All Chapters of His Mafia Queen: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

(TRIGGER WARNING; THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS THE MENTION OF BLOOD AND GORE IMAGES. )4 years ago, MIA VULCAN. "What is the occasion, Dad?" I ask staring at the different delicious dishes arranged on our dining table. This never happens in our house. We survive on outside dinners and takeaways because no one bothers to cook in this house. Maybe if Mum was more of a family person, our house would have felt homely. "I wanted to surprise you and your mum honey, it's been a while since we had a family dinner. I want to make this a normal thing from now on" he says handing me plates and I gently arrange them on the table "I'm sorry to say this, but you know Mum doesn't care, right?" "It doesn't matter sweetheart, I will be the one doing it"Speaking of Mother, the front door opens and the queen herself walks in. Her six inches stiletto noisily click on the floor as she takes careful steps toward us. Today she wore all red. From the little red dress that is tightly hugging her perfect body,

Rico. "Who is she?" I gesture to the dancing floor with my chin. I have never seen anyone dance like that. She is so agile and the way she moves her body, you will think there is no single bone in her.Her silver long hair effortlessly follows her every move and it's the most enchanting view I have ever laid my eyes on. She looks young though. I harshly bite my lip when her green eyes won't look away. It's like she is solely dancing for me and it's damn tempting. The way her fingers teasingly trail her sexy body in slow motion, makes me hold tight on my seat armrest. Is she doing this on purpose? I always refrain from falling prey to women's seduction. Fucking around has never been my thing, and I don't remember the last time I did it. Probably before being locked up. Life drastically changed for me and the amount of pain and torture I went through, made my body repellant to most things. Women are one of them. She is beautiful though, but out of my league."Now that, is my lit

Rico. I don't know if I made the right choice by listening to Alessio but I did anyway. I want a woman. A woman who can handle a fight, a woman who can take care of herself when I am not there to help. In this world, we can't always depend on guards because they are humans too, and anything can happen to them leaving us vulnerable. That's why having a strong independent woman to carry your kids is important. So when Alessio suggested this mysterious ring, I gave it a deep thought and realized in fact, it was a brilliant idea.The only way to eliminate the weak until the strongest is left standing is if we take them to the ring. I have heard rumors about this place but I never got the chance to see it for myself. They say this place is ruled by the underworld queen who is also like a ghost. No one knows her identity and those who do, leave it behind the walls of the arena. It's an everyday talk at the casino and clubs, especially from men. Everyone yearns to meet this enigmatic

Rico.The drive to Vulcun's residence takes us exactly two hours. Alessio must have trusted me enough to finally tell me something about Mia, and also, allow me to know her home. "Another thing Rico, just be yourself. Don't try to impress him or anything, act normal" Fuck! I hate being in this position. It sounds like I'm getting married. The men guarding the front doors let us in without question, and Alessio leads us to the enormous living room. The only presence in the room is a man sitting in a wheelchair and facing a big window."So, I finally get to see my son-in-law before I die" The man chuckles and finally turns around. He looks to be in his late thirties or early forties. His eyes are a dull blue and almost lifeless. The brown hair on his head is so little like it's falling away. I also didn't miss his thick Russian accent. I haven't heard her voice yet, though I had a clue she was Russian, and now it's confirmed.His physical nature appears to be fading away. You will k

Mia. Just say it" I defeatedly mumble feeling lost."I'm sorry Mia, he couldn't make it"I don't even know when my phone dropped on the floor. Without the energy of picking it up, my legs on their own accord lead me out of the stall like a zombie. Everything and everyone around me blurs and all I could do is cry. The day I have been dreading came so early and found me unprepared. God, this is so hard.I have been walking for hours now, and I don't even feel tired. I just want to be away from the world. I hate how reality slaps so hard. Maybe if I stay away some more, I will eventually wake up from this horrid dream. I spot a beach and decide to take refuge in the water. The place is calm with the tender evening sun. Families and couples are all over having fun and enjoying each other's company. I never had that. There is no day we went out as a family. The only thing I have been doing from the moment I could walk was throwing knives and aiming guns. The only outings mother to