The Secret Mafia Princess Novels & Stories

The sound of her scream echoed through the large room, causing several mafiosos on duty, the chef, and the head aunt to come running into the living room. “Principessa, what just happened?” One of the mafiosos asked worriedly seeing their boss's daughter sprawled on the carpet. “No... nothing... hehe I'm fine, all of you can go back to work again now...hush..hush!” The young woman endured embarrassment, until her face turned red because it made many people run to her. Bianca breathed a sigh of relief that no one saw her when she fell. “Ehem… Principessa, did you fall while wearing those heels?” A voice from her left side made her turn her head towards the middle-aged woman with neatly curled

Forget space travel—explain the Tupperware phenomenon! Speaking of space, let’s imagine aliens. Not the scary, slimy kind, but the kind that lands here, looks around, and says, “You people pay money to watch other humans eat food online? You invented planes but still argue about pineapple on pizza? And you call your leader a Prime Minister even though they’re rarely first at anything?” The aliens would probably just leave, shaking their green heads in disbelief.

Prince’s voice was soothing over the phone, “she's the prized weapon of the Volkov family. Do you know how they've always been secretive about their last daughter? No one even knows what she looks like until today.” “And why is that?” I asked, even though I already knew the answer. Most mafia fathers always keep their daughters locked up and away from the public eye. They were, after all, mafia princesses that’d be married off to solidify businesses and forge relationships when they were of age so they needed to be protected. I guessed she was one of the mafia princesses who knew nothing about the business and she had the fucking nerve to challenge me? Now, I was really going to have to show

My red dress straight down to my feet with a slit slicing through my legs and stopping just half way above my knee level. “A true diva would be crowned tonight. Not a baron”, Maria said with a smile. For some unknown reason she seems to know quite a lot more about the Mafia world than I did. All that I learnt was the little I had down while with my father and for the past seven years during my exile I totally exempted myself from the reality of the world that I came from. With a bow never to have anything with it except to finish the work I left behind. The revenge.

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.”

I muttered but she didn't hear me her gaze was lazer focused on her father. "Where are the damn files I asked for?" Don Carlos snarled. "Here." she responded darting around me with the arm full of files I only noticed now were clutched to her chest. "No, fuck no" my wolf grumbled in our mind link. As Giovanna rushed towards the Don with what he wanted. "Oh yes." I responded to the link. " Our mate is the damn Mafia Princess." I added as he sulked off into the depts of my mind.

They must have all been there against their will like me. They were all ushered into another room one after the other and they never came back. We heard them being purchased and carried away screaming by their new owners. They all went in until I was the last one left. “For the main act…the Princess of the Sicilian Mafia. She’s a virgin too.” My heart thumped wildly. Everyone knew it was a fetish to fuck a Mafia Princess in the underground. A target had been put on my back. The most dangerous and ruthless men would buy me.

“That just does not make any sense! She’s probably just lying about it. She usually lies.” Stella scoffs as I take her hand in my own and pull her away from the men. The two men take a step after us but Stella waves them away. The way they obey her command only has me more confused. Could Stella truly be the mafia princess? Has she held this power all along and just didn’t say a single thing about it? Why would a mafia princess, someone who holds so much power in the criminal underworld, allow a man such as myself to treat her so horribly? To treat her like the scum on the bottom of my shoe?

She frowned a little before taking a deep breath, a signal that she was getting ready to spill the big stuff. "Artemis White, heiress of the notorious White mafia family. Princess Artemis, the second daughter of the King. Given what I know about your occupation...You'd know me better as Simetra." She fell silent. Waiting for the information to digest. Not once did her pulse indicate she was lying. Alec stared with wide eyes at the mention of Simetra. "You? You're...The top classified subject? The mission I was just put on..." Arte nodded silently, confirming.

"About Lucia, don't worry about her. She don't have friend nor she is close to anyone aside from me, so she won't have someone to tell your secret. Whatever secret you have, rest assured that it won't be misplaced. You can trust us. Integrity is the number one principle in our bloodline, so we will never betray anyone who trusted us." "Thank you, I will look forward to that." "So what is your secret?" Lucia asked eagerly with a big smile plastered on her face. I closed my eyes as I spoke. "I was Solterra's crown princess... the one they were talking about earlier," I said with my voice barely audible. "Oh my God..." I opened my eyes and saw Lucia and Orion's shock expressions. Lucia's lips f