bound to the ruthless mafia king
"Isabella. In this city, I am the law. I am the judge. And right now... I am your husband." He said.
I stared at him, my mouth falling open; I didn’t know if I should laugh. "What?"
"The paperwork is already being filed," he said, pulling back and standing tall. "As of tomorrow morning, you are Isabella Moretti. My wife. My property." He said boastfully as I stood there trying to make meaning of his words.
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Isabella Romano spent ten years trying to be normal. After her father betrayed the mob and disappeared, she and her mother lived in hiding, working hard just to survive. Isabella finally thought the danger was over. She thought she was just a normal girl with a normal life.
She was wrong.
One night, her door is kicked open. Isabella doesn't find a killer waiting for her. She finds Luca Moretti. He is the most powerful man in the city, and he is as cold as ice. He doesn't want her dead. He wants the fortune her father stole, and he believes Isabella is the only person who can find it.
To keep her close and keep her safe from other gangs, Luca forces her to do the one thing she never imagined. He makes her marry him.
Living inside Luca’s giant house, Isabella starts to see a different side of the man everyone fears. He has secrets and scars of his own. As his enemies try to burn everything down, she realizes that the man she was forced to marry is the only one who can keep her alive.
The world they live in is full of lies and blood. Isabella knows she should run, but she can feel herself falling for a man she is supposed to hate.
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Chapter: Chapter 8: The Moment of TruthI didn't need an alarm clock the next morning. The sun had barely started to turn the sky a pale grey when I heard the heavy boots in the hallway. I stayed on the bed for a few minutes, staring at the ceiling. My encounter with Enzo in the garage had changed things. I realized that thing wasn’t the way I thought it to be, it was different.I got out of bed and walked to the closet. I didn't reach for my old hoodie this time. I mean, why would I? If I was going to walk into a high-security bank as the wife of Luca Moretti, I had to look the part.I chose a simple black dress that fit perfectly and a pair of boots that looked like they could handle a run if things went wrong.There was a knock on the door. It was Maria. She looked nervous as she handed me a cup of coffee."The Boss says you have ten minutes," she said. "The cars are already running in the driveway.""Tell him I’m ready," I said.She turned to walk away, “and Maria.” She paused.“Thank you for your help the other day; it
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Chapter: Chapter 7: The Escape AttemptI couldn't sleep. The bed was too soft, the room was too quiet, and the ring on my finger felt like it was glowing in the dark. Every time I closed my eyes, I thought about the bank, I thought about the scanner and the numbers my father had left behind.If my thumbprint didn't work tomorrow, what would Luca do? He said he didn't keep liabilities. In his world, that meant I was as good as dead.I stood up and walked to the window. I watched the guard on the lawn. He walked in a straight line, his rifle strapped to his shoulder. He looked like a statue that had come to life."I can't stay here," I whispered to the empty room. “I have to get out of here.”I didn't have a plan. I just had a feeling in my chest that if I didn't leave now, I would never leave. I didn't put on the fancy silk clothes. I found my old jeans and the shirt I had been wearing when they snatched me. They were in a pile in the corner of the closet, probably meant to be thrown away. They felt like home.I opened my d
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Chapter: Chapter 6: The First MealThe silence at the table was so heavy. The four men stared at me. Angelo, the one with the white beard, looked like he wanted to spit on the floor. He didn't like that I had talked back. In his world, women were probably supposed to stay quiet and pass the wine.Luca didn't say a word. He just leaned back in his chair and watched me. There was a tiny spark in his eyes. It wasn't quite a smile, but it wasn't the cold stare he usually gave me."A Romano," Angelo finally said. He picked up his wine glass but didn't drink. "You have the nerve of a Romano; I’ll give you that. But nerve doesn't pay debts. Nerve doesn't bring back what your father stole.""I told Luca already," I said. I picked up my fork. My hand was steady, even though my heart was hammering. "I don't have the diamond. I don't know where it is. If you want to spend the whole dinner talking about something that's lost, go ahead. But I’m here to eat."A younger man sitting across from me laughed. He had slicked-back hair and
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Chapter: Chapter 5: The Gilded CageThe drive back from the courthouse was even quieter than the drive there. It felt like sitting inside an armored vault. The windows were so thick I could barely hear the wind outside.I looked down at the black diamonds on my finger. They were cold."You're staring at it," Luca said. He hadn't looked at me once since we left the government building. He was typing something into a tablet, his face illuminated by the blue light of the screen."It’s heavy," I said."It’s supposed to be. It reminds you of the weight of the name you just took,” he said. I just rolled my eyes."I didn't take it. You gave it to me. There’s a difference."Luca finally looked up. He didn't look angry; he looked bored. "The result is the same. In the eyes of the law and the eyes of my enemies, you are a Moretti. Act like it.""And how does a Moretti act?""With silence," he said, turning back to his tablet. "And with caution."The car pulled up to a different estate this time. This wasn't the glass castle on th
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Chapter: Chapter 4: The QuestionThe sun wasn't even up when the heavy thudding started on my door.“Isabella, get up."It was Enzo. His voice was muffled by the thick wood of the bedroom door, but I could hear the impatience in it. I pulled the silk duvet over my head, trying to pretend I was back in my cramped apartment with the sounds of the city outside. But the air here was too clean, and the bed was too soft."Go away," I croaked."The boss is waiting. There’s a dress on the chair. Put it on. You have fifteen minutes."I sat up and looked at the chair. It was a cream-colored silk dress, simple and elegant. It looked like something a bride without proper planning would wear; it was so obvious that one amongst these men chose this dress. I hated it. I hated that he had chosen it. I hated that he knew my size.Some minutes later, I walked down the grand staircase. My heels clicked against the marble, a sharp, lonely sound in the quiet house. Luca was standing at the bottom, dressed in a charcoal suit that made his
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Chapter: Chapter 3: The Lion’s DenThe dining room was too big. That was the first thing I noticed. The table was a long, dark slab of wood that looked like it belonged in a museum. There were dozens of chairs, but only two places were set. One at the head and one to the right. It was quite sad.Luca was already sitting there. He didn’t have a book or a phone. He was just sitting, staring at the empty plate in front of him. When I walked in, his eyes tracked me from the door to the chair."Sit," he said.I didn't move. "I'm not eating with you.""You have two choices, Isabella. You eat here, with me, or my men take you upstairs and force-feed you through a tube. I’d prefer the first option. It’s less messy for the rug."He said it so calmly that it took a second for the threat to sink in. I pulled out the heavy chair. The legs scraped against the marble floor, making a loud, screeching sound. I sat down and gripped the edge of the table."Where is my mother?" I asked."You’ve asked that three times since you got in her
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