Romans & histoires Mafia Queens

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

I just wanted a way to Mark my territory that I am now the newest Queen, I need to show how tough enough I am, it’s like a message to other mafia’s. I could see the Sheryl, another ew mafia Queen who just took over from her parents after their death, I heard she was once betrothed to Mikel, Theodore’s father , she got married severally but none of the marriage lasted a year before she walks out of the marriage. I could see the male stripper was already performing for looking at me from a far as she smokes her life away. I also pick a cigar and keep sending back my men to tell the male stripper I want him for the night that I will pay $5,000,000 for the night.

Ivy whispered to Mia she nodded. “I am Emily Coke, the Asian drug baroness ,” a second woman replied. And it went on till all of them had finished and it was now Mia’s turn, an invisible bead of perspiration came over her when she realized she didn’t ask for the name of the real Mafia Queen. “I am fuck !” she muttered, softly.

“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.”

Nobody dares to cross them or ends up losing their lives or in short, everything. I nodded before asked the question punching my walls in my mind, "Mind tell what I did to get the honor of getting a personal show from the Right hand of the famous 'Mafia Queen' " unlike other gangs this one is recently taken over by a female who earned the title of 'Evil Mafia Queen' in the less than a month after the death of Evan King, their previous boss.

I pick it up to see who it is. “Hey Byanca, what can I do for you?” I ask Byanca and her sister Breanya are the head of the larger mafia families in the USA. They deal mainly in weapons and technology. I am the only one who knows that these two women are in charge. Everyone else believes it’s Breayna’s husband Kade. If only people knew.

I asked, in surprise. I knew some mafia Lords don't have an harem, they instead make use of a mistress. A pretty woman who has to serve them sexually for a long period of time, the mistress doesn't bed anyone except from the master's who own them. And this mistresses are forever ones. If they conceive and bear a male child for their masters. They might be privilege to take over has the queen. This mistress looks like a rival, I've always heard about this mistresses and they are always extremely beautiful. What am I even saying, why would I see her as rival. She can be the queen for all I care.

Mafia’s Maid Ashley froze on his lap as soon as she heard his demand. She was watching him without blinking her eyes as she didn’t believe the task he ordered her to do. Master Jeremy was holding a sinister smirk over his face watching her shocked expressions keenly. When she didn’t move even a bit after a few moments he bent down and sucked her nipple which was pulled out by him to wake her up from her trance.

"I am the girl you will seek at the request of Mr. Alfred Zeroun Mendrick. Laura Valerie Alexander." But still. The woman's sharp gaze didn't change at all. Even though Laura had already said who she really was. Laura smile evilly and then walked around the woman as she continued to speak. "I'm sure you know who I am. I am the Son of Mr. Aric Alexander. The most feared head of the American Mafia and Damian Mendrick's greatest enemy. And you, you know that, don't you?" "Why are you tying me up like this? You want to kill me because I interfered in your dealings with Mr Alfred and his family? Is that what you want to do?" asked the woman named Zena Mikayla while continuing to stare intently.

the officer casually shrugs though he is stunned by the information. "So the frail-looking girl who caught Wolf's affection is no ordinary girl" another whispered. "These men here are all fucked up. What a misfortune robbing a place with a Petrov woman inside" "A woman, looking more like a girl. It's quite deceiving though" three heads shook in bewilderment. Silence rules while they continue to watch. "That puny girl is the Petrov Mafia Queen. The ruler of the powerful Mafia" after a while Seville whispers, still in disbelief.