Princess From Crime Mob Death Novels & Stories

6 million dollars. "You can ask the doctor. She is my twin and without proper treatment she will-" "You seem to think I care. What is it to me if she doesn't make it?" He gives her a genuine side glance. Mateo was appointed the Mafia prince title for a good reason. He knew what investments to make, how to double them and what missions to follow through with. Not once had he let down the organisation by making foolish mistakes. The fact that this girl seemed to think he would choose to make them now, rubbed him off the wrong way. He prefers not to take on things he won't benefit from and at this particular moment, he saw nothing gainable.

he was standing with his family, and they all stared daggers at me, I searched for mine and Alexander's family when we saw them, we headed there, Ella and Roman were there as well. "may I have your attention, please," Dad said. "I would like to announce to you some good news and that is my daughter, the mob Princess is still alive as you can see, so please don't treat her as a stranger, and thank you, " Dad said. I looked at Alexander with a smile and winked at him. he smiled and winked back, then I took a drink with my family, 15 minutes later I went to the restroom to check my make up, after I was done I washed my hands and then Jake entered and I stared his reflection in the mirror.

“That body is made for fucking…” I whirled on him. My eyes flashing. “Don’t even think it.” With a growl I turned back to watching the girl. She was beautiful he was right about that. All long blonde hair and wide eyes that peeked out from beneath the curtain of her golden hair and her curves were mouth wateringly womanly, but she looked so normal. She didn’t look like the daughter of a mob boss. Looking at her you would never know that she had been born Mafia Royalty. A pampered little princess who lived a life of luxury at the pain and expense of others.

I'm nothing. The policemen seemed too convinced, they have their evidence, and I honestly don't doubt that Normani did it, his honor to Karila was superior to anything, I remember the princess falling to the ground poisoned saying only the name of her maid, she wanted a chase, she wanted Tawaba caught and paid, it was the princess's fault and she didn't seem to have an ounce of remorse to shake it off. Normani of that problem. Crazy destructive.

I asked. “Yes ma'am. I know who you are." “Who am I?" I asked. “Melissa Ross the Mafia princess," he answered with trembling lips. "Good now do you know what I'll do to you if you tell them about what happened the night of Elia's death?” "Yes, ma'am, I know what you can do. Please don't kill me. I'll not say anything.” “Come on now. Those are just words. Do you expect me to believe that crab?"

“Someone actually dared to commit murder here.” “That's not the most confounding part. He was not alone. Yet the culprit killed him in a single strike without the chances to defend himself; before his team could help him. And it was a blood wolf with an alpha bloodline. After investigation, the princess was the only one that fit the bill.” Cade added, and called Micha to recount what happened. “This is serious. Now there's no wound on her back. If she's not the one, the real culprit would be out there somewhere, laughing.” Conrad muttered, and began to pace as he often does when he's worried.

His face remained stoic. I noticed why he was acting this way. Guests were coming toward us and talking to us. He talked to the guests who congratulated us on our engagement. I put on my fake smile for them while, from the corner of my eye, looking at Nico, who held a small smile for the guests that vanished as thin as air. Nico's hand tightened as I saw a woman walking toward us. I knew she was an actress and also a daughter of the Mafia; her name was Anastasia Kirova. Her black eyes looked at Nico for longer, and Nico's body stiffened as she walked toward him.

But instead of following my lead, she pauses and asks, pointing to the man; “Do you really want me to leave this man here, just for the police to arrive and do whatever they want with him? When in reality, I want to kill him with my very own hands–” “I get it Princess is extremely furious, but my dear princess, this ain't your Kingdom where you are going to be forgiven for any crime you commit–” “I ain't a criminal!” She retorts with full force of her aggression.

Out she goes. I picked up the phone to see my Pixie's round, adorable face. “Well. Well. If it ain’t ma little Pixie. I’m coming for you, darling, so just wait for me. I have more Death Kings to kill before I can. First, I’ll be ridding myself of storms and snakes before I’m in the mood for some chaos,” I tell her. My plan will take time, but it will be worth it. “Derek. We know where you are. You won’t have time to come for me. Are you the one who killed Remy and her husbands?” she questions. Oh, so that's the MC princess's name.

Sebasatian's eyes move to me immediately. "Hello, Miss Ferreira," I mutter under my breath. To be honest, I don't even remember whether or not she told me her name while she was bothering me in Fabiola's office, but I obviously know what her name is now. Mister Ferreira stands up and gives his daughter a hug. "Sinclair family, this is Alessia, my daughter," he introduces her. The girl raises a hand and waves it towards my family with a big smile. My mom stands up, unable to contain her excitement to meet Princess Ferreira and goes over to hug the girl with all her might.