The Mafia's Princess Novels & Stories

The maid nodded, confirming her words. She then frowned as she said seriously, “The boss is going to marry the only Mafia princess of the Gonzalo clan and her name is Miracle Gonzalo.”

The seed money from the drug run would be able to allow him a better life. Or perhaps a takeover event. Either way, I couldn't allow him to live. At least he'd failed in one regard. I'd been put on notice of his betrayal. Every rock I'd turned over, every favor called in had proven futile. If anyone could find him without issue, it would be a member of the Sons of Darkness. I rolled my eyes at the name, uncertain any longer which of the five of us had coined the phrase. We were the five princes of the most powerful mafia families within the United States, men capable of exacting revenge as necessary.

“Why don't you tell me about him? When and where did you meet?” “You wouldn't understand,” she gritted out. I fixed my eyes on hers. “Try me.” Her cuffed hands fisted. “Do you have any idea what it is like to grow up as a Mafia Princess?” she asked and burst into laughter. “Of course you don't! Why would you?!” Bitterness curved her smile. “I was a slave in my own home. I was groomed to become an obedient wife who would stay silent, always support her husband, and, of course, bear his children,” she spat.

Everything had been handed to her the entirety of her life, and Asheer highly doubted she originally got the modeling gig because of her talents. "Yes, there is a point to this phone call, mi amore." She said sweetly, "My father needs your expertise on a certain project he has been working on. He would call you himself, but I offered instead so he could keep working." She didn't need to state what was going on. While the two families are rivals, with their joining between Gwyneth and Asher, the prominent families had been leaning slightly on each other for a while now to combat rats. There was always a brave cop or two who wanted to try his hand at dethroning the mafia leaders.

It's just 10 am and it will definitely take me a long time to understand and read their history. I looked at the first page of the paper and saw there the pictures of a man and a woman who looked alike. There were two men and a woman there and it had their names written on it and what their position was in the Mafia. THE LEGENDS IN COSMIAN FAMILY Name: Zyanna Lois Einares. Cosmian Date of birth: September 27, 1949 Mafia Position: Mafia Princess, Transactor, Heiress Contributions: Killed One hundred and seventy five members of assassin's in just twenty minutes. Successfully scammed the Fordkill Clan worth Seventy seven million dollars. She killed the four Mafia Princes in Europe by just using

I said "you wanted out, so I gave you out," he said and started eating from the cookies on the table. "you made these yourself, right?" he asked. "Yeah, but let me guess now you want me in again, am I right dad?" I said knowing the answer already. "to be honest, yes I mean you're still the Mafia Princess." my dad said and when I was about to answer the doorbell rang I went and opened the door. "good evening, Tasha." Alexander was standing with his father and sister.

Her panic vanished, replaced by a scornful laugh. "Miss Aria? Her?" Brenda scoffed, pointing at me as if I were a piece of garbage. "Are you blind? Look at her! Dressed like a bricklayer who just crawled out of a sewer. The real Miss Moretti is a princess. She wears designer clothes, not this trash. This liar is trying to trick you!" Though my body was shaking uncontrollably from the cold, I met her gaze. The Moretti ice in my eyes could have frozen hell over.

His face remained stoic. I noticed why he was acting this way. Guests were coming toward us and talking to us. He talked to the guests who congratulated us on our engagement. I put on my fake smile for them while, from the corner of my eye, looking at Nico, who held a small smile for the guests that vanished as thin as air. Nico's hand tightened as I saw a woman walking toward us. I knew she was an actress and also a daughter of the Mafia; her name was Anastasia Kirova. Her black eyes looked at Nico for longer, and Nico's body stiffened as she walked toward him.

I am the most secret Principessa of the Sicilian "Shepherd" Mafia. For my safety, my identity was a closely guarded secret since birth. I lived in the shadows, leaving the outside world entirely ignorant of my true standing. Most of the time, I stayed in our family's fortress deep in Sicilian countryside, secretly handling European mafia affairs. When I came of age, my family arranged a marriage to the heir of the "Lion" family, Matteo Leonardo. The "Lion" family is a rising power in the Naples region, with businesses ranging from port smuggling to casinos and hotels.

After today there would be peace among most of the Mafia families as these two powerful families brought them together as one forever under the rule of their Mafia Prince and Princess. She looked up at Ricci with adoring eyes because she was carrying a wonderful secret, something that would complete their happiness and secure their right to rule. She was four months pregnant and their Son would grow up to become the most powerful Don in Mafia history. That was for their future though and as she placed her hand trustingly in his her beautiful azure blue eyes looked up into his dark navy blue ones, shining brightly with her love