Mafia Women Names Novels & Stories

They looked up as Mara and I entered. Mara introduced us plainly. "This is Lena. She will be in the house." There was no further explanation. No one inquired further. The young man gave a quick nod. "Eli. I am Eli." He looked about twenty-two, and his eyes were intelligent but cautious. The woman at the stove offered a small, neutral smile. "Rosa."

she said with worries. "I have considered it as well. Our mafia group is not any street gang, dear. We rule the underground world. No one would dare to take a powerful Mafia's wife away just like that, in case you got revealed. I will give Kennard my position so he will have more powerful authority." he relieved her. Madeline listen carefully to his every word but still, her fear for Kennard was stopping her from accepting his idea. He took a moment and again spoke gazing at her lost figure.

"I remember when I first told Sebastian that I was pregnant. He was ready to kill my boyfriend. He literally held a gun to his head. Somehow, I managed to convince him that my baby will need his father." "That's crazy," I commented. She nodded her head, agreeing. "How come you live here and he lives in the US?" "I was born and raised there until I turned 10. You know what men in the mafia are like especially with girls. My mom didn't want that to happen to me so I live here. No one knows about me." Men in the mafia treat women like objects. As soon as a girl has come of age, she needs protecting. Offers for marriage will come like a ton of bricks. Some people will even go as far as kidnappin

“At least I got what I deserved, a healthy, happy married life ahead of me unlike you who couldn't even find a match!” Valentina's eyes widened and nose fumed in anger at Mia’s taunt. She stopped seeking for Vladimir after seeing his true face. But the reality was that, even though she got scared of him, her heart still longed for the Bratva Pakhan VLADIMIR SOKOLOV. But hearing Mia's taunt Her ego reminded her of her hidden emotions. “Don't worry about my married life, Mia. I am The Princess of Italian Mafia. My husband wouldn't be any second-in-command but the Boss itself. When I get engaged, two kingdoms would be united!”

I glance back at the girl. What do ‘I’ stand for? Isa? Isabella? Irene? Ivana? Ilaria? Iris? Iolanda? Whatever. She's a La Rosa and that's it. She’s so similar to me in so many ways, yet so fucking different. We're both connected to the mafia underworld, too. And ‘father’ doesn't want me, just like hers. But unlike her father who now lacks kids, mine has an abundance of sons. Legitimate ones.

“I know who she is.” Don Silivio leaned back slightly in his chair. Attentive. Focused. “Go on.” Valeria stepped closer to the desk. “It’s Isabella Lombardi,” she said clearly. “My classmate.” The name hung in the air. For a brief second, Don Silivio said nothing. Then a slow, deliberate smile began to form. “Isabella… Lombardi,” he repeated. Testing the name. Tasting it. “Are you certain?” Valeria didn’t hesitate.

, 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."

I say trying to sound as confident as I can afterall I've gone through lots of things nothing could be worse, The door opens and behold I am shocked as I walk in to see various young people packing up sealing and taking drugs of different kinds but I could sniff out two to be precise, "Cocaine …" "You know it?" I nod in response to her question as she smiles walking away from me, "Wait …, what am I to do? And I do not know your name care to share?" "We do not make friends here Nikita but I'm maud and you will know what to do if truly you are a soldier material like I was told"

It's not a simple thing to do. “What penalties do they give women who misbehave?” I asked curiously. “I'm sure my father does horribly, so be honest with me.” “There are three big crimes that a woman is not forgiven for within the mafia: betrayal, child abuse, and theft,” Alessandro said calmly. “In all of them, women are killed. The other crimes can be managed depending on the situation, but broadly speaking, it's those three that earn you a firing squad.” I swallowed my soup hard.

I went out of my office and walked to the elevator. The meeting involves the five heads and Lady figlio dell'inferno. The lady was popularly know for her brutal killing if anyone go against her. She is the first female mafia leader ever existed. Hers was inherited like other, she took it the tittle after killing her husband with a sword she designed herself. Lady figlio dell'inferno was a poor lady brought up by a blacksmith, she was his real daughter but he took care of her like she was. Unfortunately for her Don willow, the fearless and scary man to ever make deal with got interest in her.