My Mafia Daddy Novelas e Histórias

He most likely is a bastard. We were greeted by a small brunette and a big man with strong shoulders as we knocked on the oak door. As he shook the man's hand, the father grinned. These are probably the parents. Father gave me a nod. "It's my daughter here. Alessandro Ferrari She is the mafia boss in Italy." Although I did, they failed to notice the contempt in his words.

Even if it was embarassing and shameless, I always took anything valuable and always managed to please my dad but my dad is completely opposite to allowing me to lead Damon to bankrupsy. When I reached home, there were a lot of black cars in front of my small house with a lot of men wearing black suits and guns in their pocket standing at the door. All mafia talks are usually done in the office, this isthe first time a mafia leader have entered the house. I wonder how my father is doing, so I ran into the house only to find my father drinking and laughing with Damon sitting on the couch. Even though Damon is a mafia man, somewhere in my heart I was not afraid of him. He was the greatest vill

he says but I still don't get it, my eyes says it all. "Mia, princess, you are our princess, the Gionni family princess, we aren't people to mess with, father was a businessman legally and illegally. He built a kingdom, he was the king but you are the princess, his last order was to protect you, we would do that, all of us" Daddy says. "Dad was a mafia man?" I ask him, was he? "Yes he was" daddy says looking at me worriedly. "Cool!" I say, well that's something new for me.

she laughs hysterically. “Miss Betty Humphrey” he said, his voice low. "Your father was the Lord of the whole mafia clan, The Lord of the Daga empire, the most thriving of all the clans, And you, Betty, are his first child. The rightful heir to his authority." Betty's breath caught in her throat as she processed the information. She felt a surge of emotions fear and uncertainty. She stood up in denial. “No!! I know my father and he is not into any mafia business, he was a good man!! A doctor, he never killed anyone, he was a good man!!” She sounded defensive.

For the first time in his life her was afraid, afraid of her opinion of him, afraid of if she would even like him, just afraid. Present Day. It had been two weeks since I graduated from university and moved back home with my parents and brothers. My father, Romero Ramos, is the leader of the Spanish/American Mafia until my eldest brother, Mateo Ramos, takes over next year. My mother, Maria Ramos, was born into the Mafia just like the rest of my family and lastly my second brother, Sebastian Ramos will be my Mateo's second in command for Mateo when he become leader. The there's me, Sofia, I have been involved in offical mafia business since I was sixteen years old, my job is mostly traning ne

she begged with tears in her eyes. "I promise," I cried back. Maya was also there with me, we held ourselves tight inside the closet, breath hitching as we stared deep into the darkness. Despite Mom locked us up in the closet, I could still see through the slits of the closet door. My father, standing tall and furious, facing off with a man who used to laugh at our dinner table. I recognize the man, they know him by the name, Don Marcos. He's a ruthless Mafia boss and also my dad's best friend. Don Marcos wasn't just dad's friend, he became a brother, and a family to us.

“You are not aware who my father is? What is he capable of?” “W-what…do you mean?” She stammers, blinking fast. I can hear the beat of her heart from fear and uncertainty, and Oh, that’s so orgasmic. I give Bianca a look, then hum. “My father is a mafia, Laura Bells. A very dangerous man. A killer and a blood sucker.” She staggers. Her expression crumbles to disbelief. “That’s not…true…” she shakes her head. Eyes wide. “He’s a businessman. An investor.”

That’s what he was trained his whole life for. My father was one of New York’s biggest mafia bosses. Our family had run Manhattan, Staten Island, and the Bronx for decades, even before the Great Depression. We survived lots of things, mostly bad, but our family always thrived. It was in our blood to simply move on and get up from the ground whenever someone knocked us down.

He rescued her and now he can't let her go... Giovanni de Luca, a Beverly Hills born mobster climbing the ladder to success. He will do anything to protect his family and ensure their successful name throughout L.A. When he meets Rosalia Bernardi, a gorgeous young woman from Palermo, things change dramatically. It's not only him and his family he has to protect now but also the young life of Rosalia. The pair commence a rollercoaster ride they can't seem to get off especially because Giovanni is in the Mafia.

He stood up while looking cocky and glared at Liam ferociously. The rich kid who was a bootlicker got all worked up and jumped up from his seat as if he was psyched up. His face was covered in excitement as he said, "Let's see how cocky Liam can be now. Darion is here. Liam's done for. Darion is the mafia boss of this area. He's incredibly ruthless. Nobody in this area dares to cross him at all." The rich kid let out a cruel sneer as he spoke. He stared at Liam frostily, as if he was telling Liam that he was dead meat.