The Mafia Nanny Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

Aria looked at this note for a long time. She looked out the kitchen window at the winter garden, at Luca drawing the bare flower bed with his whole careful attention, at Damien working in the orchard beyond. She thought: Harriet is right. The story does not begin when I arrive. It begins when Celeste dies and Luca stops speaking and Damien starts standing in doorways without going through them and the house becomes something that needs something it does not yet have. All of that is the first chapter. I am the thing that happens in the second.

His eyes were wide, alert, and burning with a lethal fury. I squeezed my eyes shut, holding onto the hem of my damp hoodie, my entire body trembling as the sounds of shouting and gunfire grew louder outside the door. Matteo looked down at me, his sharp jaw clenched tight. He pressed his hand firmly against the back of my head, forcing me lower against the floor. "Welcome to the job, Nanny," Matteo growled over the sound of the blaring alarms, his voice raw and deadly serious. "Rule number one: stay down."

I pleaded. "Are you going to kill me?" I mumbled with suspicion. "It depends on what mood I'm in..." He stated. He's joking... right? "What about right at this moment, like right now?" I continued Silence. "Are you in the mafia?" I inquired He's soooo in the mafia. Leaning back into my chair with a sigh, my eyes widened when we pulled up to a luxurious mansion. I watched, as both men stepped out of the car they conversed for a while, then the blondie walked to one of the many cars parked here, got inside and drove off.

Mine alone. And you can never hide the truth—that you once belonged to this ruthless mafia… as his nanny.

Hi, my name is Yaszy:) This is my first ever Mafia story. There will be SA! If you get triggered easily this book isn't for you. Please don't leave rude comments, I am trying my best with writing this story. There will be: -Abuse -Sex -Violence -Mafia -Triggers I hope you enjoy!! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~CHARACTERS~ Location of story: New York Alessio Rocco Romano -The father and is 50 years old. He has brown hair and blue eyes, and is the head of the Italian Mafia. He's dangerous when it comes to messing with one of his kids.

I asked, raising my eyebrows up. There was really something about this nanny I have not figured out yet, something weird and mysterious. "I've read about Harems, it's not a new word. I know few things about the Mafia worlds." She replied. "And how did you come about knowing few things about the Mafia and what do you know?" I asked, moving closer to her as I pinned her arms above her head. Tearing her night wear without care. She shivered as I licked her neck and cheeks.

go read. Oath bounded by a Mobster. Chapter 1 Henley I folded my hands as I leaned on the coffee machine, the mop handle nudged my stomach but I didn't budge. I had long finished mopping and cleaning the top floor. I watched the other table that was filled with blondes girls, ordering and eating like life was just a piece of cake. Well...kids born with silver spoons don't worry about life, it was up to us to worry about life.

When he had offered her the position she had been wild with joy accepting it on the spot but what was the old saying, ‘Act in haste, Repent at leisure’ Well now she could see how true that was she thought wildly as she faced the powerful man who had brought her peaceful little world crashing down around her, ‘Let go of the child’ The Don commanded her coldly and Marcia allowed two of his men to take Alcina from her grasp. The little girl never even turned back to look at her Nanny, following the two Guards obediently she already knew what the bad men were going to do to her. She may only have been five years old but she already knew the way the Mafia treated women and she closed her mind to

Alejandro Gonzalez was a mafia Don, which meant he knew how to manipulate people into getting what he wanted. He was trying to manipulate me. Well this is interesting... I smile softly and nod up at him, gripping onto his shirt as I push myself closer to him. "So does that mean I can go out with my friends, then?" I say timidly, playing innocent. I was going either way, I just had to make him think he was in charge.

"Actually, I think it's the perfect revenge. Antonio can watch from the grave as his little girls dance and whore themselves out for my money. He did this to them, after all." I say it loud enough for them to hear it. They fall silent for a moment, digesting my words before continuing their discussion. Danny nods in agreement. "I'll just keep a close eye on these putas (bitches)." "Good, they'll stay at the estate until their debt is paid." Danny might become a glorified babysitter for the next six months, but he knows he'll be well-compensated for it. I always take care of my familia (family). "Okay, we've decided," the feisty Mama interjects.