Mafia Daughters Novels & Stories

He asked again yanking her in front of him harshly as she slowly looked up at him. "I wasn't.. Trying to do anything.. They weren't leaving me alone.” She tried explaining but Zeke glared at her. "These people are not normal human Danica. Everyone in here is a mafia or belongs to a mafia family. You must not mess with anyone here, do you understand me?" He looked at her furiously making her to give him a nod as he walked away with her following him behind.

Rhys, Adrian, Lorcan and Abigail had a history that ran deeper than water. Rhys never liked Abigail. But when Abigail’s father became his business rival, his hatred only intensified. If Rhys wanted, he could’ve ruined the man sitting in front of him with just a flick of his finger, but revenge was petty. He was a mafia boss, underworld Don. He didn’t need to destroy Abigail, the latter was already walking on the path of destruction. Drugs, women trafficking, child abuse, one day he’d get into a mess himself. “Rhys.” Rhys's attention was snatched by the woman standing beside him. Her keen sharp blue eyes glanced at him with cheeks painted red as she blushed under his gaze.

Zia was the only person close to Chloe, but she didn't live with her; she lived in another country. She lost her temper and slapped Andrew in outrage. His men, who were also present in the room, instantly pointed their guns at her as she slapped their boss. Andrew gestured for them to put their guns down with a look. She glared at him with pure hatred in her eyes. "I never thought you would stoop so low," she yelled at him in anger and rushed to her Aunt, but he stopped her by grasping her hand. "I'm the Mafia Boss. I'm a devil; I hurt people. I don't show mercy to anybody. This is my real side. You messed with the wrong person, and now you have to pay for your deeds," he said darkly.

Bianca repeated questioningly, but her voice was so low that I didn’t paid much attention to that remark of hers. Besides, I assumed that the father Pietro was talking about was the old Don Carusso who is already dead along with his wife. “Lucrezia is the daughter of Raimondo Rocchi. A Don’s blood is running in her veins. Not only is she blood related to the mafia, she was also exposed in their business at a very young age. You know too well how Raimondo raised his daughters. He raised both of them to be like him so you shouldn’t be deceived by their looks and pretentious actions. They are just like everyone else, maybe even worse,” Bianca spoke without beating around the bush.

"We will, daughter. We won't rest until Alessandro is safe, and Domenico pays for what he has done." Georgia closed her eyes, clenching her fists. She knew the road ahead would be difficult, but considering the circumstances, she had nothing left to do but trust the man. After all, her father was also an intelligent mafia leader, perhaps not in an organization as large as Templo Negro, but certainly in one large enough for her to put her full trust in him.

Luca revealed, catching me off guard. “The Voss? But I thought he had no heir.” “Everyone thought the same but he managed to hide this one from the world.” “That cunning old fox.” I smirked and asked, “What is her name?” “Alina Whitmore.” Luca spelled out, forcing my eyebrows to knit themselves together. “Whitmore?” I slowly placed the photo back on the file and felt the tip of my fingers burn in disgust. My assistant nodded, “Apparently Voss's daughter fell in love with a commoner and was disowned. This girl grew up completely away from the cartel.”

You have deprived your daughters of this for too long and I aim to change that. The room exploded, his men were furious that she spoke to them like that, they thought it was up to him to put her straight and show her who was boss. Dante saw their anger but it amused him to support his girlfriend, ‘I see nothing wrong in what she is doing. Gabriella is right, it is time we moved into the twenty-first century. We cannot stand still, every other organisation is utilising women it is time the Mafia did too. You will allow your daughters to follow Gabriella she has their best interests at heart let us give this a trial and see where we end up.’

Their love/hate relationship will start off with an unforgettable night, a pinch of revenge, a swirl of pranks here and there, and a whole lot of white lies and secrets. NOW HERE IS THEIR PARENTS STORY, IT'S CALLED (MY FIRST, MY LAST, MY EVERYTHING). HERE'S THE PLOT; Gabriella Merliah Antonio, a 24 year old beautiful, hottest, badass female Mafia Donna that leads the most powerful, Royal Mafia in whole of Mexico and America called 'The Royals'.

She bit her tongue with a grin. "They shouldn't die for good Povetta.Its your skills that will save you from any danger in the future not a swarm of good for nothing bodyguards.They are better for show props."Alessandro indirectly taunted Robert who sat quitely bearing Alessandro's bitter remakrs since we step inside their house. "Aless..."I pinched his hand under the table. "What?"He arched a brow at me,"She is the daughter of a mafia family,not a mafia family but the most powerful mafias in the continent."Alessandro said eyeing Robert.

I once believed marrying Luca Romano was the best thing that had ever happened to me. He was the head of the Romano Family. He was calm and powerful, a man who commanded absolute obedience. And I was his wife. I was also the mother of Annie Romano, the Romano Family's sole heiress. But it wasn't until I married Luca that I learned what kind of man he really was. Everyone envied me for being his wife, but Luca never truly cared about Annie or me. According to him, the Family's rules made no exceptions. But somehow, those rules seemed to apply only to Annie and me. That day, I called Luca again and again. The authorization Annie needed for treatment reached the hospital eight hours too late. B