The Mafia Nanny Novel Novels & Stories

Agatha orders. "Mom, is that Sophia?" Anna drops from the stairs. "Yes," Agatha puts the phone down. "In less than 24 hours Sophia will be apprehended by our men. I hope you know why I'm telling you this?" Anna takes a seat at the other end of the dinning table, "Why?" "When we take what Robert took away from us our problems in the Mafia will be over. And you will have to marry Nimrod at last." "Mom! I told you. I don't like him, he's so full of himself."

" Marco said. He really would not mind cutting off contact with his family for Mia. None of his family members Besides his dead nother had ever treated him like a real family. There never had a family bond between them so why should it start now? It was just so pretentious. "Marco! How can you say that? I am your sister for goodness sake. No matter what we are each other's family and we are each other's blood. Don't tell me that you are going to abandon our decades of being family just for this woman? We have traditions here in the mafia organisation and mafia lords are always asked to married the daughter of other mafia lords. I won't let you break that tradition and bring chaos among us. O

“I trust Nikolai with my life.” “But who are they exactly?” Mom says. I’m sure she thinks of asking dad for help and she’s worried if Nikolai can handle my dad or his enemies. I can’t blame her. Getting ordinary people involved will probably just increase the risk of casualties. That’s why she didn’t run to my grandparents. Or her friends. “Mom, Nikolai is the head of the Russian mafia.” I tell her. It’s no use trying to hide it from her. Although she probably won’t be able to know if I didn’t tell her.

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

she said. After he left, I looked at her. “Cassandra and Katiya are no longer a problem. Time for you to relax and focus on work and our baby.” “Now I can relax,” she whispered. “Sorry I didn't mention moving in; I just want to be here, with Mom and Tattia, especially Nonna,” she said, smirking. “Huge decision for someone who married a mafia guy.” She elbowed me lightly. “A very handsome mafia guy.”

I gritted my teeth and mustered all the energy in the world to push Bennett away and thank God I did. "What do you mean by that?" He snapped and grabbed my arm again, a little more harsher and tighter. "I wouldn't disrespect me here Miss Stiles. This is not a place to cuss around. This isn't Seattle neither is this Los Angeles. You walked into my Mafia den and..." "Mafia?" My eyes widened and I blinked. "I thought it was a gang thing...but a Mafia?" I was not stupid neither was I foolish. I knew what the Mafia did. Well, not really did but the books I've read said a lot and they were real. They didn't play cards or run around in circles. They shot, tortured, kill and traffick women and child

After drinking it like it would be my last, I drove off the road again, no idea where I was driving to, but I knew I needed some time to myself .................. Hours later, nothing had changed, I was still on the road driving like a mad woman, my mind still raged as different thoughts overwhelmed me I thought of the woman I met back at the warehouse...... my nanny, the woman my birth parents must have trusted enough to have her watch me. If there was anything I knew about the mafia, it was that they never trusted anyone, especially when it came to people who cared about Her grey hair and blue eyes filtered into my mind as I thought of her posture on the seat as she told me the details of

"Honestly, Mr. Alcantara, as long as the cash clears every week, you could be running an underground fight club for all I care. I'm just here to make sure the kid doesn't choke on a chicken nugget." "I am serious, Serenia," he insisted, his voice low and dangerous. "Breaking any of these rules won't just get you fired. It will have severe consequences." "Got it. Mind my own business," I said. I flipped to the final page, signing my name with a quick, decisive scribble on the dotted line. "There. Officially your nanny." Matteo reached out to take the folder back, but before his fingers could touch the leather, the quiet of the mansion was completely shattered.

Mafia’s Maid Ashley froze on his lap as soon as she heard his demand. She was watching him without blinking her eyes as she didn’t believe the task he ordered her to do. Master Jeremy was holding a sinister smirk over his face watching her shocked expressions keenly. When she didn’t move even a bit after a few moments he bent down and sucked her nipple which was pulled out by him to wake her up from her trance.

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