Mafia Daughter Names Novels & Stories

And i'm sitting on the loveseat. Half way through the movie Kaizer suddenly spoke. "Oh, Dude can we talk to you about some business?" he asks stressing the last word then glancing my way making me frown. That definitely means something. "Just say it she'll know about it anyways" Xavier state. "She's part of her family's org. so you guys have nothing to hide from her" he continues and it drowns into me. They are also part of the mafia Xavier runs. With that said all three of them turned to me with surprise. "Who knew the famous Cloudethe Raze Mariano is a mafia princess" Sebastian state making me chuckle. "Yeah..a princess you gotta be scared of" Xavier commented meaningfully making all of ou

Still unable to say a thing I remain engulfed in her embrace, after few minutes of nearly choking she lets go of me, "Maudie, please do show Nikita to her room and she must be given utmost respect and catered for equally" A young lady probably at the same age range with me walks in stomping in the ground like a soldier and something tells me she's as deadly as she walks, "Yes boss, she an e or a r" "She's neither, but you can place her as a r she's my daughter" "I see,follow me " I proceed to follow Maudie ,I feel warm soft textured fingers wrap around my palm,

He led the way to the front door and I held my head up in an attempt to hide my anxiety. Shit, I had never felt like this before. What the fuck was wrong with me? He was probably a bastard. Upon knocking on the oak door, we were greeted by a petite brunette woman and a tall broad-shouldered man. Father smiled as he shook the man's hand. I was guessing those were the parents. Father nodded toward me. "This is my daughter, Sienna Zannotti. She runs the Italian mafia." They didn't hear the spite in his words but I did. Suddenly, all eyes were on me. Father didn't introduce himself which made me believe that he knew these people. The woman smiled as she looked me over.

However, if we know who the daughter of the godfather is, maybe we can use her against him. "Leandra Smith is known as Isabella Romani. Can you believe that bitch is the daughter of the godfather? I cannot believe it. I cannot think she is the godfather's daughter. We never knew it. What could we have done if we knew she was the godfather's daughter? Imagine how much money we could have gotten for the knowledge, not even to mention how much we could have gotten if we knew that she was a godfather's daughter. You were so stupid to leave her. Think about all the things we could have done with that knowledge. We could have kept her away from the godfather until we decided she was now useful. Yo

The woman stared at Jayden for a few seconds, contemplating on whether to tell him his daughter name, scared that he might harm her. She would prefer of he just killed her now while her daughter live. She knew so much about Mafias, Jayden could kill her right here in the hospital and still kill her daughter who doesn't have an hand in these. They were ruthless, lacked human sympathy or conscience. "What is your daughter's name, I'm sure she also has an hand indeed. She must have been the one who is giving out informations." Joe said, moving closer to the woman who was still sitting on the floor.

“I’m familiar with how things work in the mafia. Girls are nothing but breeding animals and pawns in your unfair games of war and power. What’s to say that you won’t sell me off to the highest bidder by tomorrow.” “Nonsense!” Romano spat, “you are my precious daughter, moya malenkaya zvezdochka. You answer to no one, you will live for no one!” His brown eyes blazed with a ferocity and protectiveness that couldn’t be faked. My knees threatened to give out under the weight of the intensity in his eyes and I shook my head again. “I can’t…” I whispered, clutching the photograph tighter. “I can’t do this.” Romano’s voice broke through the silence again, soft and heavy with regret. “You were only

His father, more than once, attempted to take my life many times. “Who are you?” I heard someone ask. I smiled brightly, actually feeling happy for the first time in a long time. "My name is Isabella Montenegro, and I am the last living child of my father and the heir to the mafia throne.”

she stated. "I'm his daughter" She nodded her head and analyzed me. "Knowing that you're his daughter, I don't trust you." I understood what she meant, after all, I'm Enzo's daughter. The fact that she cares about Amelia makes me happy. "Wait as in Ginevra Bianchi?" asked Merylna's boyfriend. "In the flash" I responded. "My name is Kyron and I'm from a smaller gang from the American Mafia called Concorist. I heard rumors about a kidnapping" her boyfriend said.

It passed a message across perfectly. "The fact that you think that you can make kneel before you is laughable. The fact that you believe that you can orchestrate some sort of half-assed revenge against us is pathetic and sad. I would have destroyed you even without all these restraints. I would have beaten you within an inch of your life because I am not the target you probably thought I was. I am Alessandra Rinaldi Zolotov, the daughter of the Head of the Cosa Nostra and the wife of the Head of the Bratva. You messed with the wrong bitch and I plan on avenging every single woman you have hurt."

“It’s good to see you again Jada. What happened to you?” “If you’ll just be that noisy, then get out of my sight.” I shot back. I went here to get some distraction and to not be interviewed by him. “Fine, I’m sorry. I forgot that you’re Jada Turner.” I stop for a moment hearing that surname. I smiled bitterly, everyone still thinks that I am a Turner. Only Achilles and the C. Organization know that I’m the daughter of a mafia leader named Jera Young.