Novel & Cerita Mafia Queen In Real Life

I pressed my ear to the door and switched on the device. Voices came through clear. "To our new Godfather!" I knew that voice. It was Luca. I’d backed three of his casinos myself. "Seriously, Marco," Luca's voice was slick with a dirty laugh, "how did you put up with that ice queen for five whole years? Everyone says the Vettori princess is a useless ornament. Probably a dead fish in bed." A round of laughter. My nails dug into my palms.

I died in a gown that cost more than most houses. Red silk. Diamond choker. A single bullet through the heart. The Moretti ballroom was still playing violins when I hit the marble. Crystal shattered around me. My consigliere stood over me, gun smoking. My husband watched from three steps away and didn’t move. Guests screamed and ran. The chandeliers kept swaying. “You’re too soft to run this family, Caterina,” he said. “Queens don’t hesitate.”

I tell him. “Okay to answer your first question, yes it is your business because we are together. Second, no I never claimed him under the rule of mafia law, because he wasn’t my forever person. And I’m not sure what the Queen B reference is about but yes Cora-mío I will put a ring on it and I will claim you under mafia law if say the word” swoon I think but that short lived as a gasp I know all to well comes from the kitchen entrance.

My heart was pounding, and my hands were shaking, hidden at my side, but I wouldn't let her see that. ​If this man was a Mafia lord, then I was a Mafia queen. I am going to find out exactly what kind of game was being played in this beautiful, gilded cage. As soon as I was out of her line of sight, I leaned my hand against a cold marble pillar, catching my breath. My back was throbbing in time with my pulse, and the bravado I had just displayed felt like a thin porcelain mask ready to crack. ​I needed to find him.

I picked it up and scrolled through the information that they'd managed to collect in such a short time frame. Jade Alvarez. It was a very interesting name. She was associated with the biggest known Mafia that ran the country almost as if it was their jurisdiction. She ran most of the family business it seemed, so there was a possibility that we would be getting a search party scouring our peaceful territory to look for her in some distant future, except that there was another piece of news that her father was dead, and his son was going to take over running the family business. There was something fishy about the whole situation but as long as she'd fallen into my hand, there was no way I w

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 listened in on the whole conversation. The great Miliani Hwang is just a broken girl under that tuff exterior. I've seen my men shudder at her name. I've seen my victims kill themselves trying to escape her wrath. She is ruthless but yet still so innocent, having never taken a life with her own hands.

“You are all obsessed with g****e nowadays. If you get time, g****e Carolina Mendoza. You’ll know why you need to stay away. Now, go.” Sighing, I turned away from the woman while I went back to my friends. “Who was asking for you?” “Some woman. Said her name was Carolina Mendoza.” Maria and Olivia gasped at the same time. “Oh my goodness,” Maria exclaimed. “What did you do?” “Nothing. Why would you think that?” “Carolina Mendoza is the drug queen of Miami. She has killed a lot of people and is one of the most wanted criminals in the world right now. If you got her attention, it can’t be good. What did she want?”

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?

He took a deep sigh and nodded his head. "And the location is the same location we found today, are you aware of it?" I asked him and guilt spread across his face. I nodded. "Are you looking for her? Aside from our enemies, you were looking for her?" I asked and he nodded. "I need to explain this part, Thalia. Her husband is one of the people who resigned from the Stallion Corporation. He holds a high position there and all people who hold high positions are part of the mafia," he explained.