Sepatu Mafia Wanita Novels & Stories

His name is Liam Thompson a billionaire business tycoon,the CEO of Thomp company which was popular in construction in the day while he was a mafia don in the night. Meanwhile in a closed room,many young girls were being dressed up as they were getting ready to strip for the men.These were young girls of 20 years who were trained specially for this day which was known as pick your virgin day.it was done once in every year and many prestigious sex starved men didn't fail to come. There were murmurs and cheers from the men as the first stripper introduced herself on the stage while moving her body in a seductive way.the cheers became louder when she held the pole and began to strip.

I had picked the shoes when I heard a really nasty but familiar voice. “How much are those heels Jenna?” Oh my lucky stars indeed. I just had to run into one of Ashlyn's enemies. “Oh about a hundred ma'am.” “Oh really? Then I want them please.” Huh? I picked up the shoes and ignored the hag. She was one bitchy person I was not interested in mingling with. “Drop the shoes Ashlyn. I asked for them first.” Just my rotten luck, I had to run into Amber. “I picked them first, Amber and I intend on buying them. Pick something else or go to another store.”

’ The guard nodded and headed after the Nurse shaking his head, ‘When would they learn not to show their jealousy of other women so openly in front of him? He signalled to two of the security guards to follow him and their eyes lit up they knew what was in store for the pretty little Nurse who had just passed them. When they entered the nurse's changing room a few seconds later and ordered the two other Nurses to leave she knew what her fate was too. Anton leaned against the locked door watching with cold disinterest as the security guards enjoyed the little Nurse's hot slender body. Like all Mafia, the Bratva used rape to teach the women who disobeyed them a lesson this one had angered the

He pouts. I flick his arm. "Shut up." "I couldn't even if I tried." He responds swiftly, pushing me out of the way and walking further into my bedroom. "Seriously, what does he do? Half the men at the country club couldn't afford a fraction of this." He mumbles, glancing around. Mason works at the country club, which comes in handy considering he gains a lot more than just a pay check. It's the place where he meets women, women that are married to neglectful businessmen that seek his company.

, I said vaguely. “He didn't tell you where?” The other woman inquired. I looked over at her and smiled. “He did but it's quite confidential,” I said. As a matter of fact, I didn't know where the fuck Luca was but I'd be damned if I told them that so best to keep up the act of the understanding mafia wife who would never reveal her husband's location. “We're family, you know. And this is his mother so I think you can tell us” the woman with a smile line on her face urged.

"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

With my suitcase in one hand and my phone pressed against my ear, I walk towards the arrival gate, hoping my father remembered I asked for a ride to come get me at the airport. One of the security men winks at me, and I smile stiffly in response. If my father were right beside me, if he knew who I was, the last thing he would want to do is wink at a Moretti. One of the largest Mafia families in New York and second on the pyramid. My sister, Iris, is getting married to the first. “You’re out of your mind, Aaliyah!” Disdain drips from my sister’s tone straight into my ears. I have to admit that her arrogance has perfected over the years.

There is nothing more dangerous than a woman with a firm determination . Tanya(P.O.V) Last night I didn't slept well . There were various thoughts clouding my mind and the major one am I going to really marry Mr Blackwell !? . No matter how much I kept telling myself that everything will be better but the truth was there was nothing seem to be in my mind to clear this mess . Every time I plan to flee from this mess this mess just keep getting messier . It will be better to not try something at this stage considering how messed up I am already . It's like you are stuck in a heavy downpour without any umbrella and no matter how smart and logical approach is the end result will be you getting

She had taken the responsibility of the household, since papa got arrested. Sophia brushed her shoulders against mine, storming down the hallways with her heels clicking against the marble floor. The rhythmic sound of her heels reminded me of the good old times when the house was filled with laughter and papa’s voice echoed through the hallways commanding the servants to bring more buzz. I followed behind her silently. Unlike Sophia, I had gone with flats because I did not see the need of keeping up with the appearance when the whole city already knew about our predicament and not only that I hate to play dress up.

I had my very own personal cat, a freaking tesla , I have a duplex rented up for me… a house i never knew could be decorated in such a manner. Not only did it end there, I was given my own personal gold chain… it's a heavy weight and I can swear it costs lots of money as it had been customized with my name on it. Why should I go to my nights as a stripper when I had to wear really cheap clothes just to get paid an even cheaper amount of money. Several nights of being molested BY men who wanted nothing but sex, who gave no damn about my talents as a striper and a crazy ass boss who cared about our safety but made us work over time.