Novel & Cerita Mafia Queen

"Oh, and book me a flight to Iceland. I want to see the Northern Lights." "As you wish, Donna." I hung up the phone. I looked at my reflection in the glass and smiled. This is the life. This whole 'mafia queen' gig? I fucking love it.

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.

“You should have done your research beforehand. Perhaps you won’t fail stealing from another mafia.” He grunted. “Who are you?” She finally withdrew her gun and squatted down to his level. The confidence of this woman was beyond me. “Allow me to introduce myself. La regina. The queen of the mafia.” His chuckle was taunting yet with desperation. “There is no queen in the mafia.”

...Cassandra POV... Everything is happening so fast now. I only have but just met Christian, and we have already been through so much together. Just a few days ago, I was an exotic dancer, and now, as crazy as it does sound, I am set to become what men in Christian's world call a Mafia Queen. Do I know what I am doing? Not the slightest bit at all, but with Christian by my side, I shall be able to set my mind to do what it is to what I wish it would be doing.

She is the first woman to ever run a mafia, she was the first woman who controls so much power in the mafia. She is a woman who have prove a point that women are not weak, infact they are strong. She is a woman who walks, sit and dine amongst the most powerful and dangerous men. She is a woman who loves be in control and incharge. She is a woman who won't let anyone step on her. She is a ruthless and fearless woman. She is the Queen of mafia Anyone who dares to oppose or go against her always pay dearly with their lives. Elena layed on the cold ground as she shut her eyes, it was far better off than her bed which was always haunted by nightmares.

That’s why she was very wary of this man and did not want to fall on his black list. She is an orphan who is frequently hired by rich people to seduce someone. She never failed in her task, and from her work, she also earned a lot. Later, she was found by an assistant of this man and was brought here. They threatened to kill her if she did not do as they said. She did not want to die yet, so she agreed with them. She was ordered to seduce the country’s richest man, Evan Vitale. It would be a lie to say that she didn’t get greedy when she heard that name. So, she easily agreed to the deal.

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

’ One of them tossed the chemise at her and she calmly tossed it back at him lifting her chin in a challenge, ‘Wear that or you go naked whore the choice is yours. The other man yawned and opened the cell door to grab her she ducked under his arm and shoved him in the back sending him crashing into the cell bars and breaking his nose. Like the idiot he was the second guard lunged forward in defence of his friend and she grabbed his wrist and twisted his momentum sent him forward and the sickening snap of bones made her smile. Wasting no time she slammed the cell door shut and locked it sticking their guns in her shorts she left them moaning in agony if she had time she would come back and sh

My men yelled at me and we instantly retreated, while still pointing a gun at him and his men, we ran to our car and drove off at a high speed. "Khloe, you are a mad woman," Diego said as he tried to catch his breath. I bursted into laughter at the way he struggled to breathe. "And you are a woman, why were you so scared, Diego?" I said to him as I unwrapped my arm. "Because Uncle said we shouldn't go after the diamond, remember it's theirs - we stole from them twice!" Diego said, referring to my father. My father, the former head of the Italian Mafia group, had handed me the title of Queen of the Mafias. Of course, he wouldn't like me going after the diamonds, but they belonged to my late m

Leanor said holding me in her arms, trying to console me. “Who are you really?” I asked, something about this nice woman persona did not seem to fit. There is something more… something deeper, something a bit more sinister. “I am Leanor Amaretto, the queen of the west coast cartel. You see my father Rodrigo Amaretto…” “Wait…you…you are Rodrigo Amaretto’s daughter?” I gasped. As in the mafia king Amaretto…One of the most feared mafia kings of all times! “You knew my father?” Leanor asked, she looked shocked. Why?