Mafia Prince Novelas e Histórias

Time to change the subject. "Why'd he call you Prince?" "Title. Prince of the Omar. Daisy's Princess. Alex held the title too, before he took the crown. Now that he's Greg" "Wait." The floor seemed to drop. "Did you just say Greg?" As in mafia boss. There weren't many organizations that size out here, only Shit. No wonder Omar sounded familiar. "You're Omar?!" Kai jerked back, cracked his skull on the window, forgetting entirely there was nowhere to run in a moving car.

I bite my lower lip and sighed deeply. " We should go. " he politely said, resting his hand on my lower back. " He's Antonio Rego, younger brother of my father. He is also mafia. He decided things are good or bad for his people. He likes everything to work according to him. You'll speak when it requires. " he said and caught sight of me. " I had heard, you are the Emperor." I asked, " You didn't talk about it. I was thinking um.. " I stopped.

he ask while we walk out of his house. I look at him like he's stupid "I'm not apart of the mafia I am the mafia," I say. He raises an eyebrow at me. "okay, maybe I'm not the mafia but I am a mafia queen I was born into the mafia so I'm mafia by blood," I tell him. he nods his head in understanding. "but seriously I am the mafia technically because Luca is the King of all mafia and he is the mafia so technically I am the mafia," I say trying to convince Blake but it didn't seem to work cause all he did was bust out and laugh. I pout a little and go over to Luca and I's car. "

It took me day and night to have a mafia that I want. My mafia is 2 largest along with my godfather's mafia THE DEADLY KNIGHTS My real name is Haley Fates and the people who shouldn't know this name knows it that's why I faked my name. Despite the name they don't know how I look and thats what I want. ----------------------------------------- NEET Lets see what I have here. ----------------------------------------- I picked up and opened it and tada... I couldn't comprehend what I just read about him. He is a fuçking Mafia King that too of the No.1 Mafia in the world.

I turn her around and find the worry that is reflected in her eyes, “What is it that you wish to do?” “Well, this might sound rather messed up, but in a way, I wish to live up to the legacy of the Cummings Crime Family.” Then she pauses for a brief while. “My dad was the best damn arms smuggler that you could find.” “That I do not doubt for one second.” And with that, the choice is being made, even though I wish not for it to be, it is done and said. “Princess, then you shall take your rightful place at the top where you are supposed to be.”

A shiny formal suit from the Dior brand with one hand in his pocket, his eyes squinting straight ahead a Christopher mansion in front of his eyes. "Take out all the gifts I bought," Prince ordered his personal driver. Prince Dawson Mardison the eldest son of Marvel Mardison and Diandra Paisley Mardison. A handful of the richest billionaires in New York, and Prince has known Christopher's family quite well because Kenneth Christopher's wife is good friends with his mother. They came from the same division, when they were still working as secret agents. "Prince you've come." Prince approached and hugged the woman's body whose height was up to his chest. "Mrs. Christopher how are you?" said Pri

I turn her around and find the worry that is reflected in her eyes, “What is it that you wish to do?” “Well, this might sound rather messed up, but in a way, I wish to live up to the legacy of the Stone Crime Family.” Then she pauses for a brief while. “My dad was the best damn Mafia Boss that you could find.” “That I do not doubt for one second.” And with that, the choice is being made, even though I wish not for it to be, it is done and said. “Princess, then you shall take your rightful place at the top where you are supposed to be.”

I struggle to say. He pushes me away and nod his head. "I see, you're using your brother as a shield. Listen to me clearly Bianca.... If you don't get Royale here within twenty four hours, I swear I'll burn down your brother's building" he threatened. I scoff. He's just bluffing, he can't do anything to Fred. Fred is the number one Mafia Prince and he kills like he's playing soccer. He has no value for human life. I'll keep quiet and let him walk right into the lion's den.

“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.”

I blurted out, standing on my feet. Drex pulled out the chair by the table, placed it close to the bed facing me, and sat down, crossing his legs. "Meet Albertrosso Cruzeiro, the head of the Malgavio clan. A mafia Lord. The billionaire drug lord and one of the four feared kings of the underworld. He is, as we speak, the only candidate running for the position of number one sit of this city. He has a wife and two sons and a spoilt brat daughter. Rumor has it that he has a son by another woman, bore to him out of wedlock. His whereabouts are unknown till date" he explained a wide grin on his face as if he just read a satisfying bedtime story to a five-year-old child.