafia.

As if I was a stupid woman who didn’t have eyes and ears and couldn’t put two and two together. I was a daughter of the mafia. I grew up with guns, arm deals, and sulky men around me twenty-four-seven. “Where was Aoki and his guys that didn’t stop it?” Archie carried on, his voice still loud and angry. “Were they hurt?” he added after a moment, sounding concerned now.

"What are you doing? Are you going to kill her?" "W-What?" Guiltiness is written in Enrico's face but it immediately fades and shows his authoritative face. "This is none of your business, young man. Leave." "I won't." "What? Do you know my daughter? Are you close with her?" Enrico looks at him with suspicious eyes. He can't let anyone be friends with his second one. Enrico must hide the fact of Mariella's existence or else, she's going to be an instrument for more threats in the Mafia business.

This is the first time Alesso is tasting her anger, and he is not liking it. Mia is not scared of Alesso. She is the daughter of a former mafia don and the wife of the present don. Even if she cannot win Alesso with physical strength, she is sure Reed will snap his neck in two if he even gives her a scratch on her skin.

"She's being stubborn again." How could I make things right with her? I knew she had every right to be mad after how things played out. Maybe it was just in her blood. After all, she was the daughter of the mafia leaders,two mafia leaders who are known to compete for the highest rank in the organization.

I quickly averted my eyes as I fiddle with my fingers. "Her name is Malia Gonzalez." Ivy answered. My gaze remained down. "Hmm, Gonzalez. The name rings a bell."He said. "Of course it does." Ivy said. "She is the only daughter of a ruthless Mafia boss. East Gonzalez." My heart clenched the minute my dad's name rolled out of her mouth. "You have got to be kidding me." He said, sounding surprised. "I am serious, Carlos." Ivy said, chuckling. "Whoa. You have the daughter of East Gonzalez in your custody?" He asked.