The Mafia Heiress Behind The Scenes Novels & Stories

The aloof, elegant artist Vivian had died on that bloody night. The woman reborn from the ashes was the Mafia Queen, absolute ruler of the New York underworld.

He paused to fill his lungs with enough air, then proceeded. “Redge Yatash was the only heiress of the previous leader of the city’s underworld business. She followed her dad’s footsteps, and despite her gender, she successfully secured her spot on the top. Then she met Brandon, a son of a mafia leader from a different area, but the two agreed to build an empire of their own….” Marco continued while Gab and I did not say anything to interrupt his words.

“You’re... you’re not just a coder. You’re a Bennett. The Bennett syndicate...” “Surprised, Mr. Miller?” I asked, leaning back into my chair, resting my chin on my hand as I looked down at him like a bug under a microscope. “You... you have all of this...” Ethan whispered, looking around the breathtaking, multi-million dollar mansion in absolute, paralyzing awe. “You’re a mafia heiress... You control half the city... If you have all of this wealth, if you didn't even need the money, why did you work for me?! Why didn't you say anything?! Since you clearly don't care about a measly $2 million bonus, why won't you just come back and help me fix the app?! It’s just a game to you anyway, right?

I just sat stabbing the porridge in with a bored face, “Wish my dad would snuggle in some chocolates right now.” Tasi laughed beside me while lowering her head, “ I'm not sure he even knows that you're here.” I scoffed, “ Of course he knows, don't be surprised that he gave out the order for us to be placed here in the first place.” She shook her, “ sorry to say this but your dad is a sadist, if my dad was a mafia leader he wouldn't do shit like this, I mean you are his heir.” I nodded, “ You don't have to be sorry, you can bad - mouth him all you want, i wouldn't even care.”

Then it suddenly clicked, and she stepped back in shock. She is Camila Marchetti, the princess of the Marchetti Mafia family. She only has one brother, who is the head of the family, and she just called the man on the bed, which means he is the ruthless and cold-hearted Mafia boss. Leonardo Marchetti As soon as she came to this sudden realization, her legs went weak, and she slumped against the wall, and they all turned to look at me. Seb rushed over to take the baby from her as she eyes slowly closed.

She headed out the dark and Cecilia could see her face, her face was very beautiful as her nose was slightly pointed and she had round juicy lips covered with a black lipstick. Her one eyes was covered with a black mask which added to her strong mysterious look. Cecilia could not take her eyes off the woman who could be passed for a mafia model. "My name is Martha Stewart, the strongest female don of the viper's empire" she said without looking up and Cecilia was tensed. A Mafia lord!!! Her brain was screaming and her heart was raising. "Calm down baby girl, I am just a human being like you" she said with a smile but it was way scarier than her cold straight face. Cecilia felt chills all ove

“I am from a very poor background. I struggle to complete my education.” She let out a wide range of smoke. She paused a little bit, “I go by the name Liliana Vladimir. I am a mafia queen. The sister to joe Biden.” “Opps Mafia! You must be stinkingly rich.” My hands gripped her hands gently. “I would love to have you in my life.” “You deserve to know a little about being a mafia. I have been a mafia since ten years old. I forged receipts and avoid paying tax to the government. There's an abandoned mansion my father left to me before he died.” She paused, indirectly telling me she's not sharing all details yet.

Vivian politely made way for then to come in. "I'm Janice and this is my husband Gregory." "Vivian, pleasure to meet you." She shook hands with both of them. As Vivian led them in to take their seats, she couldn't help but notice the woman's incredibly nice figure. But it wasn't unexpected, such a fierce woman would indeed have a body to go with it, she had heard from Camilla that the woman was no ordinary wife behind her husband, but a fierce mafia woman who had dominated the southern territory of the underworld, though Vivian wasn't very certain about how the people in the underworld ran their things, she was sure that meant the woman was a big deal.

Because, deep down, the Mafia is nothing but business seasoned with a little fire and blood. But for now, all I could do was wait for my "signal" to enter the field. And he appeared in a beautiful emerald silk dress and shoes of the purest leather. Amelia manages to surprise more and more in her looks, possibly gifts from the man she claims to have an affair with. And if she could make him fall hopelessly in love with her, this man could easily buy the whole of Paris for Amelia. So why does she still prefer hidden ways to get more money?

Isabella pressed trembling fingers against her lips as emotion crashed violently through her chest again. How had everything spiraled this badly? Just weeks ago her biggest worries had been school assignments, social drama, and figuring out her relationship with Alessandro Valenti. Now? Now she was hiding inside a secret house with his father, one of the most feared mafia kings in the country while rival families hunted her existence. Gunmen. Blood. Threats. Death. Her eyes squeezed shut painfully. “No…” A broken sound escaped her throat, as she truly let herself think about it. Really think about it.