Sepatu Mafia Wanita Novels & Stories

I just wanted a way to Mark my territory that I am now the newest Queen, I need to show how tough enough I am, it’s like a message to other mafia’s. I could see the Sheryl, another ew mafia Queen who just took over from her parents after their death, I heard she was once betrothed to Mikel, Theodore’s father , she got married severally but none of the marriage lasted a year before she walks out of the marriage. I could see the male stripper was already performing for looking at me from a far as she smokes her life away. I also pick a cigar and keep sending back my men to tell the male stripper I want him for the night that I will pay $5,000,000 for the night.

It's not a simple thing to do. “What penalties do they give women who misbehave?” I asked curiously. “I'm sure my father does horribly, so be honest with me.” “There are three big crimes that a woman is not forgiven for within the mafia: betrayal, child abuse, and theft,” Alessandro said calmly. “In all of them, women are killed. The other crimes can be managed depending on the situation, but broadly speaking, it's those three that earn you a firing squad.” I swallowed my soup hard.

I asked with wide eyes, I’d already made my choice. I was looking at the red set and it wasn’t looking like the other ones, it was even more beautiful and it gave off the vibe of a sex slave rather than a stripper. It looked like the perfect one to wear when you want a collar and a leash around your neck and be treated like the perfect good dog while also getting punished for being naughty.

"It's such a pity that he still married you even though you're so weak that you failed their qualification tests three years in a row. That was really a surprise." My throat was so dry that it was almost impossible for me to say a word. Stella smiled and continued criticizing, "Though it was fortunate that he couldn't announce your marriage publicly because the Hoods cannot accept such a weak and incapable woman into their family. All they could do was wait till you were 'qualified' before they made their announcement. "However, you—the mafia boss's secret wife—are about to die. You won't live to see the day when you are acknowledged publicly.

he said, “every job clean, every trace erased, every system left with just enough confusion to look like a glitch instead of a breach, you stayed invisible long enough to believe you were untouchable” “We still have enough records to turn you in; cybercrimes, fraud, breaking into high security systems instead you've never been caught. You're like the best criminal hacker we've ever seen.” “The Museum from which you tried to steal belongs to one of the most powerful men in this city, Matteo Romano.” “You’re not in our custody, but in his now. He said, as he stood up leaving. Two men walked in grabbing my arm, leading me towards the door.

They had started to fall for one another. Yuck. I used to believe in love. Then my wife died, and I later found out that she only married me to get my money. Liam might not like this, but his mother was nothing more than a gold digger. She never cared for us, only money. When she found out I led a mafia, the look she gave me was priceless. She did keep spending money like none other. I had to make sure her credit cards were declined, so she couldn't buy any more junk. She disliked that, and that whole money cut-off lasted for ten weeks or so. Not long, but it was a living nightmare for her. I made her start working to get her credit cards back.

She wanted to keep Yekaterina in her happy bubble. Afanasiia looked at a few empty spaces and sighed loudly. She would have to tell Vicktor to get her more heels to fill up that space. She had left so many shoes at so many different crime scenes that they could easily fill up an exhibition centre. She was sure someday they would dedicate a whole floor just for her shoes in the Interpol Museum, if that’s even a thing. She was a serial killer after all whose Modus Operandi was to kill people with her heels. She couldn’t even shop for shoes by herself, Vicktor always came with new custom-made shoes for her. She didn’t have a say in what colour shoes she would get.

Mafia’s Maid Ashley froze on his lap as soon as she heard his demand. She was watching him without blinking her eyes as she didn’t believe the task he ordered her to do. Master Jeremy was holding a sinister smirk over his face watching her shocked expressions keenly. When she didn’t move even a bit after a few moments he bent down and sucked her nipple which was pulled out by him to wake her up from her trance.

Would our marriage be entirely loveless like my parents? Not that I cared, I would just tolerate her and have my way with women behind her back. I'm sure she would do the same. I was not even told of her name, what she looked like or what she was like. But she was a woman. The boss of the Italian mafia. How could that be? Women are weak and too emotional. She would be the destruction of the mafia. I chuckled at how the most fierce and depraved mafia in the world would fall at her hands. Everyone knows only a man can run a mafia.

“That's a good choice; just give me a second.“ He went over to one of the seats and sat down with his legs crossed over the other. I gathered his order, and that was when those good-for-nothing mafia decided to show up. They took money for protection every single month for shop owners, and when you don't have them, they become so aggressive and use force to take them. Why will bad things happen on this day? As they approached, my heart sank into my stomach, knowing I had money to offer them. “Cupcake queen, we are here for the money for protection,” one of them said harshly, hitting heavily on the counter. There were about three of them; they looked fearful with different kinds of tattoos on