Trapped by the Mafia Boss
It was all her fault. My life could have been simple—40-hour shifts at KFC, sneaking extra chicken crumbs, and binge-watching reality shows. But no. Instead, here I was, standing at the altar, saying I do to a man whose idea of “casual” involved drugs, women, and murder on speed dial.
Thanks, Mom. Not only did she ruin my life, but she also sold it—traded me off to the deadliest Mafia boss alive, Mario Santiago, as if I were some secondhand couch on clearance.
Mario Santiago. Yeah, that Mario Santiago. The Human Terminator. The guy whose enemies mysteriously vanish like my paycheck two days after payday. And now, I was his wife.
He glanced at me with a slow, wolfish smile that practically screamed trouble. That was when I knew two things:
1. I was completely doomed.
2. This man was going to wreck my heart (and probably my life).
But hey, it could be worse, right? At least I’d get a killer wardrobe out of it.
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Are you looking for romance and humor? Stuck with Mario Santiago is a hilarious, Mafia billionaire romance filled with danger, betrayal, drama, and a love story you won’t forget. Dive in—you won’t regret it (but the characters might).
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Chapter: The Strange ManSYLVIA’S POVI was dressed in a black gown that barely counted as a dress. It stopped just under my ass, tight around my hips like it was stitched on, and the back? Wide open. My spine felt like it was out in the cold, fully exposed. I looked in the mirror and barely recognized the girl staring back.This wasn’t me. Not really.But it had to be, at least for tonight.Outside, the air was cool and breezy, not too harsh but enough to remind me I didn’t belong in something this short, this tight, this… desperate. I was shivering, and not just from the cold.“Let’s go over the rules again,” Diana said, reaching out to fix my hair. She smelled like cinnamon and cheap perfume. “Ass-grabbing is allowed. If someone touches your boobs, you can push their hands away, but nicely. No punching. And please, Sylvia, try not to look like someone dragged you here at gunpoint.”I let out a dry laugh and nodded.Diana had on a red vinyl two-piece and heels that could stab a man. She looked like she belo
Last Updated: 2025-06-30
Chapter: To surviveSYLVIA’S POVIt’s been nine months since I moved to the United Kingdom.Nine months of lying on my back some days, just watching the ceiling and wondering what exactly I was doing here.Nine months of waking up with pain in my side so sharp it made my toes curl. Of vomiting everything I ate. Of getting weaker and skinnier by the week.I was twenty-four. Twenty-fucking-four.No job. No money. No family. Just a crumpled medical report, an inflamed ovary, and a flat in East London where the heater barely worked and the walls were so thin I could hear Diana’s moans when she brought men home.Diana. My roommate. My savior. The only person who hadn’t walked out on me.She was standing in front of the mirror, lips parted slightly as she applied red lipstick like her life depended on it. Her dress was short, her hair flawless, her confidence effortless.A sex worker. She never hid it. Never flinched when she told me how much her last client paid her just to sit naked while he cried.“You’d be
Last Updated: 2025-06-30
Chapter: I won.Mario's POVCourtrooms smell like sweat and desperation, too much of both, even when the air conditioning works.The first time I stepped into one as the defendant, wearing a wrinkled suit some cop handed me, the silence hit different. There’s nothing dignified about standing in front of a judge while your entire life’s on display like a rotting carcass. The prosecutors smiled like wolves. My lawyer wore his usual poker face. And I, Mario Santiago... just stood there, staring ahead, knowing every camera was on me.The courtroom was packed. Media, reporters, bored interns, and nosy civilians who came to watch a rich man fall.“Mario Santiago, you are hereby arraigned on charges of drug trafficking, possession with intent to distribute, three counts of murder, obstruction of justice, and conspiracy to commit multiple felonies…”I stopped listening halfway. I already knew what they’d say. I’d seen the charges. They were long enough to make a grown man cry.The prosecution asked for no ba
Last Updated: 2025-06-30
Chapter: Closing dealsMario’s POV**12 days later**The days were beginning to blend in together.The silence in here? It’s different.It’s not the kind that just fills the room, it burrows into your skin, settles in your bones, makes your ears ring.I sat on the edge of the steel cot, one leg bouncing, jaw tight, wrists still sore from the cuffs they slapped on me like I was some street rat they scraped off a corner. Me. Mario Santiago.Once the man people bowed for. Now just another inmate with blood on his name.I heard the lock click before I saw him. My lawyer. Slick hair, polished shoes, thousand-dollar watch and a face that always looked like it was chewing on sour gum.He stepped in like he didn’t smell the piss-soaked cement or the ghosts lingering around this place.“Mario,” he greeted, too calm. That was his way. Calm, calculated, clinical. Like he was born in a courtroom.I didn’t speak. Just stared.He sat down across from me at the rusted metal table, opened his briefcase, slid a file across.
