The Reluctant Mafia Bride
When she returned to the room, she found him sitting on the bed, holding a pair of handcuffs. His eyes met hers, and the air between them crackled with unspoken tension.
“You’ve been a bad girl,” Leonardo said, his voice low and commanding, “so it’s only right you get your fair punishment.”
Arya was forced to get married to Leonardo, a powerful mafia boss with an unbroken reputation. He’s cold, hard, ruthless, and merciless. She's kind, tender-hearted, beautiful, and caring.
Given Leonardo’s reputation, Arya doesn't want to fall in love, but soon, she learns that even the coldest hearts have a soft spot, and Leonardo’s might be her. And although she doesn't like to admit it, hers might be him. It doesn’t end there as villains try to separate their union. Will the reluctant mafia bride ever be ready to risk it all for love? Or will it be a loveless marriage after all?
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Chapter: OPERATION DEAD MANThe convoy arrived at the docks within minutes, the tension palpable in the air. The area was cloaked in eerie silence, save for the occasional raucous laughter of men huddled near a ship. Their beer bottles clinked as they exchanged crude jokes, lines of cocaine spread across the table between them. Cigarettes dangled from their lips, smoke curling into the night sky.Leonardo stepped out of the car, his eyes scanning the scene with cold precision. Rob flanked him, his hand hovering near his gun. “Should we go in now?” Rob asked, his voice low but steady.Leonardo nodded sharply, motioning for the others to fan out. From the car behind him, Arya emerged, her silhouette a lethal combination of grace and danger. Guns hung from her shoulders, nestled in her belt holsters, and rested in both hands. Her gaze met Leonardo’s for a fleeting second, and despite the danger ahead, the sight of her sent a surge of desire through him. She was magnetic, untouchable, and utterly lethal.Focus. Ther
Last Updated: 2025-01-13
Chapter: EDITED DREAMS Leonardo sat by the poolside of the luxury hotel, the moonlight reflecting off the shimmering water. A slow, deliberate drag on the joint in his hand filled his lungs with smoke, a temporary reprieve from the chaos swirling in his life. He leaned back in the lounge chair, the scent of chlorine mingling with the earthy aroma of marijuana. Arya had asked him to quit, told him it dulled his sharpness, but he’d dismissed her concerns with his trademark charm. Deep down, he wasn’t sure if it was rebellion, habit, or a misguided attempt to tempt her to join him. There was something intriguing about the thought of luring her into the darker corners she so fiercely denied existed within her. The sound of clicking heels broke the silence. Leonardo didn’t need to turn to know who it was. Maria’s voice followed, sharp and venomous, cutting through the humid night air like a blade. “Leo, baby, it’s not too late,” Maria purred, her words laced with desperation and malice. The guards behind h
Last Updated: 2025-01-13
Chapter: MARIA RESURFACELeonardo rode out of town to one of their secret locations, a handful of his most trusted soldiers accompanying him. The journey was short, but his mind was elsewhere—on Arya. He wanted everything settled, every loose end tied up, so they could leave this life behind for good.When they arrived, the compound was as secure as ever, guards armed and alert, scanning for any sign of a threat. As soon as Leonardo stepped out of the car, the guards snapped to attention, greeting him with quick, respectful updates on the status of the prisoners.He didn’t care about most of them. He was here for one in particular: Maria. The bitch who had almost killed Arya. The thought of it still made his blood boil.The guards led him through a maze of corridors until they stopped outside a cell. Inside, Maria sat on a cot, looking worse for wear but well-fed and alive, just as he had instructed. She needed to stay in good shape for what was coming. Her disheveled appearance was fitting—it would make her
Last Updated: 2025-01-06
Chapter: BONUS CHAPTER 4 She wished she didn’t have to do this but Isabel put her in a tough spot. Arya stood outside the Sisterhood mansion, her heart heavy with the weight of everything that had happened. She took a deep breath and stepped through the gates, her eyes scanning the familiar courtyard. The air was thick with tension, but there was something different now. The girls she passed didn’t sneer or glare; they looked at her with something closer to reverence. Whispers of respect followed her as she made her way to the room where Lima and her mother waited. When she entered, Lima stood beside her mother, their faces unreadable. Arya hesitated for a moment before speaking. “Look, she’s here. We better get her out before another attack comes in”, Dolores sneered. “I owe both of you an apology,” she began with a sigh, her voice steady despite the lump in her throat. “I said things I shouldn’t have, and I let my anger get the best of me. I know now that I was wrong to lash out. I wasn’t aware o
Last Updated: 2025-01-06
Chapter: BAD MOTHERS Isabel sat under the tree, her hands clasped tightly together, her gaze fixed on the ground. The story she had just recounted hung heavy in the air between her and Arya. For a long moment, Arya didn’t say anything. She stared at Isabel, her heart a storm of emotions she couldn’t quite name. Pity. Anger. Confusion. Isabel’s voice broke the silence. “I took care of Adriana as best as I could. I watched her grow, guided her, loved her… but I never told her the truth. I couldn’t bear it. I was her mother, but I had to act like I wasn’t.” Arya’s throat tightened. Despite herself, she felt a pang of sympathy, but it was quickly overtaken by her frustration. Her voice was sharp when she finally spoke. “So you abandoned her, too. You chose your fear and shame over being honest with her.” Isabel flinched at Arya’s words, but she didn’t shy away. Instead, she met Arya’s piercing gaze with a calm, almost resigned expression. “I never abandoned her,” she said softly. “I was there for he
Last Updated: 2024-12-29
Chapter: A MOTHER’S PLIGHT Isabel cradled the baby close, her exhaustion momentarily forgotten as the infant’s soft cries filled the room. Her daughter. She traced the baby’s tiny features with trembling fingers—her button nose, her soft cheeks, and the tiniest fingers she had ever seen. A fierce protectiveness gripped her heart, unlike anything she’d ever felt before. But the moment of tenderness was fleeting. The cold, harsh reality of her situation came crashing down on her. She had no home, no job, and no way to provide for herself, let alone a newborn. The room reeked of decay and dampness, its peeling walls and rat-infested corners a far cry from the safe haven a child deserved. The baby’s cries grew louder, piercing through Isabel’s haze of despair. “Shh, shh, I’m here,” she whispered, rocking her gently. But the cries didn’t stop, and Isabel realized with a sinking feeling that the baby was hungry. She looked around the room, her heart racing. There was no milk, no clean water—nothing. Panic cla
Last Updated: 2024-12-21
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