The Badboy Meets The Mafia Princess Novels & Stories

“Are you alright ma’am?’ one of the men asked. I was assuming he was a man with how thick his voice was, and just that moment I saw Maria, she had the boss drive into the large hall. “Come on Gui, we got company and they are here to help” she said to me, this gave me a little relief. I took off the vial revealing my full Mafia regalia. My boots and brown leather outfit was all hidden beneath that dress. It was time to fight a common enemy so I needed all the comfort I could get. The tower was quite huge and it would take time for us to locate exactly where the boss was with my son. It was an old building, with grass sprouting out on the side of the walls and the top sides that had any trace

“I’ve asked you this so many times. Why do you need me? I’m not a fighter. No one else knows about this place. Just let me go!” “But I can’t—not today, not ever.” He replied. “Why?” I demanded, rage edging into my voice. “Do you need me to serve at a meeting?” He replied without a hint of remorse, “No. I have a meeting, but they won’t be eating food—they’ll be eating bullets from head to toe. You’re our fourth shooter. Besides, you’ve done this before. How hard could it be?” My heart skipped a beat. He was actually planning to take me on a shooting spree. Had I really become part of the mafia like that? As for Vincent—the man I shot—it was an honest mistake, one I wished had never happened.

“Look around lady, do you really think anyone will come here to help you? It isn't a crime if there is no record.” My mouth fell open in both shock and fear. Shock because he could say something like that to me and fear because I realized that what he said was true. They looked just like the mafia that I have read so much about and the way they speak about their boss; it was so obvious that they would get away with any crime. I sighed deeply, trying to find a way out of the mess I had gotten myself into. How did I already get in trouble? Why did I so stupidly get into their car without verifying? There must have been a sign that I missed at the airport.

I knew Jasper wasn't taking her seriously any way. Jasper picked up his backpack that was sitting on his cars hood and slung it over his shoulder . I picked up mine from my motorcycle and did same. We made our way to the school gardens.He had his arm on Blondies waist as we walked.She threw her head back in laughter at something he murmured to her.l felt like a freaking third wheel. I could have any girl I wanted due to my looks . Reputation included too.You might not know but girls loved the thrill of the danger that comes with being with a bad boy .

Now is the start of her initiation into this brutal life. Matt is actually scared and seems to have goosebumps from her deadly, bitterly cold glare. The Ariella in front of him is different. She is not quite the same Ari as before, but he likes the one here with him today. She exudes an image of being in complete control and ruthlessness. She is a feisty mafia princess, just the way she is supposed to be. And they are so meant to be together now. "Wake up, jackass! The boss wants to speak with you!" The man beside Ari began to speak, while the man next to him began to hit him in the back of his head again.

John and Johnny's footsteps echoed up the stairs to the second floor, and David diverted his eyes just in time for me to punch him in the head, knocking him out. I ran upstairs behind the others, loading bullets into my guns as I made my way to the empty kitchen, “Come on out boys” I shouted “How much is daddy paying you?” “ Twelve a hundred thousand dollars and the title of mafia king, can you top that?” I watched as they slowly walked towards the exit, their shadows reflecting off the refrigerator, as the door ajar open I fired, hitting them both. John got hit in the head and Johnny in the chest. I dropped my guns and walked behind him, watching as he crawled away on his hands and knees, b

You can see now how that got to me, right? I mean, I know that I am a spoiled brat but I worked for that! I am a fucking rich bitch and I accept that whole-heartedly. But no one is allowed to speak to me that way! I’m not just all talk. I actually know how to shut people up. I’m a fucking queen! Quite literally… I’m Mia Queen after all! “Are you serious, girl?” The girl asked in disbelief. “You just made the craziest and the toughest of the mafia men cry! How can you be bored?!” She frowned.

Valeria saw the hesitation forming and pressed further. “My father can help you.” Alessandro looked at her sharply. “Help me do what?” Valeria's eyes gleamed slightly. “Become the next Mafia King.” Silence. Alessandro blinked slowly. Then laughed in disbelief. “You’re insane.” “I’m serious.” Alessandro shook his head immediately. “I’m nineteen.” “So?” “So I’m not ready for any of that!” Valeria stepped closer again. “You don’t need to be ready.” “You just need to cooperate.”

Lucy has managed to have a hot night with Alex, and now it's time for her to fulfill her promise to Alex to meet Maria Hudson to have Alex serviced by Angelina tonight. "What have you come for, Lucy?" asked Mrs Hudson-Maria Hudson. Lucy is one of the golden children of pimp Maria Hudson. "Madam, Alex told me tonight he wants to be with Angelina," Lucy said. Maria turned her head and frowned. "Did you do something wrong? Or has Alex grown tired of you? You're incompetent!" she sneered. Since Alex was one of Maria's most generous and profitable customers, she didn't want to lose a customer like Alex.

That wasn't even funny I gave him a slight punch on his elbow then I walked upstairs to the indoor cinema following his directions. "Wow, wow and wow!" I exclaimed on seeing the room. There were like six sofas and then a big screen in front, I think it was part of the wall. "you like it?" I heard him ask. "yea" I replied paying little or no attention to him. "I'm an only son from a royal family, my parents were killed when I was ten years in a mafia rivalry and all this are theirs "he said in a sad tone.