Mafia King Broken Rose Novels & Stories

There was something in his tone, soft, resolute, that silenced Riccardo and me. "Do you think the Valenti will stand down?" I said. "I hope so." Rafael exhaled slowly. "I kept the payment above board and official. No secret deals. I don't want their stain on our family again." "Hope," Riccardo said with a snort, picking a grape from the bowl. "That's a poor strategy for a mafia don. Rafael shot him a warning look, but before he could reply, the doors opened. Rosalia appeared, her steps light, her smile brighter than I’d seen since the engagement party. She wore a simple cream dress, her blonde hair cascading over her shoulders, and for a second, the entire mansion seemed to breathe again.

Rose yelled. I turned to look at her, my mind filled with anger as she stared at me. “That’s enough Rose, that’s fucking enough and chat take the drama, it’s always drama with you, every fucking time, whether is the neighbor just trying to have a good time, do you know why no one ver invites us to anything, it’s because of you, do you know why no one ever wanted to play with Sarah, because their parents never wanted to have anything to do with you and for fucks sake when you go to court to want your grand son custody, ask for a fucking divorce too, Liam is a mafia king, we are nobody’s and the only reason we are not dead is because of the fucking fact that he respects us fucking enough,” Vic

Up until now, he had no idea I was here, and now that he knew, I just knew I was in trouble. “Her!” Enzo yelled in my direction. “She's father's favorite. She's worth more than I'll ever be! Take her Instead, a woman like her is worth more….” The man raised a finger, and Enzo snapped his mouth shut. He turned to me, and my stomach dropped to my feet. A wave of dread seeped into my bones and as he stared me down, the realization of it all set in. I'd just been sold out. Shit.

It was the king of hearts. I'd drawn the king of hearts! I’d won! Andrei could do nothing more about it. I gasped aloud, no longer able to control my emotions. Flipping my card onto the table to reveal the suit, I covered my face with my palms and sobbed with joy. After ten years, fate had brought the untouchable Andrei Andreevich into my hands to give me justice at last. To mend my broken heart by crushing his. Parting my hands, I lifted my gaze, waiting for the sweetness of the moment when he turned over his own losing card, and his face fell as he realized he’d lost and I’d won.

I shift focus over to Alessandro, who's wearing a grin. I raise my forehead at him and he shrugs while saying, "I'm the Mafia King, you're the Mafia's Queen and Daisy is the Mafia's Princess. I wouldn't make them show up in anything less." I roll my eyes slowly at him, then direct my concentration toward Nat, who's strolling to Luca. "Roll your eyes that way at me once more and I'll deal with you this instant." He says crushing my butt playfully. His action startles me a bit and I elbow him as he laughs and leads me and Daisy to the limo, his hand still on my butt.

Or was it because of Rose? No. It couldn’t be about her. I didn’t care what happened to her in this place. She was nothing more than a means to an end—a pawn to settle her father’s debt. Whatever we had in the past was gone. Erased. My actions weren’t for Rose. They were a reminder. A warning. A statement. I was still the boss. The mafia don. A force no one dared challenge. And Rose… She would learn that soon enough. A smirk tugged at my lips. Nothing stayed hidden from me forever.

But I absolutely refused to let him break my spine. ​"If you don't receive your punishment willingly right now," Saga continued, slowly shifting the aim of the gun downward, pointing it directly at my right hand, "my bullet will pierce your hand. You know exactly how precious a hand is in the underworld, Rose. You won't ever hold a blade again. You will be completely useless." ​"Saga, no!" Sapphire cried out, instantly switching her tactic, desperate to play the kind benevolent soul in front of the horrified guards.

“You are the Queen of a Mafia King.” 🏠 Hall Scene The hall was filled with people… Yet— there was complete silence. No one knew what to say. Rose sat alone on the sofa… scrolling through her phone. 📱 Unbothered. Uninterested. Then— Daniel walked in. Without hesitation— he sat beside her… and held her hand. 🤝👩‍❤️‍👨 Everyone stared in shock. But Sonia— was burning with hatred. 😡

As the eldest grandson of the First Branch and the heir to Marquez family, Ronald only wanted to watch a good show. Mrs. Lyla was also watching the show. All these years, because of her husband's cheating, she had been ridiculed by the Second Branch many times. Today, she could finally vent her anger. After Sir Marquez sat down, Deon served him with a cup of ginseng tea and he drank two mouthfuls. Then, he raised his head, and without saying a word, he smashed the cane on Zion's head. Zion didn't expect Sir Marquez to attack directly without a word. He was smashed a little senseless at that time, and when he managed to react, he felt a sharp pain in his head.

Max growled in frustration and put his hand over Stella's mouth to shut her rant up and snapped, "I am not working for Ethan! What the hell is wrong with you, woman? Ranting on and on about fucking?" Author's Note: WHO IS WANTING DAILY UPSPREEESSSSS?! My readers, that's who! YAY~ LOL So, I'll try to update as much as possible and you try to leave reviews and comments to encourage me as much as possible? Deal? THIS IS A MAFIA DEAL! If You break it, I will send Varys after you. But I feel like that would be like a treat to you guys instead of punishment. :/