Betrayed, Then Claimed by the Mafia King (18+)
“I’m going to fuck all of Vincent’s memory out of you,” he murmurs.
“You’re Carter’s woman now.”
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At just 21, Lyla Rose thought she had it all; a loving husband, a powerful mafia family, and a future she believed was secure. But everything comes crashing down when a medical report reveals she’s infertile.
Vincent Ricci, her ruthless mafia husband, can’t tolerate that one imperfection. In a brutal, heartless move, he divorces her and replaces her with Maria, the fertile woman who can give him the heir Lyla never could. But that’s just the beginning.
Refusing to be discarded so easily, Lyla struggles to let go. But when Vincent plans to lock her away in a basement, everything changes. Carter Ricci, Vincent’s cold, calculating uncle, steps in. He takes her to his penthouse, promising to protect her, cherish her, and vowing he’s nothing like his nephew.
But Carter has his own dark secrets. And once they’re revealed, everything Lyla thought she knew about him will be shattered.
When Vincent realizes the mistake he’s made, regret consumes him and he comes to take her back. But Carter has no intention of letting her go. He’s claimed her, body and soul.
Now Lyla must choose: Will she return to the man who shattered her, or stay with the one who trapped her in a web of lies and manipulation?
And can Carter really hold onto the woman he took through deceit, or will his dark past destroy everything they've built?
★★★★★
TROPES YOU’LL LOVE
✔️ Ex-husband’s uncle
✔️ Mafia x secrets
✔️ Betrayal & forbidden love
✔️ Innocent x ruthless
✔️ Age gap
✔️ Dominant x submissive
✔️ Dark obsession
✔️ Lies & twisted romance
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Chapter: Bonus SceneLyla Rose_________The morning light spills through the tall windows, warming the living room in lazy streaks. Tiny footsteps patter across the wooden floor, uneven and clumsy, a rhythm of pure chaos. I lean against the couch, coffee in hand, my heart already full, watching my little ones explore their world.“Momma! Mommma!” Ella squeals, her tiny arms reaching out as she teeters unsteadily across the rug, a castle of blocks tumbling behind her. Damien toddles after her, his cheeks flushed with excitement, a toy car clutched tightly in one fist, his little brows furrowed in determination. “Maaaaine!” he declares, in his adorable two-year-old voice.I laugh as Carter emerges from the kitchen, shirt slightly rumpled, a crooked grin on his face. “Trouble’s awake early,” he teases, scooping Damien up with one arm, spinning him gently as Damien shrieks with joy. “And you,” he says, crouching to Ella’s level, “what are you plotting, little mischief?”Ella giggles, pointing at the toppled b
Last Updated: 2026-03-27
Chapter: Our ForeverLyla Rose________After a while, I gently lay the twins in the crib, smoothing the blankets over them with care, my fingers lingering on their tiny hands. The quiet hum of the nursery fills the space, a fragile rhythm of their breaths and soft sighs. I take a deep, shaky breath, my heart full and aching all at once.Carter enters quietly, his presence calm but deliberate. He kneels before me, a small, carefully wrapped box in his hands, his eyes soft yet unwavering.“I… thought you might like this,” he murmurs, a hint of a smile tugging at his lips.I blink, taking the box hesitantly. Its weight feels strange, yet comforting, as if it holds all the pieces of a past I’ve tried to bury. “Carter…” I whisper, my voice trembling.“Open it,” he says simply, his gaze steady, his hands resting lightly on my knees.I unwrap it slowly, my breath catching in my throat. Inside is the delicate golden locket, tiny photographs lie pressed together, me, Carter, and Vincent smiling, frozen in a moment
Last Updated: 2026-03-19
Chapter: Scarred and WholeLyla Rose________Seven months later, the day finally arrives. I give birth to twins, a boy and a girl, both with my hazel eyes, delicate and alert, tiny fingers curling around the warmth of the world they’ve just entered. The exhaustion and pain of labor fade into a blur as I hold them close, their fragile breathing a rhythm that makes my heart ache and soar all at once.A week after we’re discharged, Carter brings us home. I collapse onto the couch, exhausted, eating slowly while he holds both babies to his chest. Pride shines in his eyes; he looks so happy, so complete, and for a moment the grief feels lighter.Our baby boy whimpers softly. Carter rocks him gently, his face softening with paternal pride. The baby girl yawns beside him, tiny fists curling against his chest. “They’re perfect,” he whispers, glancing at me. “Completely perfect.”I set the plate aside and sink deeper into the couch as Carter hands Ella to me. I cradle her carefully, her tiny face resting against my che
Last Updated: 2026-03-19
Chapter: Claimed in GriefLyla Rose_________I don’t know what to do anymore. I never imagined I’d be here, in this house, in this life, carrying Carter’s child while my heart still aches for Vincent. Did I make a mistake moving on with Carter because I thought Vincent betrayed me? Was I stupid not to give him another chance? Should I leave Carter, or stay because… somewhere deep down, I know he’s the one I should choose? But it hurts, losing Vincent still tears me apart.And no matter where I run, Carter will find me. I can never truly escape him. I’m carrying his heir. If I try to leave, he’ll be enraged, and I’ll be trapped in a storm I can’t survive. What do I do now?__________A week drifts by like a blur. I barely eat. I barely sleep. And I know Carter doesn’t deserve this coldness from me. I can’t afford to be weak, not with eight weeks of life growing inside me. I rise unsteadily, take a long shower, and go downstairs, trying to steady my shaking hands, trying to appear calm.The mansion is quiet, th
Last Updated: 2026-03-19
Chapter: Mine, Beyond DeathCarter Ricci__________The cemetery erupts into chaos. Marco lies sprawled on the ground, two bullets burned into his skull. Rose stands there, my gun in her hands, a wild, ragged light in her eyes, rage and madness tangled together. Vincent’s men reach for their weapons, trembling, their hands shaking. My mind freezes. My body reacts. I move faster, grabbing the gun from her, pointing it at them. No one will touch her. Not a single soul.“It’s over, lower your weapons,” I murmur blankly, my voice hollow, and she collapses into me, unconscious.I hold her gently, my arms locking around her like I’ll never let her slip away. My chest pounds against hers, my heart shattering and surging in one brutal rhythm. The men slowly lower their weapons, their eyes flicking to me, waiting for instructions.Vincent’s mother screams beside Marco’s lifeless body as the men begin lowering Vincent’s casket into the grave. I sink to the ground, staring at the soil swallowing my nephew, and for the firs
Last Updated: 2026-03-19
Chapter: Final JudgmentLyla Rose________Carter’s car pulls up at the cemetery and my chest tightens as if a fist has slammed into it. Vincent came all the way to London, risking everything, just to take me back to Italy and now he’s dead, buried here, so far from the life he wanted to build with me. The pain is unbearable, twisting in my chest, tearing me apart. I never thought I’d allow myself to feel this pain again and yet it hurts so much that I wish I could join him.. but I can’t. I carry an innocent life inside me, fragile and dependent, and I cannot destroy it.The world feels impossibly quiet, except for the priest’s solemn voice, carrying softly over the cold, still air as he recites the final prayers. Powerful men in black stand around Vincent’s casket, their faces stoic and distant. His mother kneels beside the grave, her shoulders shaking, her sobs muffled but desperate. His father, Marco, remains rigid, pale, a frozen sentinel. Maria, the whore of a woman he married after me, stares blankly a
Last Updated: 2026-03-19
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