Mafia Princess Books Novels & Stories

Liora’s POV Business had been, frankly, chaotic—in the best possible way. Within three months, I’d acquired another building in New York. The third casino under my family’s name was officially in progress. I was walking through the lobby with the décor team, halfway into a conversation about light fixtures, when a woman—yes, an actual woman—came flying out of nowhere and practically collapsed at my feet. I looked down. Viola. “Viola?” She stood, brushing herself off like nothing had happened, and flashed a tiny diamond ring that was barely visible unless you had a microscope handy.

I decided to taunt her more I want her to loose it . I moved closer to her and touch her lips ,I felt a weird connection between us ,so I moved close to her and whisper in her ear .. where do u want it lil slut? Here or outside ?? I fanned her neck .. she shivered lightly .. I was about to do more before I felt someone pull me back … I had totally forgotten my sister is here .. lilo dear ! Sorry but I will talk to you later I need to leave now and she .. I said pointing to the girl is coming with me ….. she made to protest but I stopped her no lilo I promise you I won’t kill her … take care lil sister I said and peck her on her head ….. I dragged the girl along with me , we got to my car ,ge

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 said "you wanted out, so I gave you out," he said and started eating from the cookies on the table. "you made these yourself, right?" he asked. "Yeah, but let me guess now you want me in again, am I right dad?" I said knowing the answer already. "to be honest, yes I mean you're still the Mafia Princess." my dad said and when I was about to answer the doorbell rang I went and opened the door. "good evening, Tasha." Alexander was standing with his father and sister.

Again, this is book one in the series The Blessed Ones. If you’re a fan of spicy romances with alpha males and basically anything Mafia-related, go for PRECARIOUS: THE GAME OF HEARTS, which is the first in the Castello Di Carte Mafia Chronicles. This would be my best work and I’m currently working on publishing this book digitally by the end of next year. Fingers crossed. I’m currently writing book 2 of the series and let me warn you, this series is super hot and suspenseful. Anyway, if you want to keep updated with my works, you can follow me on I* at author_shreyasengupta .

But before I could come up with any plan, I heard a sound that made my blood run cold. The door. It creaked open slowly, the hinges groaning as two figures stepped inside. They were both dressed in black suits, their faces partially obscured by the dim light, but I could see the smug expressions on their faces. My heart raced as they approached, every muscle in my body tensing with fear. “Look who’s awake,” the first man said, his voice dripping with condescension. He had a cruel smirk on his face as he stepped closer, his eyes raking over me with a predatory gleam. “The lost Mafia princess herself.”

I muttered but she didn't hear me her gaze was lazer focused on her father. "Where are the damn files I asked for?" Don Carlos snarled. "Here." she responded darting around me with the arm full of files I only noticed now were clutched to her chest. "No, fuck no" my wolf grumbled in our mind link. As Giovanna rushed towards the Don with what he wanted. "Oh yes." I responded to the link. " Our mate is the damn Mafia Princess." I added as he sulked off into the depts of my mind.

he followed with a laugh. “Wow! You sure do love money.” “You can’t survive without money, princess.” Is it just me? Or my heart just skipped a beat after he called me “princess”? Gosh! What’s happening to me? My heart never had this kind of reaction after being called “princess” before. In fact, I’m used to it. Why now? Why did it sound special coming from him? I’m just probably tired and stressed. “Can I ask for some, then?” I jokingly asked, grinning.

Once again, she only nodded, but to his surprise, she took the hand he held out to her. The callouses on her hand grazed his. Her working hands were much at odds with the pristine face she had. God, what he’d do to have those tiny hands wrapped around his- “Are we going in?” She stared up at him; he jolted slightly. Had he just been staring at her? The Mafia Don was caught ogling a woman. Shame on you, Asher. He nodded and led her inside, praying for the seams in his pants to work as they should. What the absolute hell was wrong with him?

When they and their men were out I looked and saw only the Roman's were left to say goodbye to so we walked towards them and I sat down and took my shoes off "I'm so tired," I said "Me too," Edward said as he sat on a chair next to me I looked at him for a while and he stood up and looked at the door as I got a bad feeling. "Everything okay Vi?" Luca asked "I have a bad feeling," I said and all the men stood near me I'm still looking at the door when we heard someone "The missing mafia princess of the Italian, American Mafia, and the granddaughter of the King that leads the European Mafia, and now she became a Queen. Who would have thought?