Novel & Cerita Mafia Puppet Jessica M

"I’m sorry, Aria." He kissed her hair, her forehead, her cheeks, desperate and wild. "I thought I was protecting you," he said. "I thought... I was wrong." She pulled back, searching his face. For the first time, she saw the cracks in his armor. Luciano Moretti — the brutal, unstoppable mafia king — was shaking. "I can't lose you," he whispered, cupping her face with bloodstained hands. "I can't." Aria’s heart cracked open.

He continued when Marco said nothing to him. Marco chuckled and replied calmly. “This is my woman, Alessia. She isn't the daughter of a mafia lord, but she's my princess." He said and winked at Alessia. Alessia blushed when she heard his words, she felt flattered and loved. But the next words Marco said to Kendrick, left her frozen in spot. “She's also the madam of this mansion. This mansion is yours, Mia Cara."

"And the mole? The person who leaked the Vermont location?" "Still investigating. But Bethany, if Jessica could get someone into the prison system with a fake ID, she could have someone in the FBI with a fake background. This goes deeper than we thought. Her network is more extensive. More embedded. More dangerous." After I hung up, I told Marcus everything. About Dr. Chen's observation. About Brock's visitor. About the possibility that Jessica was using Brock's appearance to manipulate Emma. "So the man at the window wasn't Brock. But he was made to look like Brock. That's even more disturbing."

Dante Bellandi, the eldest son of a ruthless Reggio Calabria clan leader, is thrust into a vortex of power following his father’s sudden death. At just twenty-three, Dante becomes the unexpected heir to an empire built on blood and betrayal, facing enemies lurking in every shadow—and allies whose loyalty is as fickle as their moods. Amid the chaos, his world collides with Svetlana’s—a gifted ballerina who lives for the spotlight, unaware of the dark secrets that rule the underworld of Italian crime. An unexpected abduction tears her from her dreamlike existence, forcing her to confront a perilous reality where love and revenge are two sides of the same coin. As Dante and Svetlana grapp

Emilia said and bow. The young girl wakes up and stare around with a blank memory and rumbling stomach. A maid walks in and she asked"who are you?" The maid smiles and said to her,"I'm a slave to you, your personal maid." "And who am I?" She asked. "You are Jessica, daughter of a wolf vamp father whose name is Baron musk." "So?" She asked with her arched brow. "You were killed by your father and the queen in her indefinite mercy asked us to dug up your grave and save you since..." Emilia responded.

She sighed heavily with the weight of her thoughts when the small blonde grabbed Mj’s fingers with hers. Mj’s eyes shot back to the small blonde, she could see the terror in this young girl's face and she could now feel it with her hands. Mj looked up at Dante and the small blonde spoke again, snapping her attention back to the terrified girl still gently clutching her fingers. “I’m Jessica” the blonde managed to softly squeak, Mj smiled at her earnestly “It’s nice to meet you Jessica.” Dante hummed a small laugh in his chest and Mj shot him a small glare. Jessica did not release Mj’s fingers, she actually squeezed them a little “My friends call me Jess...is it true you used to be a wal

I thought the ice was finally beginning to thaw between us. But I was horribly wrong. He just wants to play with me. He wants to control me, to own me, to use my body while he quietly prepares to marry someone else. Someone infinitely more suited to his dark, violent new life. Bella Vercetti. A mafia princess who apparently has endless wealth and a diamond tennis bracelet wrapped around her wrist. A gift from the man who is currently paying me to act as his personal incubator. A sickening wave of nausea rolls through my stomach that has absolutely nothing to do with morning sickness. I place a trembling hand protectively over my belly.

“Yes, Alpha, um everyone, Alpha Bianca here has something to say.” He pointed at Bianca, who gracefully stood from her seat and walked out with a smug smile on her face. Jessica’s eyes widened. She knew. Deep down inside herself, she knew what was going to happen, she looked for an opening to escape, but there was none. “Pack members of Moonshine, this lady, Jessica is the rogue princess.” Gasps filled the air as everyone’s mouth hung open.

Mia, the princess of the Vitiello clan, daughter of the most feared Mafia Don Luca Vitiello is kidnapped. She is kept in a basement in a run-down house in the middle of nowhere. Two days, it's been two days since she was kidnapped from the altar and thrown into this basement. No one came for her since then. Her wedding dress is now dirty, and she is starved and dehydrated. She saw everything happen with shock. She walked onto the Altar and Alesso accepted her hand from her father Luca Vitiello. That's when the firing started, taking everyone by alarm. The once cheerful environment became chaotic and everyone began to run for their lives.

“Anna had Zypher kicked out of their organization because she’s seeing Anthony. Fun fact. They haven’t had sex yet, but Anna has had sex with Ciro. Multiple times, I assume. It sucks that he actually likes her, and she was just using him.” “He’ll get over it. That’s the one thing that makes me wary of trusting him with certain things sometimes. He’s easily manipulated. Anna saw that, and she preyed on it.” “I hope he doesn’t get hurt when he learns of the truth. He’s good people. I liked Anna when I first met her, but my loyalty lies with Zypher.” “We’re all packed and ready to go,” Sofia said, breezing into my home office with Jasmine in her arms. Ravenna got off my laps, reaching for Jasmi