Mafia Woman Boss Novels & Stories

“I have sent you the email. He is associated with Anne Maria.” Icarus paused when he heard this, he told Robin that he would call him back soon and rushed to his study. He opened his laptop and found the email that his Beta had sent him. It had a few photos, all of Kevin going in a car with a woman. People who don’t know might not recognize her but Icarus was amongst the few who knew Anne Maria. She was the notorious Mafia leader of the biggest gang in New York; she was known for her cruel means but not a lot of people know her origin.

She headed out the dark and Cecilia could see her face, her face was very beautiful as her nose was slightly pointed and she had round juicy lips covered with a black lipstick. Her one eyes was covered with a black mask which added to her strong mysterious look. Cecilia could not take her eyes off the woman who could be passed for a mafia model. "My name is Martha Stewart, the strongest female don of the viper's empire" she said without looking up and Cecilia was tensed. A Mafia lord!!! Her brain was screaming and her heart was raising. "Calm down baby girl, I am just a human being like you" she said with a smile but it was way scarier than her cold straight face. Cecilia felt chills all ove

“Did you work for our rival or not? You stole information from us. Death is the punishment for that.” “I am sorry!” He whimpers on the floor. “Should we start with your fingers first? Slow hard, painful torture?” The woman laughs, her voice detached and emotionless. Everyone stares on, not even daring to say a word. She has earned this due to the amount of years she has spent here. She’s feared, she’s bold, she’s the mafia queen. She turns her head and we lock eyes. I give her a tiny nod and she sighs. Gesturing towards one huge tattooed man, she says. “Get this fucker out of here; I will deal with him later.”

The woman slapped her across her face a few times, then climbed off of her. Madam Bardi walked over, saying, “You had nothing before you came here and yet you think you can do as you please. Did you really think I would leave you alone to play a happy family with those children and my son?” “You went as far as killing the daughter of the German Mafia with no regard to how it would affect us and nor did you care for the consequences. Dante let you go the first time, but not this time little lady. You have forgotten your place.”

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.

Harshly, but royally he pulled out the chair for himself to sit as Danica gently pulled her, with her shaky hands. She was strictly ordered to sit beside him and act like his wife since they were married tor almost 9 months. The maids quickly served them the dinner as Zeke and Danica started eating. The maids stood aside shaking, everyone feared Zeke. Of course why shouldn't they? Zeke is a mafia boss. Being cruel, heartless, brutal and rough was what he was taught to. Everyone had to think multiple times before doing anything because they knew, one wrong step and they're gone.

(Bitch, if you’re not gone by the time I’m out of the shower, I’ll put a bullet in your head. That gets her moving. She’s crying now. I slam the bathroom door and lock it behind me. Crying. Why do they always cry? Like it’s going to make me feel bad. Please. I’m Luca Ricci, Don of the Ricci Italian Crime Family. Women throw themselves at me every night. I never sleep with the same one twice. Well… there’s Lina. But she’s nothing special. Just easy. I call her when I want a quick fuck. I’m guessing that’s what happened last night. I treat her like the rest, but she keeps coming back. Every damn time.

It’s not always a good sight to behold, and not to say the least that he is the most powerful and feared man in the history of the Russian mafia. He held great wealth, which he got from how many wars he had won and through his wisdom. He could be anything you wanted him to be, but he could never be a dad to me. He didn’t even let me call him that. On one occasion, I casually called him “dad” it was just a slip of the tongue but I was put in chains and beaten to a pulp for calling the mafia boss “Dad.” So when I was taken to Base Two, I was locked up in a very dark room. I guess because I was practically blindfolded all the way to the place, so even if my brain was thinking of escaping from t

She looked young. “Maria Victoria Sebastian was sixteen in that photograph.” “She’s pretty.” “She’s my daughter.” This was one of the rumors. Many of the mafia bosses were known for having illegitimate children. Most of them tended to stay close to the family. Sons became soldiers, daughters became easy pawns to sell off and use for associates.

he said with an ironic chuckle. "What were you prepared for exactly?" I asked curiously. "For being chased by another mafia gang." "So you are in the mafia then?" I asked. Since Elian was already telling and there was nothing else that could risk my life more than it was now, I might as well just know a little bit more about him. "Not just in it, but I'm the leader." I gasped. "For real?" He nodded. I tried to digest the information. So… my boss was in the mafia? No, just in it. He was the leader of a mafia gang. Wow.