Mafia Daughters Novels & Stories

Small, real things in a place that often felt constructed entirely of tension. I waited until she'd set the dough aside to prove before I spoke. "Mara. Can I ask you something?" She wiped her hands on her apron and looked at me with that careful, unhurried attention of hers. "You can ask." "Why me?" I said. "When my uncle — when the debt happened. There must have been other ways to settle it. Money, property, something. Why did Damian take a person?" She was quiet for a moment, moving to rinse her hands at the sink.

"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?"

Now I was trying to see things from the perspective of a mafia boss. "Look this shit's tough, but it's what we have to deal with." She stood up and wiped imaginary lint from her black dress. "It was nice to meet you. Try not to freak out over this too much. Shit happens." Shit. Happens. That was how they viewed this. Were all of them so numb that they didn't care that they were ending lives? Probably. Rayna's phone rang and she glanced at it before her eyes went to me. She quieted it and shoved it back into her purse.

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

Fidelia let out a cold voice: "Alisa, you will have to pay for what you did." Alisa snorted coldly and looked at Fidelia with cold eyes; she gave a dangerous smile overbearing tone: "I am the daughter of a famous Mafia boss; there is nothing to be afraid of. Even if I kill you, my brother won't dare touch a hair of mine. You—just a stand-in for Emily."

"I had been his favourite, but he chose to treat me in such a manner. Like a common criminal. That was what I foolishly thought. When we got home, everyone was already at our home, waiting for me to return. Nonno had walked up to me and given me such a resounding slap that made every other person flinch. After which he told me that as discipline, I was going to leave for a military training academy at Miami. His punishment wasn't sending me to the military academy. Moreover, I had always been Alexander's spare." "How do you mean?" I asked in confusion. "I mean that, Alexander was originally the mafia heir. I never was." "Really?" That was suprising. There were really a lot I didn't know. "Ye

He said. " We should keep our differences aside and sort out this Hebrew matter. " His father said in a cold tone, glaring at his sons. " He's underground. No one knows where is he? " Danil said. " But Mel knows. " His mother said. Danil saw his mother with an open mouth, " Don't forget. Before I have you three kids in my life. I was a mafia princess and later mafia queen. " She proudly smiled. " We need a strong plan. " Kairo said.

“Signed a contract? She’s just a f*cking twelve-year-old girl. How can she sign a contract with you in the first place? She’s under my custody—” “But never prioritize her. I get it,” Leo sarcastically said. “I’m just informing you, Mr. Giordano. In exchange for teaching my little sister in academics, I will start the renovation of her old villa which is within your property.” The young Mafia Boss stood up and buttoned his coat. “Don’t do anything stupid—” “I care too much about her, Don.” Leo vulgarly announces his affection for Mariella in front of her father. “Aren’t you scared that my daughter can be used as a threat to weaken you?” Enrico asks out of concern, not for Leo but for his seco

He is one of the main causes of the clash between me and my father. I do need to deal with that too. My father totally trusted my elder brother and he gave her everything he demanded but I on the other hand was not favoured, I had to beg and work extremely hard to get anything from my father. I only had my mother to support me but she could only do little seeing how both of her sons were involved in different issues. She doesn't show favouritism, unlike my father. My brother, Justin Miles, was the one who fully took charge of my family's mafia business with my uncles.

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.