Mafia Wife Name Novels & Stories

I inquired, not quite getting a heads up on what she's saying. "I know you know that Alexander is a mafia Prince and my husband, the mafia king. You'd probably be thinking I'm the mafia queen, right?" She let out a soft laugh and I snorted with a smile. "Well, I am no mafia queen, honey. I'm just married to a mafia king and don't get me wrong, I didn't know he was a mafia until after I had married him." She looked down at my fingers, gently caressing them. Some strands of hair fell over face and she elegantly tucked them behind her ear.

However Justin ignored her. "Are you stupid or something? You disturbed me in the middle of a photoshoot to tell me to buy you a pair of shoes?" Isabella yelled in anger. "I think it's time I send my men from the underworld to take care of you." Justin, who was unaffected by his sister's threat causally sipped his coffee. The same however couldn't be said for Jasmine. Everyone knew that Isabella Gerano Fraser was the wife to the Mafia king which made her the Mafia Queen.

I growled, trying to keep my voice low as if Hazel might overhear. "Huh?" Brando sounded clueless, as usual. Smart yet dumb, that guy. "Her mom signed a contract with one of the city's mafia groups. She put Hazel down as collateral. If she can't pay up, they'd off Hazel instead. Just like they did to her father," I spat angrily, feeling my blood boil. "Damn... that's fucked up..." "You fucked up!" I snapped. "What if something happened to her before we found out?" "Okay, okay, my bad. I got a little sidetracked by this hot Latina while I was digging at the time. But seriously, that woman belongs in jail. She's pure evil."

There was too much bad blood between them, between the Riccis and Bianchis, for Mother to ever come to accept Sera as my wife. My wife. My heart skipped like a schoolboy with a crush. Serafina Ricci. It had a ring to it. She would officially become the new, true lady of the house, and she would have the power of a don’s wife. It was a position that others in the mafia world respected. She wouldn’t just be a boss’s side chick or mistress. She would be as good as a queen to her king.

“A woman. She escaped from me, and I want to desperately find her because she is carrying my baby. No man wants to see his woman go and leave. Especially not an heir.” “Heir?” “Yes, heir. She is my wife, and I am the Pakhan of the Bratva. That’s the Russian mafia in case you didn’t know.” I said. “I plan to sever the heads of everyone who thought they could take her. Her name is Livia Rossi Novikov. Do you know her?” She tensed, and her eyes went wide. She looked around nervously like she was trying to find an exit. “I don’t know anyone here by that name,” she lied.

Vivian politely made way for then to come in. "I'm Janice and this is my husband Gregory." "Vivian, pleasure to meet you." She shook hands with both of them. As Vivian led them in to take their seats, she couldn't help but notice the woman's incredibly nice figure. But it wasn't unexpected, such a fierce woman would indeed have a body to go with it, she had heard from Camilla that the woman was no ordinary wife behind her husband, but a fierce mafia woman who had dominated the southern territory of the underworld, though Vivian wasn't very certain about how the people in the underworld ran their things, she was sure that meant the woman was a big deal.

“I would like to thank you all for coming to my mother’s birthday dinner and I would also like to use this medium to introduce you to my new wife.” As my words came out of my mouth, I heard a collective gasp from the crowd but I didn’t care about any of their thoughts. I turned to where Maya was standing and beckoned on her, she hesitated for a bit but made her way to me. “This here, is Maya. She is my wife and also the mafia queen, you would give to her the same respect you give to me,” I let out in a stern tone and I could see everyone exchanging weird glances. Maya beside me was tense but I gently squeezed her hand to calm her down.

It is a monumental task, but I know my woman she will not stop until she stops them all together. They have enlisted the help of the Mafia Queen Cassandria DeAngelis. She was the first female Donna. She and her husband, Matteo DeAngelis, rule over every crime family in the criminal underworld. That includes not only the mafia but expands to the Triads and the Yakuza as well.

Orange light devoured three years of my life. I screamed and tried to rush forward, but Luca caught me and pinned me against his chest. "Be good for me. When the time is right, I'll give our child the Moretti name. I'll bring you back to the main house. We'll have everything we had before, only better." No, Luca. I was the only daughter of the Chairman of the High Mafia Commission. I was the sole heir of the Castellano family. I could never be your woman in the dark.

She laughed, “Far from it, in fact. I want to reward you for keeping yourself intact, that's very rare in this line of business. But first, it's only fair if you know who I am.” Her cat hopped off her thighs to the desk, hissing at me. She merely smiled, and leaned further into her seat, “I’m Marina Romanovich, wife to the notorious and deadly Maruska, a very wealthy and powerful man…who I'm sure you've heard of.” “It's common knowledge that even the grass of his lawn is made of gold,” I said simply. She laughed heartily, waving her hand dismissively, “A funny exaggeration, but he isn't that ostentatious. Oh, I have a feeling we'll get along so well, Maeve. You're a smart girl.”