The Mafia Nanny Novel Novels & Stories

I hated the smell of cigarettes during my pregnancy and have gotten used to avoiding it. "You don't smoke?" He laughed at me, "So much for the daughter of a Mafia Boss?" My forehead creased and I almost lost my balance but still composed myself. "What Mafia Boss?" My heavy breathing was about to give me away. Did he find out about me? Clancy McCain chuckled again, "Ain't you the daughter of a local mob Boss? No one rises to the pinnacle of the world overnight without involvement in the ways of the underground. The underground controls the system of the surface"

Europe. For most of the young people in that crowded neighborhood, the quest for the American dream took the form of illegal gambling, bootlegging and bootlegging. The East Side, therefore, The Mob Girl 16 became a haven for bandits and, ultimately, the birthplace of the Mafia, both Italian and Jewish. During the 1930s and 1940s, Arlyne's father made his fortune through scams, but his main desire was to have his two daughters respected. The youngest opted for a life of righteousness. In her position as older sister, Arlyne had the opportunity to do the same, but declined and preferred to follow the example of her maternal grandmother, owner of a funeral home in the neighborhood and a woman

"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"

She’s beginning to think she’s worthless let’s just hope Daniel can pull her out of the dr]ark ness that is surrounding her before it’s too late. I know the Mafia lift isn’t for her, but Daniel has never been this boasted with a girl in forever or maybe ever. She’s brought the best out in him I just how she can see that cause her and Kaysey will be spending the rest of their liege here with us whether they like it or not. She agreed to this life when she agreed to us and now I fear that she is regretting her decision especially after today. The Mafia is full of cruel people who would rather put a gun to your head or stab you to death in your sleep than be your friend. We’ve in countered so m

I thought it was righteous only if I answer to all of her questions or I could say the filthy intentions. “Jeremy isn’t an innocent person? You’re wrong here Miss Jazz,” I replied with my timid voice. She was almost shocked after hearing my voice. She expected that I would be the same nerd and innocent Echo Belle Johnson after all of these years. No… That was impossible and she really didn’t know the guy I dated is a mafia. Though I am not prpud of the fact that he is mafia but sometimes it really does secure me knowing that he is the one.

Taking care of an entitled five-year-old hadn’t exactly been my life plan, but with a sick mother and a deadbeat drug-addict father to take care of, any job was an opportunity I couldn’t afford to lose. And that included working as a nanny for a kid whose dad basically ran the New York mafia. The glass-panel doors of the kitchen were pulled open and heavy, controlled footsteps echoed against the black-and-white tiles. Speak of the devil, and he shall appear in the form of Dominic Sokolov. He held himself with a silent but deadly charisma that brought men and women to their knees alike. From his large, muscular body to his face’s perfect bone structure, he looked more like a Greek god than a

Their expressions turned serious at once. They finally understood: I wasn’t some lost, weak princess waiting to be “taken in.” I wasn’t a lonely girl Sophia could destroy. I was Mia. The woman who controlled the new Italian Quarter shipping lines. The woman none of their families could afford to anger. I stood and walked to the floor‑to‑ceiling window. Beneath me lay the richest, most dangerous streets in the city. Mafia bosses. Old money. Greed. Betrayal. A million secret deals happening in the dark.

“Oh, darling. Refael is actually one of the sweetest mafia lords you could ever work with.” I scoffed under my breath. “How ironic,” I whispered. Mrs. Diane smiled, not offended. Understanding flickered across her face. “I know you’re angry about what happened. Anyone would be. But Refael hates being disobeyed… and betrayed. That was why he ended Jenny’s life,” she said quietly, as though the walls themselves might be listening. “And you still call him a nice person?” I snapped, disbelief sharpening my tone. She laughed again. “I hope one day you’ll see him as more than just a mafia god, Zyra.”

The first barricade, Conti screamed in reply, Two minutes and they are over the first barricade! We are not stopping, Sanna turned in his seat, grimly determined. Break the blockade, should you need to. He is killed in this van and we all are killed with him. These were mean, plain, the Godfather of the mafia took off his shirt, a father who would torch the world to redeem his son. Mom reached over and clasped Sanna by her good hand, and they looked straight at each other in silent understanding of how much they loved and how much had been lost that kept them together when all the rest had fallen.

Three years later, I returned to New York on my husband's arm. We were there on family business. Dante was called away for something urgent, leaving me to wait for him at his private club. I never expected to run into Joey, the man I hadn't seen in three years. "That's enough, Adriana. Stop with the childish tantrums." "Our son Angelo's almost six. He needs care. I'm being generous, offering you a position as his nanny." I laughed. What was this idiot talking about? He was calling the most feared and revered Donna in all of New York a nanny?