Mafia Mistress Word Novels & Stories

I was just like any bad and naughty woman out there, and I want Master Mies as my alpha. From way back then, I have admired him, every time I saw him drink my fresh milk, I was ecstatic, my body heated seeing him enjoying it. When I heard that, Sister Elijah has served Master Mies nightly, then Sister Andrea, I knew my time has arrived. I am a selfish woman, and I won't let Sister Rafaela and Bina goes first, now is my time. Finally today, we were the only people in the Mansion, as soon as Sister Andrea called and told me that Master was home, I left all my work behind and immediately head back. And now we are both in his room, naked and heated, when she slaps my ass and drank my milk, I org

He strode towards me, wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me in. “Don’t you ever speak to my wife in that tone ever again, do you understand? She may have been your sister a while ago, but there isn’t ‘De Luca’ attached to her name anymore. It’s Mrs. Mia Mysterio now. Get used to it or get lost”

She smiled with her eyes half-closed, telling me stories from Orion’s childhood, when suddenly a figure rushed forward and slapped the bouillabaisse out of her hands. The soup splashed all over her face and clothes, even into her eyes. I didn’t have time to demand an explanation. Neither did Mr. Hale. We hurried to wipe her clean. However, Vera refused to let it go. "Lyra, do you even know what kind of place this is? This is Mooncrest Pavilion! Where did trashy, poor people like you come from? You can’t even finish a bowl of bouillabaisse without packing it up, and you still have the nerve to eat here?"

Ameena kept cursing her fate inwardly as she bit her still-swollen lower lip. She had never imagined that, in a life already so broken and filled with suffering as a lowly servant, she would now have to bear an even dirtier and more dangerous new status—to become the secret mistress of the most feared mafia king in the city. A status that not only degraded her dignity as a woman but also trapped her inside a golden cage filled with threats of death.

Though I had made a name for myself and I had won my territory, a lot of people still don't know who I am and it makes them come at me. Damien and Andrew had done a good job at handling the affairs of the underworld so it made it easier for me to be able to keep my identity. For now, I didn't want that anymore, I was ready to let them all know that I was still very much available and I was ready to show myself to them. The silent masked king of the underworld. The owner of the great name “ El Scarface” The face behind Capone Nate Miles. The great Velenoso. The most poisonous of them all.

Earlier that week, she had gone to Mikhail Mazza for help. Although he was known as the Country's most handsome bachelor and conglomerate. He was also known as the Mafia Kingpin. She couldn't let her mother die. The woman had suffered a lot and if she could at least do what he wanted.. she'd make that change. But she was not ready to give her virginity to a man-whore. Mikhail Mazza was feared in the whole city. He was the Country's most dangerous and whoring bachelor. He was well known for his brutality and people feared him all over.

Sandro commented while his eyes gleamed when he imagined himself bathing in Viso's pathetic blood. "Not your creativity but mine, Sandro. He insulted me, Gina Moretti. I should be the one showing him how creative I am, don't you think, brother?" Gina said with a crooked smirk on her lips. Gina was not an innocent girl, on the contrary, she was the perfect example of a mafia princess.

But she was now Natalia. After she regained her memories, it didn't take her long to figure out who Dom was. A quick search online revealed his full name was Dominic Valentini. Age 38 and currently the head of the Valentini mafia family. They were rivals with the Parisi family. If Dom got a hold of Orlando's location, he would kill him. That meant Leo Parisi would go to jail where it would be easy for them to get rid of him and successfully take out their biggest competitor. Thalia wondered if telling the truth was the right thing to do.

“Boss,’ said Philippe urgently. Lucien swung around as another man was dragged in, along with a half-naked woman. The man was one of the Columbian warlord’s stooges and the brother of Juan’s mistress, Ramona González. The Mafia Don's eyes narrowed as he stared at the beautiful woman who had been dragged in, screaming curses and kicking her out. Sultry Ramona was a former beauty queen and now the mistress of the fat man, who lay at his feet, whining pathetically. Lucien had heard about her—this tall, thin model turned Mafia moll, with her cunning and her beauty, and the way she had ensnared many men on her way to the top. * ‘Jose...!!!” screamed the woman, and the Capo’s face tightened in ang

Ivy whispered to Mia she nodded. “I am Emily Coke, the Asian drug baroness ,” a second woman replied. And it went on till all of them had finished and it was now Mia’s turn, an invisible bead of perspiration came over her when she realized she didn’t ask for the name of the real Mafia Queen. “I am fuck !” she muttered, softly.