Mafia Princess Names Novels & Stories

I wanted to stop both of them, but Sofia stopped me instead. "So, she's your girl?" Sofia asked. I looked at her repeatedly, wondering what I needed to tell her. I didn't want to answer her questions, but Sofia would prod it out of me. It wasn't as if I wanted to deny Lilith this instant, Sofia could pose a danger to her. Sofia Moretti, also known as the siren, was a former Mafia princess. She had inherited La notte after her father's downfall and had made Marco in charge for reasons best known to her.

Or you could say, they use the Monte Carlo dress code. "Oh, they're from Scandinavia." Antares said, and he grabbed Naomi. "She's the princess, Marie Anne Jane." Hearing his words, Naomi looked at Antares with disapproval. "And that is her personal bodyguard." Right now, he pointed at Bobae. "And you, sir?" "I'm Lee Yeo Hwa," Antares said with a smile. As for me, I can only exhale. What lies will the Mafia make?

’ They sat her on the edge of her desk grinning like Cheshire cats, ‘You have earned the nickname of Mafia Princess because little half breed you are half Mafia and half Duchess, so we both think it is a very appropriate name and we will be using it too.’

Adriana found her there, as always, her cousin’s eyes sharp with curiosity. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost, “Adriana teased, though her voice softened when she saw Emily’s pale expression. “What happened?” Emily hesitated, then whispered, “They’ve arranged my marriage. To Antonio DeLuca’s son. ”Adriana froze. Then her lips parted in disbelief. “Jason DeLuca? The mafia heir?” Emily nodded, her throat tight. Adriana cursed under her breath. “Emily, you can’t. He’s not for you. You’re a princess—pure, radiant, the people’s symbol. Marrying him will drag your name into the mud”.

Lorenzo stepped closer until only the iron bars separated them. His voice remained calm. "If Isabella returns alive..." "I'll thank God." "If she returns harmed... either by the Rossis or you..." His eyes darkened into something almost inhuman. "There isn't a place on this earth where you all will be able to hide." Luca forced a laugh. "I'm the Mafia King now." Lorenzo didn't blink. "Titles can be stolen." His voice became colder. "But fear..." He held Luca's gaze. "...must be earned."

Steve holds her hand. "I know you're hella shocked princess.. and you're not dreaming, it's reality.. I don't know from where to start but I had loved you from the time I had meet you and seen you.. it was the most beautiful moment when you had entered in my life.. after mom dad I had never thought that someone will matters me this much or be so much important for me but you had.. you had become my life, I can't even imagine my life without you.. for the whole world I'm a rude, arrogant mafia king, but for you I'm your maddo, bandar and all.." Steve says making Amy giggles while he continues.

He placed his finger under my chin and forced me to look up into his deep blue eyes. “Koa what the hell are you doing?” I whisper-shouted. “Sit d--” My words were cut off as he lowered to my level and planted his lips against mine. The kiss was passionate and I began to kiss him back when he shifted into the booth that I was sitting in. We finally pulled apart, my breathing slightly heavier due to the impromptu makeout session. Koa briefly looked upset when he had to pull back from me when the food was being brought out to our table. I desperately tried to relax my breathing while he looked completely calm and put together. He smirked while I began sipping at my cold water quickly. “I should

No, he’s got no idea who he’s pissing off. I drop onto the sofa, grab my tablet, and type in her real name; Dr. Sareena Morelli.” She is Sareena Morelli, not Christina Moretti. That’s where I cocked it all up before. But now I’ve got her real name, and the search lights up. Multiple articles and mentions. Turns out Miss High-and-Mighty’s some Harvard genius; finished med school before she could legally drink. Mafia princess, too. Italian royalty with a pedigree soaked in blood and bribes. Well, well. That’s a twist. No wonder she thinks she’s above it all.

Taking the seat in front of him I asked, “Ooh, do I know how he is?” “Well it’s a ‘she’ first of all and her name, it’s supposed to be a secret but few members know so it shouldn’t be a problem just doesn’t tell anyone. She is Monica Sky, the famous actress who won two awards for her latest movie.” “She must be important if you are going to attend yourself,” I asked trying to make sense of what her position in the mafia was. She was already a revolutionary actress but knowing that she was part of the mafia only made her seem stronger in my eyes.

Of every woman in the city of New York, the one standing in front of me is Nicholas Sorano's daughter. The Princess of the Greek Mafia. The Flamingo.