Mafia Princess Names Novels & Stories

His face remained stoic. I noticed why he was acting this way. Guests were coming toward us and talking to us. He talked to the guests who congratulated us on our engagement. I put on my fake smile for them while, from the corner of my eye, looking at Nico, who held a small smile for the guests that vanished as thin as air. Nico's hand tightened as I saw a woman walking toward us. I knew she was an actress and also a daughter of the Mafia; her name was Anastasia Kirova. Her black eyes looked at Nico for longer, and Nico's body stiffened as she walked toward him.

My heels froze mid-air, my heart stopping dead in my chest as the name sliced through the quiet corridor like a physical blade. Talia. My childhood best friend. The person I thought I knew better than anyone else in the world. Although she betrayed me, why was she being mentioned in this kind of place? "You didn't know?" another voice drifted out, the tone dripping with a mixture of high-society gossip and condescending disbelief. "I mean, their surnames don't match," the first girl's shocked voice mirrored mine perfectly. "Surnames are easy to hide when you're trying to keep a target off your daughter's back," the second voice replied, a low, knowing scoff following the words. "Practically

That I cannot only lead a mafia as a woman but take over the entire industry. That Elena Marshano will go down in history as the most ruthless, powerful, cold-hearted and cunning mafia leader that ever lived.

I was a mafia princess in hiding. I gave my husband everything. Then, right after his company went public, he cheated on me at the party I threw for him. With his childhood sweetheart, Isabella. “Elena, you can’t even iron an Hermès scarf? Look at these wrinkles. It’s a cheap rag.” I stopped. The steam from the iron—or maybe my own rage—blurred my vision. Marco’s mother, Amelia, threw the expensive scarf back at me, her face full of contempt.

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.

Sera smiled nervously, "My name is-" "Oh, sweetheart, I know your name, and might I say Seraphina is a beautiful name?" she said, circling Sera. "Did you know that in Italian, your name means, by definition, Fiery, Burning, Angel?" Sera couldn't help herself. She giggled slightly as the woman circled her. "Yes, very fiery indeed." She returned to the cushion, picked up a small notepad, and slung a tape measure around her shoulders as she sat. "Sit Sera, I must get to know you before I design anything for you."

I take a deep breath and nod. Sebastian Ferreira, better known as Dio, is the biggest mafia boss in Rome. He's in charge of most of Europe and he has some strong ties with the Mexican mafia as well. Everything that's happening in the city right now has something to do with him. And his presence in Rome means it's going to get even more dangerous out here.

She had given my father the one thing my mama wasn’t able to give him. A bargaining chip into the world of the powerful. The marriage between Donatella and Alessiano was quickly arranged and with in the next month they had rings on their fingers, allies rolling in from around the world and high ranking men and women who would do anything to prove themselves worthy of their positions. I had been married to my worthless wife, the daughter of some low down shipyard owner with ties to the Russians and British monarchy. A royal without a title and Russian mafia daughter who’s only chance at gaining anything more then some money and property was to take out her seven brothers and two older sisters

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.

“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.”