The Badboy Meets The Mafia Princess Novels & Stories

“The girl he tried to assault in the hotel is the mistress of the Michell family’s head. Needless to say, Hastings was beaten to a pulp and kicked out.” “You met the new head? Who is he?” “Someone I will take down,” Damien calmly says. He’s fixated on a vase but his mind is replaying the scene where Halsey was almost assaulted by Hastings and how Nathan saved her. Never in his life has Damien seen such a thing. Mafia leaders have a lot of mistresses but they don’t care about them. Even his own father treated his girlfriends with nothing more than contempt and used them for warming his bed. But this…this is different. Nathan Michell wasn’t a man saving his girl at that time. He was a man who’

"You are Nate Adams! The hottest, popular, richest guy in the entire school. You stick with just Marco and Jennie, but your reputation supercedes you. Girls want you. Boys want to be like you. You roll into school on your motorcycle like some rich ass reckless badboy. You can literally have anything you want with just a snap of your fingers. Trust me, the one thing you do not need on your radar right now is being seen with me or having anything to do with me." ______________ Hello guys! Please drop your sweet amazing comments and gem votes on this book if you are loving it so far. Next chapter loading. :)

Too bad for the criminal element, I used all my pent up energies and frustration hunting their asses. "Let's finish this then if you're happy with the goods, the boss will be waiting." I passed him the case full of money, which he passed off to one of the goons to be checked for authenticity. This shit was nothing like the movies. It took time and planning to be executed just right. These fucks took their business seriously, down to every last detail and they had the money and resources to carry it out. This fuck Mikhail Zubrinsky could buy and sell three third world countries and still be a multi billionaire.

“Why the hell would I do that?” “Because you’re bored out of your mind,” Marcus shot back. “Because she bruised your ego in front of the whole hallway. And because it’ll be hilarious watching the great Aiden Voss chase a girl who doesn’t want him.” Tyler whistled. “Loser pays for spring break in Santorini. Full crew, private villa, yacht, everything. That’s real money if you fail.”

Hello, and welcome to The Forbidden Princess and Her Mafia Men. Deep within this book we will see elements such as BDSM, Kinks (any and all kinds), Kidnapping, Torture, Sex and all things that might be considered violent. This book is also meant to be dark as well as a reverse harem. So please note this book will contain triggers from start to finish so please consider that when venturing into this book as you have been warned. Now without further ado please enjoy the story.

I could've sworn I saw her shoulders lift with pride as she spoke, that smug smile never leaving her face. She makes me fucking sick. “Interestingly, it is the same plight as the female lead of my newest bestseller book,” Gabi continued, “a woman with so much to give the world, but such little luck. So much so that she falls into the hands of a Killer, a dangerous Mafia man…” I watch as the Interviewer literally piques. Her brown eyes glow with desperate curiosity at the mention of the word ‘Mafia’.

I thought you guys were patching things up? I swallowed my saliva to stop the tears from gathering. I was a mafia princess, not a weakling. Crying over a boy was just silliness. She rubbed her hands affectionately over my back. ‘’I found out that he is a Giovanni,’’ I said as we pulled apart. I saw her eyeballs widening again. ‘’Wait… Giovanni? He’s mafia too?’’ ‘’That’s not it, Bree. Their family was responsible for everything I suffered. They killed mum and my twin.’’ I wiped the tear that was making its way from my eyes and blinked rapidly. ‘’They made me an orphan, Bree.’’

“We’ll use the intel. But we’re not letting our guard down. Not with Forrest. Not with Billy. Not with anyone.” Despite the tensions, the trio’s mafia business was flourishing. Mia’s growing network provided protection, resources, and a semblance of order to communities long plagued by chaos. Mimi’s technological expertise proved invaluable, allowing them to stay one step ahead of their rivals. Lydia’s ruthless efficiency ensured that every operation ran smoothly, from smuggling routes to enforcement. But cracks in their alliance began to show. Mimi’s idealism clashed with Lydia’s pragmatism, and Mia found herself constantly mediating their disputes. One evening, a disagreement over the hand

Inward, it burned like ash on my tongue. The car hummed quietly as Damian steered us back through Naples. Neon lights smeared against the windows, fractured by the rain beginning to fall. My reflection stared back at me—cold eyes, jaw clenched—and behind it, the streets of the city I was meant to command. Men bowed their heads as we passed, the Camorra’s shadow stretching over every alley, every corner. Yet tonight, I felt no triumph. Only the chains of tradition clinking tighter around my throat. “Boss,” Damian said at last, breaking the silence. “What do you intend to do now? Will you follow through? Divorce the girl, marry Ginevra?”

He pushed his finger inside me, murmured as he sucked my neck, " What did I tell you, little tigress? I will fuck you right there if I find you here.. Good girls don't come to this place." I moaned as he added another finger, stretching me fully, " I was.. never a good girl..I am the bad mafia... woman..as.. they say..." He growled into my ears, hissing as my wetness coated his fingers, " WRONG! You are my woman! And..I like bad..Arch your ass up, sweetheart..I have all the intention to fuck you here.. You want this, don't you? You want my cock, right??"