Romans & histoires The Mafia Princess Seven Overprotective Brothers

He's very dangerous when it comes to his brothers and his Sorella. Giovanni Domenico Romano -The sixth born and is 19 years old. He has brown hair and blue eyes. He's in the Italian Mafia and is an assassin and Hacker. He's very dangerous when it comes to his brothers and his Sorella. Domenico Giovanni Romano -The seventh born and is 18 years old. He has dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. He's in the Italian Mafia and is an assassin. He's very dangerous when it comes to his brothers and his Sorella.

I look at each of them and he looks down, oh this better not be what I think it is. “Your parents and brothers are the heads of the mafia and cartel. You are the heiress to an old mafia family, known as the DeNucci’s,” I blink, trying to register what he is saying. This can’t be true? Can it? What I’m some kind of mafia princess?

he said, his voice dripping with disdain. Sophia swallowed hard, the weight of his words pressing down on her. She had never been in a fight in her life. Her world before this had been one of luxury, where she was shielded from everything dangerous. Now, she was being forced to face the reality she had always been ignorant of. “As a member of my Mafia, you’ll need to learn to protect yourself,” Mr. Black continued, his tone mocking. “You think anyone’s going to show you mercy out there? You think your enemies will care that you’re fragile?”

"Why are you so sure I'm a bad person? I have had a very troubled life, and I have still stayed on the right side of the law. I didn't wake up one day and think about robbing a bank vault, okay? That was your family!" He raises his hands in mock surrender. "Okay, okay. I'm sorry, it wasn't personal. I just want to make sure they're not going to get hurt." "Get hurt, how?" I demand. "How could I hurt them?" His gaze seems far away and cold. I can tell already that I won't like his answer. "They're very powerful brothers," Mason says at last, shrugging off his serious tone. "They do a lot of dangerous things. They aren't exactly the type of guys you would want to take home to meet your mother.

So in less than five seconds, she slides that very hand out, and there is a complete hush of silence that falls over the room as she comes and stand firm next to me and point a barrel towards those very seven men that now have the fear of seven horrors in their eyes. But from next to me, I hear the voice of King, “If this were not such a fuck up, I would have said that is goddamn hot.” I glare at him with a newfound fury that builds in my eyes, “And if I were you, I would rather shut my fucking mouth.” Just then, my princess, move but inches forward to the seven men that are watching her as they are trembling, “Now, I suggest that we all drop our guns and have a decent meal.”

(The Shark Mafia Boss). My father is the head of the Italian mafia in New York. I have two brothers, that I know of. Gabriel (Gabe) he is the older and Michael (Mike) is the middle child and I am the youngest. The three of us are close, you can’t mess with one and not with the others. We make our business when one of us is in trouble. We all have different mothers but you already know that. Let’s say that dad was a bit of a manwhore before he met my mother. She tamed The Shark.

Noah explained to me about two men and I nodded my head and became silent probably thinking about why Noah was interested in that girl. "Noah, those three men are best friends and there are other four in their group. And, that girl is also in the mafia. She must be comfortable with them. Cool" Armani said looking at Noah who just nodded his head shocked. "She looks young" I whispered and Armani just smiled. "Her brother is the mafia boss and she is safe under her brother and from looking at her, I think she is a hacker. So, she must not have been working in real danger" Armani predicted Noah took a deep breath and I couldn't help smiling at him.

“Excuse me? You can’t force me to stay here, why can’t I go home? My friend just died! I don’t even know if she has any family to do a funeral for her!” “Well I am so sorry mia cara, my dear, but it seems your brother has given me no choice. See if it were up to my men, your brother would be dead. Unfortunately, I can’t let him off scott free so keeping you here is the next best thing. Or do you not remember the deal you made with the Italian mafia?” He practically spit the words out at me, making me double back. I couldn’t believe what he is saying to me. The kind man I had met that night at the bar who saved me is gone. Everything that Ryan said had been confirmed, my brother joined the ma

I struggle to say. He pushes me away and nod his head. "I see, you're using your brother as a shield. Listen to me clearly Bianca.... If you don't get Royale here within twenty four hours, I swear I'll burn down your brother's building" he threatened. I scoff. He's just bluffing, he can't do anything to Fred. Fred is the number one Mafia Prince and he kills like he's playing soccer. He has no value for human life. I'll keep quiet and let him walk right into the lion's den.

I swear if they didn't kill him, I would eventually. "We don't kill women unless they're a witness." Pavlo murmured in his thick accent and my eyes widened. Am I a witness? Micah scoffed from besides me. Yurik seemed to be younger than the two but I could tell that he was in charge. How did they expect me to help Micah get out of his debt? Who was this brother he spoke of and was he really as heartless as they made him out to be? Of course he was, it's the fucking mafia.