Last Updated: 2025-06-30
Chapter: In my gutSylvia’s POVI got the test results the next morning.The doctor’s words still echoed in my ears, loud and sharp, like glass breaking in an empty room.> “I’m sorry to inform you, Mrs. Santiago, but you’re not pregnant. We ran a second test just to be sure. What we did find is an ovarian tumor. It mimics pregnancy symptoms, it produces the same hormones, causes nausea, breast tenderness, even delays your period. But this isn’t a baby. It’s a tumor. The good news is we’ve caught it relatively early. But we need to begin treatment immediately.”I didn’t cry. I didn’t speak. I didn’t even ask questions. I just nodded, whispered a faint thank you, and walked out of the hospital like a ghost. Like a woman who had left her body behind in that sterile, white room.It was laughable, really. The irony. I’d been terrified of being pregnant, convinced my body had betrayed me again, and in a way, it had. Except this betrayal didn’t end in a child. It could end in death.What kind of sick joke was
Last Updated: 2025-06-30
Chapter: I love you.SYLVIA’S POVEvery time I closed my eyes, I saw two pink lines. Five tests, all lined up like silent judges on my bathroom sink. Each one screaming the same thing.So that same morning, I booked an appointment at the hospital, not some pharmacy guesswork, but a real test. I needed something official. Something that wouldn’t let me keep pretending I could undo any of this.Surprisingly, they gave me a slot the same day. The receptionist’s tone shifted the moment I said my name. “Mario Santiago's wife,” I heard her whisper to someone in the background.They drew my blood. Asked a few questions. Told me to come back tomorrow for the results.That should’ve been the hardest part of my day. But it wasn’t.Because when I got back home, I found the envelope on the floor.Divorce papers.I didn’t cry. Not this time. I just signed where they told me to. One by one. Page after page. My hands didn’t even shake.And then I did something stupid.I booked an Uber to Mario’s office.To drop the pape
Last Updated: 2025-06-30
The Lycan's Forbidden Queen
"You're nothing but a dirty pet human to me," Damien sneered, his predatory step making me cower.
"Get away from me. I would sue you the minute I escape from here," I retorted, my voice trembling with fear.
"Sue me? A Lycan king?" His laugh sent shivers down my spine. "Let's see if you'll ever escape," he grinned wickedly, grabbing me and slamming me against the wall as I winced in pain. "You're mine to break, Talia," his words hit me like a bucket of ice water, his fiery red eyes piercing into mine, sending a chill down my spine. I had to escape.
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After escaping from the mental asylum where she had been imprisoned, Talia finds herself abducted and brought to the werewolf kingdom as a pet slave for the Lycan king—a reality she never knew existed.
As she delves deeper into Damien's mysterious world, her feelings for him begin to blossom, leading her down a path filled with danger and intrigue. But when she discovers a shocking connection between her past and Damien's, her world is turned upside down.
Amidst escalating tensions and betrayals, Talia and Damien's bond is put to the test, and they must confront their deepest fears and desires to survive in a world where love and loyalty are at war with themselves. Will they emerge victorious, or will the shadows of the past consume them both? Find out in this spellbinding tale of "The Lycan's Forbidden Queen," where forbidden love collides with dark secrets, and the line between predator and prey blurs into oblivion.
