The Mafia Princess Seven Overprotective Brothers 소설 & 이야기

’ [Little brother, have you come to taste the little Bratva whore? Alessandro looked at his brother, ‘Perché? Perché l'hai presa e perché non me l'hai detto?’ [Why? Why did you take her and why didn’t you tell me?] ‘Lei è la moglie del Bratva Pakhan è stata una buona occasione da perdere ed è così fottutamente caldo, vincere, vincere fratellino e non sei stato informato perché non sei mafia non ti riguardava’ [She’s the wife of the Bratva Pakhan it was to good an opportunity to miss and she is so fucking hot, win, win little brother and you were not informed because you are not Mafia it did not concern you]

"I have three sisters, and two brothers, Gabriel is younger than me. My parents used to rule the biggest Mafia in Mexico, we did everything illegal and its leadership is passed from father to son, the strongest and bravest son, it doesn't matter who's the oldest or the youngest. As soon as we get to the age of seven, we are exposed to the underworld, taught everything we needed to know about survival, undergo training, and at fourteen, we can finally have our first kill. It was scary and they got everything recorded and let us watch the type of monsters that we are but they didn't let us recover, we were exposed to a battlefield where we killed to survive, We killed without blinking. I met J

Maybe, here in this house by the sea, they could carve out a different kind of forever. A forever where love was stronger than blood. Where promises meant more than power. Where a mafia king could fall to his knees for the reckless, beautiful girl who taught him to feel again. And stay there, grateful, for the rest of his life. ---

Betty, who always acted so weak she couldn't even twist open a bottle cap, was now swirling a glass of red wine, looking down on me. "Well, look who it is. Our little charity case of a mafia princess." "Does it hurt, sister?" She ground the tip of her high heel into my ankle, her laughter echoing. "You really think brother is coming to save you? Dream on. He's busy picking out a dress for my book launch right now." "You're insane! What do you want?!" I struggled against my bonds. "What do I want?" Betty took a sip of wine. "I want to get rid of you, you useless obstruction."

she replied "You are grounded and you want see that guy again" enzo said sternly. "I'm not and I will see him again" she said smirking "if you see him again. I'll make sure he won't see the sun next day" Alex said "Are you gonna kill him?" alexa said smirking and everyone stiffened and looked at me. "Why would we kill him?" Noah asked nervous "Because you are in mafia" alexa said smirking. Ohk my brothers are in mafia. Wait- my brothers are in mafia!!!???!! THEY ARE IN MAFIA . I m shocked. ----- Unedited Hope you enjoy!❤ The story is soon gonna come to an end...

Perhaps it can just be a car that is going in the same direction, but I am pretty sure that a black Mercedes constitutes as a car that you truly need to keep your eyes out for in this nasty big old Mafia world. Has the danger come to Trinity’s doorstep as we always thought? “Princess, there is a change of plans; we are going to my place.” Now the girl gets a smile wider than her face can carry, ya…I know what she is thinking, and honey, it ain't happening. So without having to alarm her, I make the shit poor ass excuse up that I need to get some things from home, when in fact, I need to get my hands on some more firepower than what I have. I don’t want to fucking spook the girl.

"My brother would kill you for standing this close to me and if you should even put your hands on me for a fraction of a second, you'd be starting a war." "Starting a war over you might not be that much of a bad idea." Her eyes widened, then paled and she swallowed at my words. She was so expressive, this one and it makes me wonder what her family was doing. The first thing about coming from a mafia family was to be able to school your expressions and here she was, the mafia princess of one of the most formidable mafia groups as expressive as hell. It is a world of predators and prey, that one attribute will make her easy prey.

She hated mafia for the injustice it caused to her mother, maybe she even hated the dominated rule but she still was brought up by the same dirty mafia's money. The mother's injustice was agreeable but what not agreeable was her keeping connections with the mafia if she hated them that much. Same like madam Genelia hinted to the attorney brother, she didn't wanted to be the part of mafia but she was always seeking for warmth from the brothers. What's stopping her was her hatred for the mafia not the brothers but she still have to understand the complications also, the brothers belonged to the mafia first. They were titled. They can never be separated with their background and title.

But together, they made a brutal pair. Then there was Peter—his younger brother. Peter was different. He had Antonio’s intelligence but not his brutality. He was quieter, more thoughtful, always scribbling in notebooks when others were drinking or training. Antonio thought Peter was too soft to inherit the empire, but Jason knew better. His brother was sharp, observant, and far more dangerous than he let on. Still, Jason protected Peter from the harshest edges of their world. Someone in the family had to remain untouched, he thought. Even if Peter would never admit it, Jason carried the weight so his brother wouldn’t have to.

he threatened. " Story time little darling! Once upon a time there were two brothers, Logan and Jacob McCoy! Both born into the terrifying yet powerful world of mafia led by their family. Logan was the older one was definitely going to inherit the entire mafia but that definitely did not sit well with Jacob who found himself more capable of leading and was just a year younger, So he planned and married a woman of enemy mafia, swooning her in his love, creating a peace treaty between the two mafia. his decision so cunning, highlighted him in the eyes of his old man that he was now made the new mafia king and his older brother his servant.