The Mafia Heiress's Comeback: She's More Than You Think นิยาย & เรื่องราว

All the more because of our shenanigans. “Well, come on. Tell us.” Aiden urged. “Where and when did you meet? Who is she?” “That’s the important question.” Miles commented. “I mean, just one look at her, you could tell she’s loaded.” She’s more than loaded. The woman’s a billionaire and a mafia boss at that. I said in my mind.

"You want to tell her everything." "I want to stop deciding for her what everything means." I looked at him directly. "She's not a child, Renzo. She hasn't been for a long time, though I think some part of me has been treating her like one since the day she came back from Rome." "She'll want to know every detail. Whatever we find out about Don Marco's plans going forward." "Then she'll know every detail." I said it with more certainty than I'd felt about anything in weeks.

I was a mafia princess in hiding. I gave my husband everything. Then, right after his company went public, he cheated on me at the party I threw for him. With his childhood sweetheart, Isabella. “Elena, you can’t even iron an Hermès scarf? Look at these wrinkles. It’s a cheap rag.” I stopped. The steam from the iron—or maybe my own rage—blurred my vision. Marco’s mother, Amelia, threw the expensive scarf back at me, her face full of contempt.

How could that even be possible? Before I have a chance to open my mouth she raises her hand, stopping me as she takes a sip of her tea. She then locks eyes with me and smiles. “Everything you know about the mafia is a lie. I am the heir. My father was the leader of the American mafia in New York. I was trained all my life to take everything into my hands after my father retired, but I fell for your father, Christopher was sweet and kind, and the way he looked at me always made me feel like I was seen. I was always kept in the hiding, I was trained in the underground, and the other families didn’t know about my existence”, she says, and I can relate to that, so that’s where dad got the idea

We won. We entered a smoked glass door on this tall building 3 days after the conquest. Wearing a corporate suit, we'll meet the 'bosses' for formalities regarding our training as one of their mafia teams. Heading to the front to bow, I raised my head, and I saw Theon in the middle. I didn't show my shock, the two gasps. I knew someone's up with him. He's the 'Mafia Chairman' according to the pin on his coat. The meeting have this cold air, we remained stoic.

Have some sense and self-respect, I know your dad has disgraced us enough in front of them several times but don't prove to her that we are beneath her. Robert got on his feet,” Shut up Gianna. Emily just came back and she is recovering from an accident—” “An accident?” I scoffed. “She was at work the very next day. Her body is fine. She’s probably just itching to get that CEO position she’s been eyeing. I see through her little games.” I spiked a finger at Maeve. “Forget about seeing Emily unless she comes here first. You hear me?” Maeve looked away in anger and then I remembered something important.

“I don’t know, Zion. But for the sake of peace, I hope it wasn’t me. Because if I find out your brother is trying to have me killed again, I won't forgive him anymore. I would declare total war on the Giovannis.” I left him with my name on his lips as I walked out of the room. I was not going to let Nile, or any other man from my past walk over me or treat me like they used to anymore. I was the heiress to one of the strongest mafia in Italy. “I want you to find out who this person is and who he works for,” I said to Aaron. “Even if it means stealing the CCTV footage of the hotel. Tell me anything you need.” “Yes, boss,” he said.

I’ll destroy her completely. “The media is already calling it the ‘Wedding of the Damned,’” Gregory snaps, pacing the room like a caged animal. “T*****r’s trending with #WestfieldScandal and #BlackwoodBetrayal. The stock market isn’t even waiting for Monday. Futures are already tanking.” He stops dead in his tracks, turning to glare at me with eyes that could burn through steel. “Explain to me how a sheltered little heiress managed to outmaneuver all of us. Explain to me how she got her hands on footage that should have been impossible to obtain.”

My red dress straight down to my feet with a slit slicing through my legs and stopping just half way above my knee level. “A true diva would be crowned tonight. Not a baron”, Maria said with a smile. For some unknown reason she seems to know quite a lot more about the Mafia world than I did. All that I learnt was the little I had down while with my father and for the past seven years during my exile I totally exempted myself from the reality of the world that I came from. With a bow never to have anything with it except to finish the work I left behind. The revenge.

That wasn't even an option at this point. “ It's rare for you not to snag a golddigger, your fortune must be changing,” she said seriously. “ Just shut it,” this was embarrassing. Why was she bringing up the past? “ So, is she a billionaire’s daughter or something?” She asked. “ No, she's from a mafia family like us,” I answered. “ I thought you wanted to live a regular life and not get involved with the mafia so how did you end up falling for the daughter of a mafia family?” She was honestly shocked.