Mafia's Princess Wattpad Novels & Stories

“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.”

“Finn and Maeve are not considered Callahans. They have not had any association with their own family since they ran away.” Rione’s head tilted in confusion. He had no idea about the ordeal that had taken place almost six years ago because every news about it had been wiped off. I, however, remembered because I had just been crowned Capo when that incident had taken place. “Bridgetta Trentino was engaged to marry Callum but she had an illicit affair with his brother, Finn. She ran away with him to LA, and so did Maeve with Gaetano. Maeve was a widow.” I arched a brow at Rione and asked, “Do you know who Patrizia Rossi was promised to before she fleed Chicago with her mother and sister, Isobe

I turn her around and find the worry that is reflected in her eyes, “What is it that you wish to do?” “Well, this might sound rather messed up, but in a way, I wish to live up to the legacy of the Stone Crime Family.” Then she pauses for a brief while. “My dad was the best damn Mafia Boss that you could find.” “That I do not doubt for one second.” And with that, the choice is being made, even though I wish not for it to be, it is done and said. “Princess, then you shall take your rightful place at the top where you are supposed to be.”

They changed my perception. She is content with this life, chooses to ignore or conform to whatever this bloody existence throws at her. She is willing to continue being a pawn in our Papa's plans. The quintessential obedient and charming principessa of the mafia world. She is the poster child for everything that a Mafia man wants in a woman in this world. Beautiful, demure, obedient. A fucking doormat. Well, I am not and will never be okay with this. I will find a way through this darkness, even if I have to claw my way out.

His face remained stoic. I noticed why he was acting this way. Guests were coming toward us and talking to us. He talked to the guests who congratulated us on our engagement. I put on my fake smile for them while, from the corner of my eye, looking at Nico, who held a small smile for the guests that vanished as thin as air. Nico's hand tightened as I saw a woman walking toward us. I knew she was an actress and also a daughter of the Mafia; her name was Anastasia Kirova. Her black eyes looked at Nico for longer, and Nico's body stiffened as she walked toward him.

Liora’s POV Business had been, frankly, chaotic—in the best possible way. Within three months, I’d acquired another building in New York. The third casino under my family’s name was officially in progress. I was walking through the lobby with the décor team, halfway into a conversation about light fixtures, when a woman—yes, an actual woman—came flying out of nowhere and practically collapsed at my feet. I looked down. Viola. “Viola?” She stood, brushing herself off like nothing had happened, and flashed a tiny diamond ring that was barely visible unless you had a microscope handy.

The bruises covered my body, and my once long blonde hair had turned brown from the sweat and blood stains. I just wish it would all end soon; the sooner it does, the better for me. Hey guys so this is my first story and I hope it gets a lot of views and likes "Look, boys," I heard one of the monsters say, followed by a group of laughter. "Just a little princess all by herself. I wonder where your daddy and brothers are; you have been here for a while, you know, Princess Elizabeth," the monster continued. "Just leave me alone," the inner voice in my head cried out.

“No. It wasn’t.” He folded his arms. “You want to explain why a woman who has been in love with a mafia boss…” “She is a mafia princess too.” I chirped in. “Yeah… explain why a mafia princess is faking a broken nose and whistling like a lunatic in a stairwell? Can you explain?” I dragged a hand through my hair. “Wang, she knows me more than I know her personally. She was acting like she didn't know where the noise came from.”

“I want to kill the son of a bitch who did this.” “I don’t want you in harm’s way,” Adan growled. “You will stay in the Compound and do as you’re told.” “Like hell I will! I’m going to find out who did this and take my revenge. I may be a Wolf Princess, but I’m also a Mafia Princess, and I know how to take care of myself.” I stared daggers into his eyes. “You won’t boss me around and give me orders!” “I am now your Alpha and your Mate,” he replied, “and you will obey.”

He is a Booi too and our rival empire enemy, after all. “Oh! What do we have here? The Davi princess feels like modelling for us tod…” Leo, the heir of the Booi mafia empire exclaims. I pounce at him before he completes his sentence. I swear that there’s absolutely no one in the entire world who gets into my nerves than this man.