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Stephanie, the Mafia Queen

Stephanie, the Mafia Queen

"I, Stephanie Orlov, promise in my faith that I will in the future be faithful to the Imperatum, never cause him harm, and will observe my homage to him completely against all persons in good faith and without deceit." To be a part of Imperatum, one of the most famous mafia organizations in the world, the oath of fealty must be fulfilled. And breaking that oath is not an easy task for anyone or anything, not even the mafia lord himself. Stephanie was forced to swear the oath at a young age by those who took her in. She chose a knife on her first birthday instead of a toy, and learned to use a gun before a pen. Even her foster parents didn't expect her instincts, especially since she wasn't their biological child. So, they decided to open the eyes of the little girl to the world they grew up in. And when Stephanie turned twenty-four, she was given a title that only a few receive-the title of a mafia queen. She now leads the fifth division directly under the Imperatum corporation. She was doing well in life. Her parents were proud of what she achieved in the organization. She established good relationships with different mafia corporations. She was respected and feared at the same time. However, with the arrival of an unexpected person in her life, the foundation she built begins to crumble. Will Ava Ramos, the most sought-after billionairess in town, be able to tame the ruthless mafia queen? Or is she just another pawn in her game, like others before her?
A Debt In Blood

A Debt In Blood

Chapter 1: BLOOD ON THE DOCKS The scent of iron hung vividly in the air. Lorenzo De Luca stepped into the dimly lit warehouse, his gaze immediately locked onto the body lying lifeless on the cold concrete floor soaked in a pool of his blood. He was too late. His jaw tightened as he took in the brutal scene. He had come to meet Miguel Vasquez, to collect information the man owed him, but it seems someone had gotten there first. And judging by the warmth of his body, it hadn't been long. A slow, deliberate click of shoes against the floor pulled Lorenzo's attention to the shadows. The rival of the De Luca Empire since the dawn of time, Gabriel Moretti. He stepped forward, casually wiping a spot of blood from his cuff with a smile. "Oh you missed the fun, De Luca," said Moretti, slipping his hands into the pockets of his expensive coat. "Shame. He had so much to say." Lorenzo's expression didn't change, but tension waved through him. Vasquez had been useful, a man with connections, someone who owed him a debt. Killing him was a direct message. And Moretti wanted him to hear it loud and clear. Lorenzo exhaled slowly, forcing his temper to remain in check. "Sloppy," he said, tilting his head toward the mess on the floor. "Not your usual style." Moretti chuckled. "Consider it a personal touch." His eyes shined with amusement. "Besides, it's not like you cared about him." Lorenzo said nothing. He wouldn't give Moretti the satisfaction. After a moment, Moretti sighed dramatically. "Well, I'll leave you to it. Unless, of course, you plan on stopping me?" His tone was mocking, a challenge laced into every word. Lorenzo didn't take the bait. Moretti wasn't stupid enough to start a war, not here, not now. Instead, he watched in silence as Moretti walked toward the exit, and his men followed behind him. The warehouse door slammed shut, leaving only the sound of blood dripping onto the concrete. Lorenzo turned back to Vasquez's lifeless body. This wasn't just business. Moretti had taken something from him, and debts always had to be repaid. A slight movement at the entrance caught his eye. Marco stepped inside, his face carefully neutral. Lorenzo didn't look away from the body. "Clean this up." Marco gave a short nod, already pulling out his phone to make the necessary arrangements. Lorenzo stepped over the corpse without a second glance. Miguel Vasquez had a daughter. And she was about to learn what it meant to be in debt to the mafia. "Debts have to be paid, one way or another." He said as he exited the warehouse.
Mafias Kidnapped Wife

Mafias Kidnapped Wife

Nikolai was facing me. Those full lips stretched into a wolfish grin, strong arms flexing at his side and those honey coloured eyes piercing through my soul. Gods, you really took your time with this one. He was so damn beautiful. I gulped and Nial skid to my left his hot body centimetres away from mine, his musky fresh scent enveloping me and those eyes. Those fucking brown eyes, warm and so full of love. His smooth skin glinting in the lit hallway just begging to be kissed and licked. "Like what you see, Love?" Nikolai muttered, sensual and that accent did things to me. My pussy throbbed involuntarily shutting out any comprehensible bone in my body, my brain included. My cheeks burned for eyeing them so shamelessly and I slightly shifted on my feet bumping into Nadei's front making me blush even more. "Love, we're going to kiss you, now." **** Nineteen year old Sofia never had thought that her kindness was a bad thing. Always trying to help those in need and always doing it with a bright, beautiful smile on her face. She was the epitome of an angel to most. But one fateful night had changed everything in her life. After saving a strange handsome man, she found herself thrust into a whirlpool of desire and possession. The handsome turned out to be the most infamous, dangerous Russian Mafia. What's worse, there are more than one man that want her so much. Three Mafia brothers kidnapped their shared wife, and never wanna let her go. Will she successfully run away?