The Mafia's Daughter Novels & Stories

However, he turned out to be a monster, so she retired to the man she was set with. “The DeLuca family,” she smiles. She’s always been bubbly. “That’s great,” I tell her as I think about Daniel DeLuca, the capo of their family. I’ve worked with him in the past, and he’s the complete opposite of her; cold and distant, but a good man at heart. “I won’t be able to make it,” I am firm with my words. “Why not?” She questions, frowning. “I’ve taken my pass to leave the mafia, so I’ve got no interest to attend anything which is associated with it,” I let her know.

"Bingo. So I can prove to be really useful to you. I'll distract him while you attack." "We are not some Mafia going on a war. We just need evidence against him so we could arrest him." Aden said. Ok but why so cold? "But I had to admit, she sounded cool there." Seleb said chuckling and felt proud. "What less do you expect? She is the daughter of a mafia leader. " Andrew blurred out and my face fell. Being the daughter of a mafia leader is not exactly something to be proud of. Suddenly all those photos that Andrew showed me, all those things that my dad did.. all of that started revolving in my head..

Well, this is where I need to stop it right in the fucking but. “Vic Stone,” I start to explain. “He came onto my turf when I had an engagement party for the woman I loved. And,” I even continue. “He sent his men to my house to fucking kill me while his daughter was there. Now, how the fuck do you explain that in this Mafia business?” “Then, perhaps you should not have messed around with his daughter.” “Oh, come on,” I nearly burst out in laughter. “She was doing the messing around just as bad. In fact, she played it far better than I did.”

So, he continues "I was the leader of American mafia. My real name is 'STEVEN KNIGHT' not Steven Moritz. Aidan's father 'Eric uncle' and your grandpa were alliances. During our childhood, we lived all together. Both the families were the envious of them all. Dad handled American mafia whereas Eric uncle had Canada and Mexico under his control. It was the most powerful mafia clan. Everyone feared them. But we were a happy loving family until the day, when we lost dad and uncle. You know sweetheart, power comes with its own thorns. Once you got the hunger of power, you can't back away. There's only destruction after that. In mafia nothing matters just the power. The more powerful you are the l

) I squeeze my eyes shut, trying to block out the headache pulsing behind them. "I called you like hundred times. You didn't even bother to receive them and talk to me." Mia, my so-called girlfriend, whines as she flings herself onto me like some desperate, clingy parasite. Mia Oliver—daughter of the New York mafia boss, James Oliver—is nothing more than a necessary evil, a grating nuisance tied to a business deal I’m forced to stomach and my soon to be fiancèe. Just the sight of her makes me want to rip my hair out, but I have to tolerate her, biting, chewing, swallowing and digesting my own flesh until the deal ends.

he muttered before hanging up. Finally, she will be here under one hour, then I will be the one who would be ruling her world. I felt pity for what his father did to me. She is the daughter of a mafia! Those heartless mafia who goes against negativity and the Sicilian culture have always followed the righteousness. Our crimes are on purpose we don't murder people for our profits but for the world's protection. "Drive me to the airport, I want to see my rival's daughter," I said to the driver.

“Ever met someone from the mafia?” The man shook his head so fast it was almost comical. His son whimpered behind him, still clutching his sleeve. “Shut up already!” Alerina snapped at the boy, her patience gone. “I can’t hear my uncle over your whining. One more sound and I’ll sew your mouth shut myself.” The boy clamped his lips shut instantly, tears still streaming silently down his face. Leon chuckled, clearly entertained by her cruelty. Leon turned back to the father. “That disrespectful girl you were about to strike?” He gestured toward Alerina. “She isn’t just any brat. She’s the only daughter of the De Rossi Mafia. Heard of them?”

And then I found his daughter, a correct target who could help me win this game of blood. My right man in command, Kevin, had got me her information. Lucifer Miller's daughter never stays with him, I was told. Reason, she despised her father's illegal acts and was leaving somewhere in an unknown city with a friend for months but no one knew where! Initially I did not accept the information that I was provided with. For it was too much to digest that the mafia king's daughter despised killing and oppressions. I had assumed her to be an asshole daughter just like her brother with a bitchy attitude, rude actions, guns in the back pocket of her tight jeans and a doggie boyfriend who would lick h

Alice winced. "I know. But......" Elsa stopped and breathed heavily. "Just don't tell him. Please" Alice nodded and urged her to go to bed. Like a baby Elsa nodded and went to bed. Alice stayed awake and tried to imagine the face she had seen in the car. She once dated a Mafia back in Texas. But when she got tired of the sick games she had to come back over here. She know what's it like to be a Mafia's woman. Even though she's no longer dating or in contact with her ex Mafia boyfriend, his enemies are still her enemies and that was why she learnt the way to protect herself before leaving Texas.

I slapped my own face, trying to snap out of daze, if only I knew how sick these mafias are on the inside. What is it between us? It’s not arranged, it’s not forced, it’s not even a dalliance, what is it? My life before was far from perfect, but it wasn’t as miserable as this. I’ve entered this home again as I have no pride. I’m the daughter of the mafia who denies my existence, a girl living in someone’s house who’s keeping me here without a reason, a person who just lost her friends, and a woman who doesn’t have pride.