Mafia Queen In Real Life Novels & Stories

Chief says, and we three took a seat across from him. “Do we have to go on some mission? Chief.” I asked, looking at the stakes of files on his table. “You can say that.” He takes out some files and opens a folder, sliding it towards us. “You know about the underworld mafia queen, she is coming back to France.” He says. My gaze went to a picture and my heart started beating loudly against my ribcage. Valencia!! It's a photograph of her, she doesn't show much of her face in the media and whoever sees her face, they're not alive anymore.

Regina suddenly said. "Really!" Martha exclaimed as soon as Regina mentioned the name. Martha quickly sat down opposite Regina and lifted her legs helping her to put of her boots. "Queen Bee is the youngest mafia lord in history, she is so smart and she is fast, faster than any of us. Trust me, she is a legend!" Martha said and Regina paid maximum attention. "She was the one incharge of the city before she got married, she dropped power to rule her husband's company after his death. She is still our leader but not physical and I think the boss still has contact with her"

She smiled, nodding slightly. They were walking on the lawn, "So tell me." She asked. "Have you heard about the Mafia Alpha King?'' He asked. "Yes, Xander Hill. I've heard about him from Sir. He's the most popular billionaire and powerful Mafia in the entire world." She said, astonished. She hadn't seen him. But she wanted to.

I’ve thought about that for a long time as well. But as much as possible, I would prefer that they don’t find out about Nathalia’s true identity. The truth that even Nathalia herself doesn’t know, even back when we were kids. She’s the youngest one in our group, aside from our family’s reapers. But she’s more powerful than us. That’s because she’s the one and only daughter of Gray and Nathasha Fuentes. The most influential mafia family in underground society. She’s the queen of the mafia world. My queen. And yet, she’s unaware of it.

, 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."

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

she replied, relaxing on the chair and feeling proud. “I see what you are doing but know it wont work, go home !” “I am serious, Boss, she is the infamous Mafia Queen who is known for trafficking drugs” she blurted. “What did you just say?” “She is the Mafia Queen,” Eva repeated. “No, you are lying”, Lucius couldn’t believe what she was saying. “Believe it or not brother, it is her” she insisted, her lips curled up in a smile.

Here she jabbed a finger accusingly at poor Karina to emphasize her point and the unfortunate girl looked as if she wanted the earth to open up and swallow her. “I will not tolerate…” But she got no further. Ria picked up the skirts of her lovely gown and marched to her, putting her face in the other woman’s space as she said, gritting the words out, “My Mumma is the most powerful woman here, In this room, you had better respect her. She is the Mafia Queen, the Matriach; so I suggest that you shut up or…’ But the aunt was having none of it. The woman’s face was red as she shouted,

The flashes went off nonstop, names were shouted and accusations disguised as questions followed us like a swarm. “Elix! Are you replacing Zaria?” “Renzo, is your marriage over?” Suddenly, one reporter stepped forward. I couldn't tell if he was braver or more foolish than the rest. “Mr. Dominico,” He said loudly. “The mafia queen is nowhere to be found. Zaria Dominico has not been seen at your mansion since your collapse. Who is this lady at your side tonight?” I turned my head slowly and looked at him. Was this young man really asking me who the fuck Elix Vescari is?

Author's POV No one in the criminal underworld, not a even single soul would have ever imagined this day would arrive. Not in this lifetime at least. If someone had dared to suggest that Egon Bismarck, the infamous Mafia King, the man whose silence was deadlier than gunfire would one day stand at an altar… waiting for his bride? They would’ve been mocked. Ridiculed. Shot for their stupidity. And if anyone had claimed that the Queen, the woman forged from violence, vengeance, and unbreakable will walk down an aisle in a breathtaking gown, ready to offer her heart to the man she once swore to ruin?