Mafia Nanny Romance Books Novels & Stories

I hated the smell of cigarettes during my pregnancy and have gotten used to avoiding it. "You don't smoke?" He laughed at me, "So much for the daughter of a Mafia Boss?" My forehead creased and I almost lost my balance but still composed myself. "What Mafia Boss?" My heavy breathing was about to give me away. Did he find out about me? Clancy McCain chuckled again, "Ain't you the daughter of a local mob Boss? No one rises to the pinnacle of the world overnight without involvement in the ways of the underground. The underground controls the system of the surface"

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“You should have done your research beforehand. Perhaps you won’t fail stealing from another mafia.” He grunted. “Who are you?” She finally withdrew her gun and squatted down to his level. The confidence of this woman was beyond me. “Allow me to introduce myself. La regina. The queen of the mafia.” His chuckle was taunting yet with desperation. “There is no queen in the mafia.”

“Let’s pick up some pizza and head home. You know how your mother gets when she’s hungry.” He laughed. “Not as angry as you, Dad.” The Fifth Republic Series continues with Luca's story in The Emperor. Flip to the end of this book to read the first few chapters of his story and preorder it now. If you're looking for something new to read while you wait for The Emperor, I've got another mafia romance with a golden retriever that falls first and hard for the woman he's forbidden to touch. Read It Kills Me now! For those who are looking for a dark romance about a very morally grey alpha with black cat vibes where the MMC makes the FMC earn her freedom, read Buttons and Lace now.

Author Pov Luna was sitting in the room clenching the arms of the chair. Tears were flickering in her eyes threatening to fall anytime. She couldn’t believe it. She got married. She just become a wife of the most feared mafia. And that be against her will. But how funny it is that she’s his puppet more than a wife.

Peeking at her sleeping mother made Madison at ease. When she was a child, her mother always loved to read her the story of sleeping beauty, which is how fate stirs their life in the present. Her mother becomes the sleeping beauty in the story; she sleeps peacefully on the white bed inside a white-walled room. Madison can't hide the tears already crawling on her hazel-nut pair of eyes because this will be the last time she will visit her before going to Manila. Her Aunt helped her get a job in the city where she could work as a maid.

In that case, I could not blame her. She had left me for a man who was nothing better than I was, and yet, according to her, he was ‘different’. Different how? He was the Capo of Cosa Nostra like I was the Capo of 'Ndrangheta. Adonis Vitale ruled most of New York alongside his rivals, the Illianos, while I ruled the entirety of Canada. We were both territorial men. We were both Mafia lords. I did not understand any part of Belle’s logic.

With a shaking voice, he blurted, “You can’t kill me. I know what I've done, but I’m willing to change. You can keep me as your rat against the Russians.” I kept my calm, despite the revelation. From the look on Nico’s face, the word Russians had mistakenly slipped out of his lips. At least now I knew he was working with the Russian Mafia, popularly known as the Bratva, and smuggling women and children. This was all part of that big fucking chain that had started twenty-four years ago. If I was right, I knew who Nico and the other rats had been working for. “A traitor’s always a fucking traitor, Nico. You would’ve said the same thing to that damned bratkis if this situation were to be revers

" he said while taking his gun out of this holster My eyes went to his gun, I could feel the sweat on the back of my neck. He stood up and grabbed my chin, "look me in the eyes doll and tell me who you saw" he said. I looked him in the eyes and pointed to the man that stood beside the table. JAMES POV. One thing we don't stand for in the Russo Italian Mafia is rape and killing of women, unless they are witnesses. We do drugs, Murders and other organized crimes. We defend women who have been raped, and send the fuckers who rape women to hell.