The Forbidden Princess And Her Mafia Men Novels & Stories

His eyes became soft and he caressed the girl's face in the picture. "She is not George Rae's daughter. She is my baby sister. The princess of the Italian mafia. She belongs with me. Not with that Alessandro. I want my sister back. Why is she living with Alessandro anyway? Why is she not living with George Rae and his family?" he asked with anger and displeasure.

Falcone again moved to her if she was removed from her way. Chiara had many connections with the dangerous mafia leaders as she was known as the Princess of the strongest Mafia family. Chiara was burning in rage since Phoebe disowned her by calling her slut. Phoebe you will regret every word you used for me “Hello, is everything ready for tonight?” “Yes!” “You will be rewarded but I don’t want any mistake.” “Rest assured Mam. We are well prepared. Your problem will get solved.” “Hang up now! You will get the invitation”

“At least I got what I deserved, a healthy, happy married life ahead of me unlike you who couldn't even find a match!” Valentina's eyes widened and nose fumed in anger at Mia’s taunt. She stopped seeking for Vladimir after seeing his true face. But the reality was that, even though she got scared of him, her heart still longed for the Bratva Pakhan VLADIMIR SOKOLOV. But hearing Mia's taunt Her ego reminded her of her hidden emotions. “Don't worry about my married life, Mia. I am The Princess of Italian Mafia. My husband wouldn't be any second-in-command but the Boss itself. When I get engaged, two kingdoms would be united!”

The truth being she's been fucking around with one of his enemies who she now feels a tragic emotion she names love and oh, she is forty percent sure she has procreated with the man. This is the truth she has dared to admit to not only our father but the her murderous fiance. Father might not kill her but her fiance will, he is very vengeful and she has crossed him in a way no man in our world can tolerate. Maybe she has lived as the millionaire's daughter so long that she forgot it was an act. She is a mafia princess, we do as we are told and wait until you're an asset to the family. Maybe it's just I that is an asset because Sofia has always been their daughter, nothing else.

"Please, enlighten me. Your father will kill me when he knows what? That his daughter spreads her legs easily for anyone? Let's not lie to each other. You and I both know I am not your first. Besides, now that we are talking about it, how many had a round with you before me today?" "I am a princess of..." she starts to rant before I place my hand on her lips. I let my fingers sink into her cheeks, and I hear her let out a small cry of pain. "Mafia princesses remain virgins for their husbands. They are jealously guarded and live like fucking recluses within the walls of their house. You do not hear them. They are discreet, elegant, submissive, and educated to satisfy the needs of the Family.

And as this woman that I love stares at me, I can see the love boil over in her eyes, but beyond them, there is something else. “Christian.” “Yes, princess?” “Is this war over?” “No, princess, there is one more thing that I want.” ...TO BE CONTINUED... SEQUEL - MY MAFIA PRINCESS: THE LOVE OF A CRIME BOSS

“Your sister is having such a lovely time. Hahahaha!” “Leave her alone!” I cocked my gun and aimed it straight at his head. One squeeze of the trigger and his brains would paint the wall. “Not so fast, Don Luciano,” he replied coldly, pressing his own gun to Isabella’s temple. Shit. I needed to think fast. “What do you want?” I demanded. “Your empire. Denounce it and come work for me. I’ll make you my commander general. There can only be one mafia lord, and it will be me. No competition. Or I kill your sister.”

The seed money from the drug run would be able to allow him a better life. Or perhaps a takeover event. Either way, I couldn't allow him to live. At least he'd failed in one regard. I'd been put on notice of his betrayal. Every rock I'd turned over, every favor called in had proven futile. If anyone could find him without issue, it would be a member of the Sons of Darkness. I rolled my eyes at the name, uncertain any longer which of the five of us had coined the phrase. We were the five princes of the most powerful mafia families within the United States, men capable of exacting revenge as necessary.

when I suddenly heard someone clapping. "ahh, Alex, Alex, Alex, finally we meet again, " Jake said and laughed. "where is she? where is Natalie? what did you do to her?" I asked and moved a little in the chair. "oh, we don't hurt women in the mafia world, " he said and I sighed but he continued and said "but I didn't say anything about pregnant women, the only thing I know is we left her outside your car, is she dead, is she alive, I don't know, "

Just then, my princess, move but inches forward to the seven men that are watching her as they are trembling, “Now, I suggest that we all drop our guns and have a decent meal.” Then there is a clever ass mouth that feels the need to say something, “You are just a girl with a gun in her hand. Do you even know how to use that thing?” I watch as my princess only laughs and gives me a slight wink, then she turns back to him, “This girl is Cassandra Cummings, and my father, Joseph, I am sure if he could talk, he would tell you that I know exactly how to use this thing.” But if I think that would make the fool back down, he only but raises his gun higher and start to break out in a fit of uncontro