Novel & Cerita Mafia Queen Aesthetic

I ask, shaking my head. She grinned. "I thought black was more fitting." She's wearing a black dress appropriate fora funeral not a wedding. I adjust the lace collar which has fallen over and use it to tug her closer, taking in her paler complexion, her wide eyes as she waits for my reaction. "You're right," I start, playing her game. Winning it. "Black is more fitting for a cartel princess become mafia queen." I cup the back of her head, weave my fingers into her hair and tug when she pushes against my chest.

Her eyes, gleaming like twin stars, held a quiet power. She wore a nose ring, her look as edgy as it was regal. Her hair, a bleached low-cut, gave her an almost ethereal look, a striking contrast to her fierce beauty. She smiled at Maria, her teeth perfectly white, her presence magnetic. “The group is complete,” Nune said with a nod, settling into her seat. Goodness, never one to hold back, shouted in excitement. “Go Mafia Queens!” Alexei shot her a sharp look, but Goodness didn’t seem to care. Nune’s lips curled in irritation as she muttered, “Don’t ever say that again.”

Rota entered the room where Mia stood still taking in her reflection. “Oh my, Queen Mia. You look, Wow!!” “You really think so,” asked Mia hesitantly “Gosh yeah, Ziion is going to love you.” “It’s not too different?” “it’s actually you all over. “The Warrior Queen” Rota’s Eyes flashed mischievously as she coined the term for Mia. “But its so different to you.” Mia said worriedly. Rota was wearing the loveliest light gold gown, that almost dripped in wealth and elegance, even her Jewellery. The contrast between them was incredible.

“It was different.” “It was hot,” Selena suggested and in response, my brows jerked with indifference. “Anyway, we have to talk about The Pretties.” It seemed her Mafia Queen mode was back on. “After the last attack I initiated, they went into hiding but they recently resumed their activities and it seems they have teamed up with a wonderful enemy of mine.” Her feet ended up behind me and soon, my wrists felt the sweet embrace of freedom. But, before I could get up and cover my nudity, the woman pinned me down with a strong grip on my shoulder blades.

I find it unbelievably funny how kids from all over wish to be part of a Mafia group because all they perceive it to be is a gang of well dressed men who get whatever they want whenever they want and in actuality, it's not always like that. For someone who doesn't know how to exert dominance, you'll be sure to crumble alongside the empire you've struggled so hard to build and seeing that as something I can never let happen, I was always on my toes and ever ready for anything at all but it appears in all my years of experience, One single woman was about to stress me out so much. I wasn't expecting her to be totally cool with bringing her home with me against her wish but I also didn't expect

I'll be back with the second series. There would be another part and I intend to make the title return if the mafia queen... Although it depends on my editor, if she offers me the contract or not 😊, I love you all you remain my family now and forever... I thank you for the love you had showed my book from the beginning until this very moment, it means the most to me , if I made any mistake or errors please do pardon me... I hope you all understand, I'm still learning and acquiring knowledge never ends. I'll try to give you what you want in the next book, she'll be back and ruthless... There will be lots of sex scenes as well so if you do not like it then don't bother about the second part o

, I begin. "Fuck, he sounds hot." Adele groans and flattens herself on the bed. I stare off to the side before sighing, "He is, very much so," I respond. "So, who exactly is he? Is he a student at our school or someone you met on a job?" Before I say anything, I glance at her. "He's the next leader of the Italian Mafia." She gasps and sits up straight, her eyes widening in surprise. "Oh god, he's bound to be a fucking king in the sheets."

"Your loyalty is stunning, cari?o. You give it to a man that doesn't deserve it because you must. Because you promised and you know no other way. Now I am going to crush that man and turn your loyalty to me. You will become my queen. Mi Reina." Her heart sped up, pounding with each word. He was going to take her away from Ignacio, give her another cage, turn her into another version of her current self. Mafia wife. And she would hate him for it. She pushed back, shoving away from his chest to look him in the eyes. "No," she told him. "I won't be your queen."

Volume/Book 1: The Stylish Mafia Girl & Her Muse Mafia men have been the trend of town for ages; their dominance over the world resembles a ghost ruling the graveyard—driven by that statement when exceptionally beautiful female Simone Thompson—the ruling Mafia of Austria vows to change the belief, then destruction is accompanied by terror, action, and the everlasting love to kill for adventure.

A beautiful soft grey sofa set is placed in one corner, 2 racks are placed at one side with more dresses hanging on them, a wall is dedicated for the bags. I can see many expensive brands and one of a kind designs. I compose myself as my eyes land on madam Giulia Moretti, the current queen of the mafia. I cannot comment on her because what I've heard about her is that she can be the most giving person on this earth or an enemy you wished you never had. This is the first time I’ve seen her. She is standing in front of a full length mirror, two maids are assisting her with a beautiful royal blue evening gown. She looks at us through the mirror "on time, very good" she says.