The Mafia Nanny Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

I walked into one and grabbed my knives "Olivia Russo," I said and the guy's eyes went wide "She's your boss's daughter," I said and his face paled even more "Was she sent here?" I asked "What are you on about? That girl is living her life free from our world just like her father wanted," one of the guys yelled "Oh, she's working for me. She's my kid's nanny," I said and they all showed their fear "So I'm going to ask you again is she here because she was sent?" I asked

"Well, we should talk about that. We aren’t going to be able to do it all. We will need a nanny or nannies in order to help us take care of the children–" I started to object as a knot of fear built up in my throat, but Jaxon raised his hand to stop me. "I know we had an issue with Dana. It’s hard to use normal people who aren’t in the life. We vetted her several times and she still had issues. If we use mafia nannies, it’ll go better," he insisted. I raised an eyebrow. "What? We have mafia nannies?" He smiled and nodded. "Oh yes, we have families that have women that work on watching the children and helping to raise them in the life. They are trained the same way we are to fight and defend

I couldn't take the suffocation I felt. My father didn't stop me. He simply sighed as I made my way past him and into the family room. I wanted to laugh at the irony. I sat on the couch and stared at the piano. I wanted to play but I knew the moment I touched that piano I would break down. I had no room for emotion in my life right now. I was going to be the biggest Mafia Don this world had ever seen. Mafia Dons have no room for emotions or family. My father taught me that early on. “Good Evening Master, Neko is making Dinner. Would you like me to play you a song?” Ayla questioned as she spotted me staring at the Grand Piano.

"Then it turns out Harper was only a spy" Valerie gasped "And the reason why he came was because of Rachael" Madam Zuna continued "Who's Rachael?" Valerie asked "Falcon's wife, mother of the three siblings" Madam Zuna replied "Then....my father came because of her? Why?" Valerie asked "You see? Being a Mafia can be dangerous Valerie, I mean your opponents will try whatever to bring you down, and if they can't get you, they go for your weakness, that's how things work here"

Unfamilliar The random flipped of pages I did through the book on my hand leads me to the first chapter "Leave the past where it belongs." With a heavy sigh, I let myself get drowned in the moving cars and sceneries while the sun is setting. Nakaupo lang ako sa isa sa mga bench sa labas ng school naming malapit sa guard. Naghihintay kay papa para sunduin ako ngayon. I’m at my last year in junior high school.

Chapter 1: Body as Payment Offer My father owed the mafia a lot of money. Millions. He had borrowed to keep his failing business alive, promising he could pay it back. He couldn’t. Now the Don’s men were at our door, and my dad was on his knees in the living room, begging for more time. I stood in the corner in my short black dress, heart hammering. I was twenty-one, fresh out of college, with no job and no way to help. Until the leader of the crew looked straight at me.

I could call Malachi, but it would seem unnecessary and a little gutsy, considering he was my to-be boss. "It's alright, I can walk from here." I handed the driver his money and got out of his car, watching it drive off before turning and walking to the gate. "Who are you?" "Nina Manalo, I'm here for Mr Malachi Kane." ★MALACHI★ "Daddy, daddy! Can I get more ketchup on my chips, please?" "Yes, piccolina." I grabbed the ketchup and squeezed more onto Lila’s plate. I honestly didn’t know what kids saw in ketchup and fries.

I'm going to break up with that peasant and throw myself into Galvan's arms. How interesting. She could not recognize a pearl in a haystack. If she knew Reuben was the heir to a mafia family, I wondered what her expression would be. 'He wouldn't dare to resist anyway. What can a lowly driver do?' Tracy pondered as she finally made up her mind.

The mansion echoed with my cries, his dominance claiming me. Chapter Two – Dark Dominion The study smelled of sex and power, my body sprawled across the desk, cum drying on my skin, pussy aching from his brutal initiation. The mafia boss loomed over me, his suit disheveled, cock still hard, eyes burning with unspent lust. I should have been scared, a virgin deflowered by a man who ruled with violence, but the fire in my core demanded more, my clit throbbing despite the soreness. “Still alive, little maid?” he teased, his hand sliding up my thigh, fingers brushing my swollen lips. I moaned, nodding, spreading my legs wider, inviting him back. “Good. I’m not done with you.”

"Who the fuck are you? And what the fuck are you doing in this particular room in this estate." My fingers dug into the hand that was draped across my body, my head grew a bit fuzzy and it seemed like I couldn't think of who I was anymore. He held unto my neck, a little too tightly for my liking. At the point of the attack, I had not even registered the fact that he had a literal knife tip pointed at my back. He could kill me if he so desired. "I am Elena, I am the nanny for Jaden Halloway," The chuckle was not what I expected as the response. The chuckle and digging the knife a bit harder, almost enough to break skin.