Mafia Queen Aesthetic Novels & Stories

Dad asked. "I think someone deleted the remaining footage" "Oh my God! This isn't good..Why will the bloody queen come to your house? " Mr.Richard asked. "I..I..I..I'm also confused" dad stuttered..This is the first time I've seen dad stuttering.. "Who the hell is this bloody queen?"I asked.. "The bloody queen is death herself..But I think she only kills those who has wronged her,probably in the past" Mr.Richard explained..

I start letting myself believe that it’s a nightmare and I will wake up soon. And though I’m the Mafia's princess, I feel anything but royalty. I would give it all up just to hold my husband once more. The words that Bianca said earlier come rushing back. How am I going to deal with this? They say the road to hell is paved with good intentions. But I wonder what they would say revenge leads to?

"Nice name." She smiled. "Vexon's great grandfather first created this gang. The reason for Mafia king and queen implies that it's not just a male-dominated gang. The females also have rights. Right now, I'm the queen. But soon, you and Vexon will be crowned as the king and queen whereas I will resign." Now, that cleared up a few things. But if I was crowned as the queen, it meant I had to kill, right? Oh my God! I should escape as soon as possible.

She is my goddess and she is mafia so naturally, she is my mafia goddess. -Kane? - mafia goddess(Byanca) -Yes, what is mia dea?- Me -Just wanted to make sure you didn’t give me a fake number - mafia goddess(Byanca) -Why would I do that? Do people actually do that?- Me -Yes, people will do this. - mafia goddess(Byanca) -Well, this is me so don’t worry mia dea. - Me -Ok, well just wanted to make sure and say good night - mafia goddess(Byanca)

“You cut me off.” Damn. I did. But that still wasn't a valid excuse. “This is not what I pictured,” I muttered, brushing invisible lint off my leather coat. “Oh, baby, don’t be mad,” Nessa cooed. “It’s kind of cute, no? I mean, you’re the Bratva Queen. You burn buildings, lead fights and leave bodies. He reads books. It’s poetic. Yin and yang.” Her other voice piped in: “It’s giving ‘please ruin me, ma’am.’”

She says, and I am shocked that she would even bring up my brother, as she hasn’t mentioned him since the day he died. “I will not be free. I will just be switching one cage for another. I will just become you, and I will be very clear with you, Mira, you are pathetic and weak. You think I will let another man touch me? You think I will allow the devil to sell my soul to that old slime? You haven’t been paying attention, mother.” I might be exhausted, but I have earned every ache, ever straining in my muscles. I have ensured to stay just skinny enough that no one would suspect that I train every single night. I have learned to shoot a gun, cut through bone and throw a knife with speed and ac

"I am the girl you will seek at the request of Mr. Alfred Zeroun Mendrick. Laura Valerie Alexander." But still. The woman's sharp gaze didn't change at all. Even though Laura had already said who she really was. Laura smile evilly and then walked around the woman as she continued to speak. "I'm sure you know who I am. I am the Son of Mr. Aric Alexander. The most feared head of the American Mafia and Damian Mendrick's greatest enemy. And you, you know that, don't you?" "Why are you tying me up like this? You want to kill me because I interfered in your dealings with Mr Alfred and his family? Is that what you want to do?" asked the woman named Zena Mikayla while continuing to stare intently.

They knew that their boss highly valued Zen and offending Zen was offending Christian himself. Even in the underworld, Zen was very popular because of his relationship with one of the Mafia Gods, Christian. They have to think twice before attacking him or planning against him. Zen also proved himself worthy of being Christian’s right hand. When Christian had brought Zen from the street, many people by Christian’s side had told him that the street boy would not be strong enough as them and that he is not worthy of being in their gang. But Christian silenced them all and started providing Zen with various classes.

Mia just killed her opponent within seconds and without breaking a sweat or attaining a scratch on herself. The whole crowd erupts into merriment and whistles, cheering on their queen. They must be proud of her. Fuck! Anyone will be proud to have a girl like that. "You were worried for nothing Ryan" Alessio cheers giving me a bro hug. ''Congratulations idiot, hurt her and you have me to face" I offer him a small smile though I'm not sure about this. She's young and she's the 'queen'. Is she gonna leave all of this behind, and give me what I want? What if she gets attached and I end up hurting her, will this crowd come after me?

, he says and only after a while does he turn off the water jet. “If you try to escape, I will have your legs broken. I just need to collect your blood and you don’t need to be walking to do it.” Some time later he appears with a maid at his side. She had blond hair and her face would be very beautiful, if it weren't for a scar that cut vertically across her eye. Connor points at me and says to the maid: “Now she will be your responsibility, you who knew everything she liked, must know how to offer the opposite.”