Married to my Dad's Billionaire Mafia Friend
There’s a thin line between desperation and destiny
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Sophia Jenkins has lived her life in the shadows of hardship. At 23, she juggles multiple jobs, trying to lift her family out of debt while caring for her terminally ill mother. Her only dream is to escape the weight of her broken home and rewrite her family’s fate.
But fate had other plans. On her birthday, when relentless debt collectors humiliate her and her father, Sophia’s world shatters—until a mysterious man steps out of a sleek black car, commanding the chaos with nothing but his presence. Leonard Morano.
At 40, Leonard is the ruthless head of the Morano mafia empire, a billionaire controlling over a hundred businesses and underground casinos. What no one knows is that he was once Martin Jenkins’ best friend—and the man who silently watched Sophia grow from afar before vanishing when she was fifteen.
Now, he’s back. And he’s not offering help. He’s demanding marriage.
With the chilling words, “Marry me, and I will smash every obstacle in your way,” Leo pulls her into a world of luxury, power, and deadly secrets. But can Sophia survive the dark underworld Leo rules? Can love truly bloom in the cracks of fear, obligation, and a past that refuses to stay buried?
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty: The Weight of Secrets Sophia's POV"Let me go!" I yelled, pounding my fists against Leonard's back, but he didn’t flinch, didn’t stagger—as if my resistance was nothing more than a feather brushing his shoulder.Without a word, he threw me onto the bed like I weighed nothing. I bounced lightly against the mattress, stunned."Don't stain the bedsheet," Leonard said coldly.I immediately shifted, removing my bleeding wrist from the pristine white linen. The searing pain reminded me of Thelma’s grip, but what hurt more was the memory of him standing still as she clung to him like a proud prize."What the hell do you want from me?!" I snapped, my voice shaking with a mixture of pain and fury.Leonard ignored the question. He walked to a drawer, opened it, and retrieved a first aid box. Setting it gently on the floor before me, he knelt with one leg, the picture of calm control. My heart thudded, confused. This man... this wasn't the Leonard who barked orders and dealt in threats. This felt different.He opened
Last Updated: 2025-06-14
Chapter: Chapter Nineteen: The Line between power and PainSophia's POV "Leo!" Thelma exclaimed as she released her grip on me and ran into Leonard's arms like a desperate lover seeking validation. “Is she not ashamed? Look at how she’s clinging to him.” A maid murmured to another.“Right in front of his wife... does she think she owns him?” Maria murmured back“This is too much... does she think she controls this place, how shameless” Giovanni murmured “I thought Lady Sophia was the wife. Why is Thelma acting like she runs this house?” Luisa murmured.“He hasn’t said a word to her... look, he’s staring at Lady Sophia instead.” Giovanni murmured with a satisfying smile.“I feel so bad for Lady Sophia. Her wrist is bleeding and no one seems to care.” Maria murmured back to them.“It’s like Thelma wants to humiliate her. This is cruel. She should know better than to touch the boss like that in public.” Luisa murmured back.Grace looked at the girls and made a keep quiet sign with her index finger on her lips, one that only the maids noticed
Last Updated: 2025-06-13
Chapter: Chapter Eighteen: Pawns and PlayersSophia's POV "Well, well, well. Look who's trying to play the role of the perfect wife." The venom in Thelma's voice was sharp enough to slice through flesh. I turned slowly, my eyes scanning her from head to toe, refusing to let her words rattle me. She was exactly as I remembered—always hungry for a fight, desperate to maintain her invisible crown in this chaotic house. "You think you can just waltz in here and take my place? I don't think so." Thelma added I held my calm, not because she didn’t deserve a response, but because I wasn’t about to give her the satisfaction of knowing she could get under my skin. "I'm not trying to take anyone's place. I'm just fulfilling my duties as his wife," I replied evenly. Her face twisted, the calm mask slipping just slightly—eyes narrowing, lips twitching. I could already sense the rising storm within her. "I'm not interested in your opinion or your approval," I added, turning to walk away. But before I could take another step,
Last Updated: 2025-06-13
Chapter: Chapter Seventeen: Prep of blood bathSophia's POV Standing in the hallway, I found myself surrounded by a flurry of movement.It was early evening, and everything seemed unusually chaotic. Maids rushed past me, arms laden with folded linens, trays of cutlery, silver candelabras. Their shoes clicked urgently against the marble tiles, skirts swaying as they navigated the halls like dancers in some unseen ballet. The guards, usually so stoic and still, walked briskly through the corridors, speaking into earpieces or adjusting their jackets as if they were about to march into war.Something was happening.Something important.But I wasn’t part of it.The scent of garlic, simmering tomatoes, and freshly baked bread floated from the kitchen, drawing me forward. As I neared the arched entrance, I could hear Grace’s voice—crisp and commanding—cutting through the steam and the chatter.“All right, girls, let’s get moving! We need to make sure everything is perfect for the boss’s meeting tonight.”Her voice held that particular t
Last Updated: 2025-06-13
Chapter: Chapter Sixteen: POV 3“What the hell are you doing here?” The voice behind the gun snarled, low and venomous.Massimo didn’t move.He knew that voice.“Logan?” he asked, turning his head slowly.The cold metal of the gun barrel pressed against the back of his skull until Logan lowered it slightly, revealing his furious face.Massimo let out a breath, his body relaxing marginally. “Can you stop pointing the gun at me?” he said, eyebrows raised, lips curled into a half-smile. “You’re not exactly making this easy.”Logan didn’t smile back. “How did you get here?” he demanded, stepping forward, the gun still pointed toward Massimo’s torso. “What the fuck are you doing in my room?”“I didn’t mean to,” Massimo replied, carefully. “The door was open. I got curious.”Logan’s eyes narrowed. His finger danced dangerously near the trigger.Massimo raised his hands slightly again in a gesture of surrender. “Okay, okay. I’m sorry for entering your room. My bad. Seriously.”But Logan didn’t lower the gun. “I can underst
Last Updated: 2025-06-13
Chapter: Chapter Fifteen: POV 3POV 3One month later.“I’m at the mansion. I’ll get the documents and be back in the next thirty minutes,” Massimo said, his voice firm as he pressed the phone to his ear, pacing briskly through the long hallway of the Morano estate.The place was alive with the soft murmurs of house staff moving like shadows across the walls. The hallway breathed with ambient light—dim, golden, mysterious. The towering chandelier above the mansion's sitting room shimmered like a constellation, scattering its diamond-like reflections across the marble floors and sleek surfaces. Time here felt suspended, as though secrets hung in the air with the dust motes floating in shafts of light.Two guards trailed behind him, their steps crisp, their black suits neat, guns strapped just beneath their coats. Massimo was used to this rhythm as Leonard's favourite bodyguard. He had enjoyed the privilege of leading above the other guards in the empire."We need to get the documents, there is barely time for that. I
Last Updated: 2025-06-13
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