Princess From Crime Mob Death Novels & Stories

“You won’t fucking kill me. You’re too innocent.” I glared at him. “I’m not the fairytale princess. I’m the mafia princess. I shoot to kill.” And I shot him. Vicrum let out a groan and coughed up blood as the bullet hit him. I shot him again for good measure. And he bled more.

I listened in on the whole conversation. The great Miliani Hwang is just a broken girl under that tuff exterior. I've seen my men shudder at her name. I've seen my victims kill themselves trying to escape her wrath. She is ruthless but yet still so innocent, having never taken a life with her own hands.

A harsh laugh, devoid of humor, echoed in the confined space. “Where you belong, princess. For now.” A hand, large and calloused, brushed against her cheek, a touch that made her skin crawl. She flinched away, a desperate, futile movement. “Don’t touch me.” Her voice, though still weak, held a surprising edge of defiance. “Feisty, ain’t she?” the gruff voice mused. “James sure picked a spirited one.”

"And I'll make sure everyone believes that it was the Gambinos who killed Sophia. Once the Sollazzos and the Gambinos go to war, the Leone family will seize power—and the entire underworld will burn. You, me, everyone connected to this… none of us will survive." The syringe in his hand coldly glinted in the light. "Sophia will be found dead, staged as a suicide after an affair. Every piece of evidence will point to the Gambinos. If you're smart, you'll keep your mouth shut. You want to live? You want to hold on to that small life of yours? Then do exactly as I say." I watched him push the liquid into Sophia's veins. Her eyes lost their spark, her body went limp, and she slumped to the floor.

I heard her breath hitch for a moment, the small sound having me on the verge of coming. I knew she was gone by the time I called out for her to take my cock like a good girl, but I came none the less, over and over again thinking about how she watched me and stayed long enough to see how she made me f*e. Now, she knew I wanted her, but I would not pursue her. When she was ready and came to me on her own, then I would take her. A knock on my door stirs me from my thoughts, and I smile. It was a gentle tap, one only my Princess used.

Me included. The men rico came with start firing back, and Carl's men join in firing the Russians, as rico pursues victor. "Baby, take the back door and find a safe place to hide, I will come to you when this shit is done with. We are ending this today" Carl whispers but I refuse to listen. There is no way I'm going to hide while everyone else is fighting. What if I could save someone? Sometimes he forgets that I am a mafia princess and not just a normal pretty girl.

Her bleached blonde hair fell to her elbows, her make-up was fine except for the lipstick which was mostly off because of the drinks she had. “Ah, finally Jade,” she said, “and who is this?” she wanted to know while her words came out slurred, she looked at Mitch, interested in if he was my cab driver or if I had a friend she didn't know about. “How much for the drive?” She asked eventually.

When Princess sees that she had killed her own mother, she walk tiredly and regretfully to the front of the king and decide to confess everything including the fact that she’s Quern Giana’s maid child and not a legal child Everyone feels more saddened as the news and the royal families had it worst as this isn’t only a shock but a great disgrace and disaster to the royal household Murmurs feel everywhere as they all talk about the abominations they just witnesses and hear with their ears, not paying much attention, they didn’t notice the Princess picking up a sword from the closest guard to her and stab herself to death. There are screams again and the people seems more frightened than befor

I turn her around and find the worry that is reflected in her eyes, “What is it that you wish to do?” “Well, this might sound rather messed up, but in a way, I wish to live up to the legacy of the Cummings Crime Family.” Then she pauses for a brief while. “My dad was the best damn arms smuggler that you could find.” “That I do not doubt for one second.” And with that, the choice is being made, even though I wish not for it to be, it is done and said. “Princess, then you shall take your rightful place at the top where you are supposed to be.”

“We grieve him, but his death will not go unpunished. It has come to my notice that our dear crown princess, Dahlia Balerion, killed the King by poisoning him.” Ripples of murmurs spread throughout the throne room. “LIAR!” I scream out my lungs, hating that I am on the floor and that my wrists are still binded and preventing me from scratching out that woman's eyes and cutting off her vile tongue! “Crown Princess Dahlia orchestrated the death of the King with her humble maidservant, Sabrina,” Andessa continues, totally ignoring me, “Sabrina confessed everything to me in secret. She admitted to slipping a slow kill poison into the King’s wine on Dahlia’s orders. Unfortunately, the poor Sabrin