Sepatu Mafia Wanita Novels & Stories

Punishment in the Mafia world knew no mercy. There were no second chances, no do-overs, only judgement. Don Antonio Lorenzo, once a powerful lion in their brutal mafia jungle, now stood at the gallows like an expired good waiting to be discarded. His bloody face still carried his proud and defiant look, unaware that his legacy had been wiped out the night before. He caught Isabella's eyes in the crowd, weeping heavily, surrounded by her in-laws the Morettis… the same bloodsuckers who had betrayed him and condemned him to this fate.

Maybe, here in this house by the sea, they could carve out a different kind of forever. A forever where love was stronger than blood. Where promises meant more than power. Where a mafia king could fall to his knees for the reckless, beautiful girl who taught him to feel again. And stay there, grateful, for the rest of his life. ---

Guess paying makes her feel useful. My jaw stiffens as I watch her cover their overpriced steaks and expensive vintage wine while she herself has ordered nothing but a cup of tea that had turned cold hours ago. Why the hell do I care if some girl was being exploited by her so called friends? Chairs scrapes back as most of the group stands. The others bounce up, excited, obviously planning something. Elena follows a half-step behind, awkward, oblivious and shy, holding onto the strap of her purse. The blonde loops an arm through Elena's hand with a sugary smile and pushes her forward toward one of the tall, cunning-looking guys with sharp jaw, and ferocious eyes.

Ella's pov He left me hanging, my panties are with him the devil 👿, I did my business and moved to the waiting room, the place was set. One thing about the mafia they are good at throwing parties, this is really beautiful I said to myself peeping from the door. The deco was amazing and don't get me started about the men and women looked, they all look exquisite. Many looked out calculating their next move of course it's a mafia party and violence is their language. Dennis mom came over looking into my eyes.

"Yeah. I promised to show up today, remember?" The mayor nodded, "I understand Luca is unrelenting in finding this woman who I'm still trying to gather information about. She is not existing, there's nothing about her in the global database. I'm curious to know who she is and her connection with the underboss" Daniel replied to him, "I believe she is connected to the mafia, the lady took me down easily the last time and does not even fear a gun to her face. She is not a regular woman and I think she is not with Luca. He had to drug her the other time. I think the two are in conflict. I can keep an eye on him if you want "

A strategic and business oriented persona, that was all I was. The man continued speaking. “In case no one had informed you, in the mafia, all a woman could ever be offered is a seat at the table and from where I stand, without power, that seat is just as useless as a mad man roaming the streets. A smart woman would make a move to chase power instead of a seat at the table but you wouldn’t know, you’re not so smart after all.” “Ghost!” I screamed, enraged.

"That's what it is." "But you can't do it, Logan?" "Why do you think I can't have a more intimate relationship with a woman, Vittoria?" Logan's voice turned cold. "Because of your background. Do you think an ordinary woman can accept you being a mafia boss without having to scare her? I'm sorry Logan. It's not that I underestimate you. I believe many women are vying to captivate you after seeing your charms. I'm just worried about you, Logan. You're no ordinary man. You need a strong woman to stand by your side."

Elina entered a shop that sells baby equipment, Elina looked very happy when she chose several pairs of small shoes that looked very cute, the woman chose a neutral color like blue or white, because to be honest Elina didn't know what gender Elina's baby was. biological. "Which do you think is cuter?" Elina asked while showing two pairs of mini-sized shoes. "I don't know madam, both are equally adorable." Zara's eyes lit up. "Are you buying both?" asked Elina while considering a little, actually at Adam's house there were already lots of mini shoes like that Elina bought. Even though his baby's legs would only have two.

We go on and on about some arms exports and imports. "There's a masquerade ball the day after tomorrow, on Thursday, you and Amber will have to represent the Bianchi group of organizations." Says Harlow. I nod. To the world, we are just successful businessmen, but our roots are that of the mafia. We've got our hands in many illegal trades; arms, drugs, money laundering etcetera. But I have abolished human trafficking and slavery from our family. A family stands for an organization under me. At Night: Amber returns, clearly exhausted, but she plays her part. "Alessandro, I missed you." She says as she gives my shirt a slight tug.

The gown hugged her curves, accentuating her silhouette in a way that exuded both grace and strength. To complete the look, she chose accessories that spoke of opulence – a pair of diamond earrings that sparkled in the soft light and a sleek clutch that matched the sophistication of her ensemble. Alyssa had never tried her best to look so good before but she knew she had to do something to make Alex know that he didn't make a wrong decision by making her his wife, Be it a contract or not. Alyssa stood before the mirror, observing the reflection of a woman who embodied the essence of a mafia wife. Her dark, curly hair cascaded elegantly down her shoulders. At that moment, she felt a surge of