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Chapter: A threat? Or a warning?TALIA'S POVTalk about a dramatic icebreaker! There I was, minding my own business—or so I thought—when suddenly, I found myself in a live-action medieval drama. And who should star alongside me but the same handsome stranger who had earlier insulted my name? Only this time, instead of hurling insults, he was wielding a sword! Yes, you read that right.And let me tell you, that sword wasn't just for show — it was sharper than my wit on a Monday morning. Before I could say, “Is this a Renaissance fair gone wrong?” The blade sliced through the air with precision and plunged into my chest.Talk about cutting straight to the heart of the matter.Agony, sharp and unrelenting, erupted within me like a torrent of fire, searing through my veins and engulfing my senses. I gasped for air, my sense of humor deserting me, the metallic tang of blood flooding my mouth as I staggered backward, my mind struggling to grasp the reason for his actions. Why? Why would he do this?As consciousness ebbed a
Last Updated: 2024-05-16
Chapter: the connectionDamien’s POV“The one?” I asked, my eyebrows squeezing together as I stared at the seer. Everyone knew she was strange, but this was pushing it.“She's come back,” the seer repeated, barely looking at me as she focused on the girl in front of us. The seer's eyes flitted over the human girl's form with frantic intensity, as if she were attempting to devour every detail in a single glance.Her gaze darted from the human girl's eyes down to the curve of her jaw, all in rapid succession. Each movement seemed urgent, as if she were racing against time to absorb every aspect of the girl's being. There was a sense of desperation in the way her eyes widened with each new observation. She gently touched the girl's hair, taking a big sniff like she was trying to confirm something.“It's really her,” the seer said, looking up at me with wide eyes.“Who?” I asked, getting annoyed at her mysterious talk.“Your mate,” she whispered, and I jerked back. She must be joking. I thought as I scoffed.“Ho
Last Updated: 2024-04-23
Chapter: She wasn't supposed to be born yetDamien's POV“Are you listening, King Damien?” Alpha Rylan's voice pierced through my wandering thoughts, pulling me back to the present.Since I had left the room, my mind had been oddly preoccupied with the human girl the pet hunter had brought for me. There was something about her that struck me as odd; I had to admit she was pretty. Her name, the way it had rolled off her tongue when she said it, had been enticing. And her feistiness, it seemed to appeal to my wolf.I blinked, refocusing my attention on the elderly alpha seated across from me. “Apologies. Could you repeat that?” I inquired, raising an eyebrow in mild curiosity.“Why are you not paying attention, Alpha Damien?” Alpha Killian, a young alpha, questioned, his tone laced with a hint of audacity that caught me off guard. The room buzzed with murmurs of surprise at his boldness, and I couldn't help but find it amusing.Leaning back in my chair, a smirk tugged at the corner of my lips. “You must be new here,” I remarked,
Last Updated: 2024-04-23
Chapter: Meeting HIMTALIA'S POV“What can I do, right?” I pulled away from Emily, the bitterness of her betrayal lingering in the air. “You can keep your code to yourself. You both deserve each other, anyway.” I stole a quick glance at Michael. His expression had grown cold as he gazed at Emily.“You're just jealous!” Emily's voice cracked with frustration as she reached for Michael, only to have him pull away.“Enjoy your secret-filled marriage,” I retorted with a taunting smile before turning to leave.As I wandered the streets, my mind raced with thoughts of places to spend the night. Yet, I had none. Stranded in the cold city, hunger gnawed at my insides, its relentless rumbling a painful reminder of my predicament. With a heavy sigh, I trudged forward, my steps echoing in the empty streets.The sound of tires rolling behind me snapped my attention, my heart quickening its pace as I hastened my steps, a sense of unease gripping my stomach.The car trailed behind me, its presence looming like a shadow
Last Updated: 2024-04-23
Chapter: BetrayalTALIA'S POV“Time up,” I muttered under my breath as the large clock in the empty hallway banged. I made my way towards the front exit, the heavy thud of my feet as they hit the ground, loud and clear.I only had a few minutes before the front exit into the asylum was locked shut.I reached the fence, my hands grasping at the rusted metal, the jagged ends biting into my skin. With determination, I hoisted myself over, ignoring the pain.Once on the other side, I stumbled onto the uneven ground. I took a moment to catch my breath, my heart pounding in my chest as I scanned the darkness for any signs of pursuit.But there was only silence, broken only by the distant wail of sirens. The realization hit me like a ton of bricks—I was free, at least for now.After escaping the asylum, my thoughts were scattered, my mind still reeling from two years of confinement. The world outside seemed both familiar and foreign as I navigated the unfamiliar streets, my senses dulled by the years spent be
Last Updated: 2024-04-23
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