The Badboy Meets The Mafia Princess Novels & Stories

Once again, she only nodded, but to his surprise, she took the hand he held out to her. The callouses on her hand grazed his. Her working hands were much at odds with the pristine face she had. God, what he’d do to have those tiny hands wrapped around his- “Are we going in?” She stared up at him; he jolted slightly. Had he just been staring at her? The Mafia Don was caught ogling a woman. Shame on you, Asher. He nodded and led her inside, praying for the seams in his pants to work as they should. What the absolute hell was wrong with him?

PIETRO’S POV . I’ve been tagged a lot of things; Beast, Reaper, Dark Prince, Killer, Monster, Psychopath, Murderer, Mad Prince, and several others. Personally, I think the term “Mad Prince” suits me best. Because only a madman can do the things I’ve done. But I’m a King now. “Mad King.” .

He faced me by turning his chair around. The cruel enemy's name is Emir Alffiaco. He was a horrible man. When I say terrible, I mean awful. I'm talking about the kind of evil that involves prostitution rings and the exploitation of young women. To make my life a living misery, he is exploiting even the mafia. I will not stop seeking justice to ensure that he rots away in the deepest part of hell.

For now. Damon tightened his arms around me, holding me against him as I held our son. Fabiano Lombardi was a villain king, a beast who ruled all other monster. The king of beasts. Damon Petrakis was no prince charming but he was a simple knight sent to the castle of king by my friend, Gideon. Damon was a knight. And I was the princess who didn't get her prince charming. Even thought I didn't have my prince charming, I didn't deserve a monster.

The lights went off and On again and this time, I was reaching out for my cellphone to call Chase. Footsteps behind me made me stop as I slowly turn to meet with this figure. "Holy Shit!" _____ Thank You For Reading! BOOK 2 COMING OUT SOON , TITLED: BECOMING THE BADBOY MAFIA'S QUEEN. See y'all then

As Zayn drove on he was thinking about the news he just heard , it had was a normal thing for men in the mafia to be found laying dead by the road side but this had never happened to someone in his own mafia , this sort of this happens whenever there is a blooming war between two different mafia and it ends up very bloody. Zayn himself had been in the middle of several mafia tug of war but this had been a direct attack who ever attacked this man was aiming at him and this was a wrong timing with his upcoming wedding. Zayn drove toward a block then stop, he brought out his revolver that was already loaded with bullet , looking around to be sure no one was lurking around in the block he got o

She smiled weakly, trying to hide the tears building in her eyes. “I’m twenty years old. I can handle myself,” she whispered. “I’m twenty-six,” I replied softly, “and I can handle anyone who hurts you. So talk.” She looked at me with a weak smile. Changing into a sad look. “I broke up with Brandon.” “Did he cheat on you?” I asked immediately. I should make sure to teach him a lesson. “No,” she shook her head. “He found out about our family’s real mafia business. It scared him, and he couldn’t handle it.”

“The attempt to have Cassie kidnapped by Mikael?” The mention of Cassie made Bain’s blood boil, though his expression remained unreadable. Randish paled. “That’s—That’s a lie.” Bain exhaled sharply, then snapped his fingers. The door swung open, and his men dragged in a bloodied man—mikael himself, the mexico mafia boss, barely conscious but alive enough to feel terror. mikael groaned, struggling weakly. His once-pristine suit was soaked with his own blood, his fingers broken, his face swollen from the beating Bain’s men had given him.

And if I'm right, their boss is dumber than I thought for trying to trigger Enzo this way. When I don't move fast enough, the man grabs me and hauls me out of my seat. I remind myself not to do anything just yet, I'm not Requiem to them. Right now, I'm just the girl with the big last name. The mafia princess who got caught lurking and I'll let them believe it before I fight back. I scream for a moment, crying for Igor not to let them take me, Igor must forget the plan because he steps out of the car, getting himself shot in the leg.

Devil POV. “I have a job to do today princess, I might be late tonight, I want you to eat dinner and be in bed by ten” I order by princess, today I’m meeting Nikolai, head of the Italian mafia, he got a job for me, rescheduling again would lead me to be out of the job, one time a coincidence, twice he’s making fun of me.