Mafia Queen Novels & Stories

She was the only woman who made lords fall at her feet, with or without her enchanting face. Everyone knew her but not her origin. Even heirs of Mafia groups and families couldn’t beat the Mafia Queen who had no trace of a Mafia family line. She was just a Mafia, a Mafia who started her world all alone. The door creaked open and her most trusted employee walked in. Gina wasn’t just the head of the maids in her house; she was like a mother to Selena, the only one who accepted her without a doubt or question. “Master Lorenzo Almitta just left, he seemed to be in a fit of rage,” she muttered before picking up the body scrub.

"Queen Nicole, I will investigate this matter immediately. Such an incident should never have occurred on my turf." I waved a hand dismissively. "No need. The culprit is right here." Merla flinched at my words, then hesitantly stepped forward. "Um… my dear fiance, you must be mistaken. Nicole was just a cheerleader from my high school. How could she possibly be the Queen of the Mafia? "I mean, we've known each other since high school. If she had any sort of background, wouldn't I know?" Even at this point, Merla clung to a sliver of hope. As far as she knew, I was just an ordinary office worker, barely scraping by at the bottom of society.

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.

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.

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

she said. Dante placed the folder back on the desk. Then he moved closer. “You're becoming very confident.” “I've had to.” “Because of your new friends?” Aria's eyes narrowed. Dante noticed. That tiny reaction was enough. “So you do know.” Aria said nothing. “The headquarters,” Dante continued. “The people who bow their heads when you walk through the door. The people who call you Queen.” Aria's face remained composed. Dante watched her carefully. “You're the Mafia Queen.”

she stammered, her hands fluttering uselessly. The wail of an ambulance cut through the air as my body convulsed, the ground slamming into me. “If anything happens to him, you’re in deep shit, Emilia,” Theo snarled. “I’m not anything to him,” she whispered. Two men in orange rushed toward me, lifting me onto something hard and cold. Theo leaned in close, his shadow falling over her trembling frame. "You’re not just his wife, Emilia. You’re a Mafia Queen now."

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.

Mafalda is actually really cool on the murderous, sadistic side. She talks allot about how much she loves working in the mafia. I honestly don't get how anyone could enjoy it but then again, I didn't have a choice. I swallow the liquor she pours in my glass and hiss at the afterburn. We've been out in the patio for almost three hours now; I can feel the alcohol starting to take effect. "You really shouldn't mind Vince, you know." she says casually taking a sip from her cup. I look at her questioningly. Her soulless eyes glance back and she sighs. "I shouldn't even be telling you this. Do you know what happened to the boys' mother?"

POV - GABRIELLA SANGRIENTO "Patetico." The man spat while he slowly paced around in circles, facing me with a smirk as I'm tied up. "I'm surprised you're not giving up yet. Quite impressed." He stops in his tracks and pays full attention to me. Animosity crawled through me. I want him to pay for doing harsh things to innocent children. This prick has no idea that I purposely let him kidnap me. I'm Gabriella Sangriento, the most feared woman in Italy. Known as the Mafia queen and leader of the Leone d'Oro. It's not so easy to capture me. If the fucking police force can't do it why would a disgusting child molester easily capture me.