The Mafia Nanny Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

No… He asked his men not to touch me meaning he would do whatever he wants with me? The questions stormed my mind as I was alone in the room thinking about my fate, what could happen to me in this hell that seemed to have no escape. As if the heartbreak and betrayal from my boyfriend and sister wasn't enough, I was now a captive to a brutal mafia boss. I didn't know how long I sat there lost in my thoughts, but eventually, I was brought back to reality as I heard the sound of footsteps outside my door. I froze, wondering who it could be. Was it the same lady that had brought in my food? Or was it Dominic himself?

He replied to her, standing from his seat to lean on his table. “How can a living subject be sold off without her own consent?” She inserted air quotes around the sold off. For a moment, Marie forgot she was standing in front of someone affiliated to the greatest and most dangerous Mafia group in the country. But, what did she have to lose? She was already brought here against her own will, and it doesn’t seem like anyone is going to answer the question as to why she’s here.

I slammed the door in his face as I left the car, knowing that I didn't want his venomous words to poison my mood. At Starbucks, I took my time before I entered, praying that it was no-one else but Mia. For the umpteenth time as I left the Giovanni estate, I hoped that she came alone, that she hadn't been followed. She was alone. She sat in a corner, the same sunshades she had worn that morning concealing her eyes, and the scarf completely writing off the fact that she was the old woman who controlled and supervised activities in the kitchen of one of the most notorious Mafia lords in Cleveland.

Chapter 36 I've never been to downtown Manhattan Before. I've always Gone to the outskirts of town. Daddy always said the City was a dangerous place for Women to be but even more so for people like us. And by that he meant being a mafia heir. As the taxi driver turns down Broadway street my stomach turns. I'm so freaking nervous that I'm beginning To have second thoughts about this. I should have just tried to talk to Nicholas instead of trying to get back at him this way.

I do have a story but when don’t I, I smile not wanting to tell her right away the story, but she’s hurt, she can’t beat my ass now. “A new character she’s an addict but guess what she’s also a little, when she tries to steal from the mafia boss, a girl who’s in charge of the whole mafia, you know us girls can be strong too. When she tries to do it, she get caught, and now her new mommy would kick her bumbum until she learns to obey her and not run away” I say meaning the last part. “Uhmm I see, a woman mafia woman, that’s a good one” she says smiling, but more tears were going down her face, but she got something else she’s hiding.

Chapter 14. Author’s Pov. Amelia settled into the chair staring at the play in front of her. “Everyone seated here are mafia men from our clan. You are the only Non mafia.” Megan leaned in and whispered in her ear. “Oh! She batted softly. She was quite perplexed at first! Of course, she knew that all mafia especially ones with high ranking do not associate with everyone. This explains why he is here then. “Does he do this often?”

Or were they both simply predators waiting for their turn? The book slipped from her lap, hitting the floor with a dull thud. Quinn didn't bother to pick it up. She leaned her head back against the chair and stared at the ceiling, her legs subconsciously parting while her thought got farther away. The modern, sharp lines of the architecture seemed to close in on her. She was in the heart of a mafia empire, surrounded by men who were crafted like gods and acted like devils.

With a shaking voice, he blurted, “You can’t kill me. I know what I've done, but I’m willing to change. You can keep me as your rat against the Russians.” I kept my calm, despite the revelation. From the look on Nico’s face, the word Russians had mistakenly slipped out of his lips. At least now I knew he was working with the Russian Mafia, popularly known as the Bratva, and smuggling women and children. This was all part of that big fucking chain that had started twenty-four years ago. If I was right, I knew who Nico and the other rats had been working for. “A traitor’s always a fucking traitor, Nico. You would’ve said the same thing to that damned bratkis if this situation were to be revers

It’s not always a good sight to behold, and not to say the least that he is the most powerful and feared man in the history of the Russian mafia. He held great wealth, which he got from how many wars he had won and through his wisdom. He could be anything you wanted him to be, but he could never be a dad to me. He didn’t even let me call him that. On one occasion, I casually called him “dad” it was just a slip of the tongue but I was put in chains and beaten to a pulp for calling the mafia boss “Dad.” So when I was taken to Base Two, I was locked up in a very dark room. I guess because I was practically blindfolded all the way to the place, so even if my brain was thinking of escaping from t

I heard her say so casually, as if it was normal for me to be kidnapped and dragged in here. “Are you serious right now? Are you taking his side? Of course you do. I forget who you are,” I shouted, full of resentment and disdain. “I’m just his nanny, my dear. And believe me, no matter why you’re here, willingly or by force, I won’t allow him to treat you like he pleases. No matter how mafia he is, he has manners,” Aida concluded, and I instantly burst out laughing.