Mafia Queen Mga Nobela at Kwento

Grandpa told us to go to the side of the stage because we will start later. "Are you ready now?" Samuel asked me. I smiled at him and kissed him on the lips. "I'm born ready, Love." I said smiling so he smiled too. I saw grandpa go upstairs and speak. "Good evening to everyone here. Today is the day everyone has been waiting for. To meet my only granddaughter. The next one to be the Mafia Queen," he said making everyone cheer. "I will introduce you to my granddaughter. Arianna Velasco, the new Mafia Queen. Along with her husband Samuel Hemsworth is our new Mafia King.” added grandpa.

She slid off her heels and hit the bed almost immediately. I had sorted the whole issue with Costa and given her the land I did previously own. She was a ruthless woman with a reputation that no one wants to mess with – the queen of fucking Europe and South America. Honestly, her entrance into the mafia world had stunned the whole world. Mexicans were considered the most misogynistic. So when her father decided to exclude her, it came as no surprise when she killed him and hung his head, establishing her power and dominance before starting wars and winning them with multi mafia leaders.

"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."

“It’s just begun.” Three Weeks Later – The De Luca Estate – Coronation Night The ballroom shimmered in gold and blood-red. A crown sat on a velvet cushion. I stood in a black dress, fire embroidered into the hem. The crowd watched as Alessandro placed the crown on my head. Valentina De Luca. Mafia Queen. Later That Night – The Rooftop The stars felt closer. The air heavier. Alessandro joined me with two glasses of wine. “Do you regret it?” he asked.

Even if I need to go through a bloodied path. I took a turn and the news shifted to another.. 'The arrival of new mafia queen.. The underworld is shaken at the arrival of a new queen that it unknown to everyone.. No one has seen her but her fear is settled into everyone.. The world is curious about her as she took down several mafia's at once.. Who could she be...? '

The club was only dimly lit, the air thick with the reek of alcohol and despair. It was the kind where handshakes sealed deals and were broken by gunfire. I sat in the quiet booth, whiskey in front of me, back to the wall. I waited. For her. Fiorella D'Angelo. The so-called queen of her father's empire. I'd spent the day wondering whether she'd be even remotely the woman people described. The mafia had a reputation for exaggeration, making men monsters, women mythical legends that people couldn't even touch. Most of the time, that's just what they were, exaggerated tales.

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?

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.

she whispers. I knew it. I knew my instincts weren’t wrong. “You need to call Mateo and have him get Renée out of there now!” she says, and I look at her, confused. “I know. She was packing when we were talking. I’ll just call her and ask her to hurry up.” Maria shakes her head vigorously. “No, you don’t get it—it has to be now!” I’m confused. “Why?” She looks up at me, worry written all over her face. “Because that woman right there is the queen of the Northern mafiadome.”

Jude listened with the fascination of someone being told the plot of a film he desperately wanted to watch, except that this time, his favourite person was the one caught in the middle. When she finally finished, he shook his head. “I’m sorry, but I still can’t believe you did all that without telling me.” “You weren’t here.” “I have a phone, Charlotte.” “You were working!” “And apparently, I should have cancelled everything and come home before you decided to become acquainted with the Mafia King.” She laughed. “You’re making it sound like I planned this.” “Didn’t you?” “Absolutely not.” “Good. Because I would hate to discover that my bestie has been secretly auditioning for the role of

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