روايات وقصص ضمن The Mafia Heir

The shame, the embarrassment Garcia's have faced because of her must be really something. The forbidden affairs are something which men don't care about but the sins of it do bite them really bad sooner or later! The Garcia siblings, all four of them... had their own different stories! The eldest son or the formal throne holder, Leonardo first backing off the throne. Alejandro, the second heir granting the honour and ruling the mafia. Mateo, the most powerful lawyer of Europe being the adoptive son and holding the legal authorities of the mafia then lastly... Hannah, the unwanted polluted child who was raised far away in a foreign country in an intention to be hidden from people's eyes!

I glanced at him in question and he took that moment to shut the partition before turning his attention to me. “They’re with us,” He stated, as though he could read the question and my unease. I sighed and rested against the seat ready to look out the window but then he spoke again. “There are a few things you need to know about my grandfather, Vincenzo Guiseppe,” I still kept my gaze on the window as I noted the nice houses and shops we passed, until his next words sailed into my ears. “He’s the heard of the Italian Mafia and I’m his only surviving heir,”

Was that the excuse he was giving me, mafia? He scared me when he shot the man, but knowing he did it to protect me made my heart flutter like he would kill to protect me. Am I sane for liking a killer? I laughed at his joke about the mafia. Right. He continued, Kimberly I'm serious, I am and so was your dad and you are currently the heir to ur father's organization, the last time he told me I was the heir to my father’s wealth. Was this the wealth? “Don't bring my dad into this mess," I spoke.

I love you too. ''So don't worry about anything else. '' Damon says. ''And why this heir to nothing thing? I let out a sigh. ''I overheard one of his henchmen talking about it, that every mafia leader has to have an heir. ''It is not necessary to have heirs. You see, in the mafia in Italy, Christopher is married to a man and has an adopted child. Only he doesn't want to involve his son in the mafia, so when he dies, his best henchman will take charge. '' Lucifer says and kisses my forehead.

"I had been his favourite, but he chose to treat me in such a manner. Like a common criminal. That was what I foolishly thought. When we got home, everyone was already at our home, waiting for me to return. Nonno had walked up to me and given me such a resounding slap that made every other person flinch. After which he told me that as discipline, I was going to leave for a military training academy at Miami. His punishment wasn't sending me to the military academy. Moreover, I had always been Alexander's spare." "How do you mean?" I asked in confusion. "I mean that, Alexander was originally the mafia heir. I never was." "Really?" That was suprising. There were

I was a little worried about her response, but I decided to keep cool. She leaned back on the chair before starting the story. FLASHBACK ANASTASIA HUNTER POV My father, Gilbert Hunter, the former Capo dei Carpi of New York, was a ruthless man who ruled New York for years with no one daring to challenge him. His years of iron-fist rule laid the foundation of what we are today, built the Hunter dynasty to its recent glory, and made it a name that brings terror to our enemies. If you think Mace is ruthless, then Dad was a demon forged in the bowels of hell. His only weakness was that he didn't have a son; my mom died a few months after my birth, and my dad didn't bother to remarry. He invested

He took a deep breath, “I am paying for my past sins. Only that the consequences are too great” I took a deep breath, and got into a seat opposite him. “Talk to me, Dad”. “Eighteen years ago, I was in a mafia mob. We ran the slum, traded on drugs, and laundered money for aristocrats. After I gathered enough, I thought that was the end of it,” he paused and took a breath. “Well, last month, my name was traced to a shady transaction dated eighteen years back. The FBI came for me and took me in for questioning. And now, I stand the risk of going to jail. Some of my major accounts have been frozen already and the investors are leaving”.

Not just an heir to a fortune. He was in the mafia. A leader. A killer. A man who could erase someone from existence with a single order, leaving behind nothing but whispered rumors and a cold case that would never be solved. And I had walked right into his path. I had smiled at him. Let him drive me home. Let him get close.

"But Father she's...timid," "Even more reason why she's fit for it," My father stood up at once, his black coat with gray fur hanging off his well-built body that contrast with his old age. "She won't just be marrying into the Don family, no. She will act as my spy, feeding me useful information and all. And the best part is no one will suspect that she's capable of such," "Aria is going to get married to Vincenzo whether she likes it or not, and that's the end of it." I watched my father make the final decision over my life, as always.

I started our conversation with a question. “You’re quite perceptive to the situation, darling. That’s right, since you are the heir to your father’s property then you must fulfill the agreement that was made between me, your father and your mother.” Alessandro looked very powerful as he sat in the chair behind his desk. “What’s the deal?” I stared at him unblinkingly, my guts sinking. I didn’t want anyone to influence me. “You and Ashton are getting married.” Alessandro’s words made my eyeballs want to jump out.