Mafia Woman Boss Novels & Stories

I raised an eyebrow suspiciously, and she smiled shyly. "Everyone knows the Mitchell family... The club owner said you and your friends are welcome anytime. You're our special guests. Let me introduce you to the VIP area!" she said, swaying in front of us with a red mini-skirt and an extremely thin lace thong. The woman in front of us led us to the main room, where it was full of other women wearing tiny outfits. She took advantage of sitting on my lap and started grinding, while some danced, trying to extract money from the guests.

If what kind of a mistake have I ever done in order for him just to hide me as a wife, but until now the answer remains blank. I was back in my sense when his door suddenly opened. He stood and stared at me seriously while wearing nothing other than his boxer shorts. I immediately took my eyes off of him and then continued walking. Even before I could get away I heard him call his men and ordered to dispatch the woman he had slept with. I laughed softly as I walked down the stairs. Yes, it is also not new to me to hear such a command from him. He is a mafia boss after all, a ruthless one. And I, Jazzie Zamora, am his wife.

These directors are also part of our underground group. No wonder they are all close, they know each other’s skeletons and Giovanni admitted it to me. Giovanni cleared his throat. “Amara Corporation is influential in the African Mafia, that’s why I approved their proposal,” he said and they were all shocked by his news. “He doesn’t look like one, I mean, in a sense of not a strict person,” someone said.

He’s not worth my tears. What if I’d given him what he wanted, only for him to cheat anyway? I’d be miserable now. The elevator opens, and I step out, taking in the surroundings. I’m used to luxury, but the Beaumont Group’s interiors are stunning, each design unique. A woman in glasses greets me. “You must be Ms. Dela Vega, right?” “Yes.” “This way, ma’am. Mr. Beaumont is expecting you,” she says, leading me to his office.

, I begin. "Fuck, he sounds hot." Adele groans and flattens herself on the bed. I stare off to the side before sighing, "He is, very much so," I respond. "So, who exactly is he? Is he a student at our school or someone you met on a job?" Before I say anything, I glance at her. "He's the next leader of the Italian Mafia." She gasps and sits up straight, her eyes widening in surprise. "Oh god, he's bound to be a fucking king in the sheets."

Doctor Janet replied and I smiled beamingly. "Then why are you here working for the mafia? You could have a better job in New York." I don't know why I'm suddenly interested in her but probably it's the first time I have had such a meaningful conversation with someone who's not of Italian origin like Rosa-fuckin-lina who is still struggling to speak better English without the use of Sicilian. God; how much I hate that lady. "I was abducted." She whispered and I gasped before she smiled. "Just kidding. I was offered the job and I gave in to working here." She added. "I should get going as there are other patients I need to attend to. If you may excuse me signora."

“Instead of threatening me Arsenio, did you find out information about that woman??? Because she isn't what she seems at all…. She's very sneaky and especially calculative and she moves like the wind….she doesn't show her face to anyone unless she wants to be seen!!” “What kind of bitch is that???!!!” I yelled. “From what I heard, she is either going out with someone in the Mafia or she is in the Mafia herself but either way, she is a very dangerous woman.” “Find that bitch for me and do it as soon as possible!!!!!” “It seems like you didn't understand or comprehend a word I just said…that bitch is dangerous and I would not want to associate myself with anything that has to do with her!!! Sh

I managed to smile, not wanting to come off as rude, even though her greeting had been somewhat sarcastic. “You must be Clarissa?” the older woman inquired, her voice exuding authority. I realized she was the matriarch of the Mexican mafia, ruling without a male counterpart. She was highly feared in the mafia world and had played a significant role in helping Dominic reclaim the Italian mafia. I smiled at her, maintaining a calm demeanor despite the unease that coursed through me. “Yes, I’m Clarissa,” I responded, my voice unwavering. I noticed a fleeting emotion in her eyes—something I couldn't quite identify. It appeared and vanished before I could fully comprehend it.

They were right the other Dons were very wary of her, after all, she was a petite, stunningly beautiful young woman, not a big tough Mafia Don so they instantly dismissed her and her ideas as futile. The Mafia was a patriarchal association, women knew their place, pretty ornaments on the arms of the Dons, and then wives and Mothers. They had no place as Leaders, and there was no way they could be allowed to declare a Mafia war. Alcina knew she had to prove herself and it was sheer luck that she stumbled across two of Giovanni’s men on her

He smiled walking towards me and embraced me in a heartwarming hug. I didn’t know how to react, I tensed up immediately. Moments like this were so rare, he always reminded me to never show emotion, as it was a sign of weakness. But it did feel good to have my father’s support. Being a woman leading a mafia is unheard of. People doubted my father for trusting his eldest daughter to take over the mafia. They told him that I wasn’t fit for the job, and I’ll cause the organization to crumble. I made it my life goal to prove everyone wrong, even myself. That I can not only lead a mafia as a woman, but take over the entire industry. That Allegra Skylar Grey will go down in history as the most ruth