Married To The Devil
In the ruthless mafia world, loyalty is everything...until it isn't.
Sophia Moretti has lived her entire life as the obedient daughter, hiding a sharp mind and a rebellious heart. But when her father's disloyalty puts their family in danger, Sophia is forced to make a sacrifice: marry "The Devil" the most feared man in New York's underworld.
Dante Romano also known as "The Devil"—has built his empire on revenge and power. When the man who puts him through hell comes to him for help, he demands his daughter. Dante expects a submissive bitch, a pawn but Sophia is his undoing, his lesson straight from hell. She is fire wrapped in silk and Dante soon realized that taming her might cost him his revenge.
But in a city full of rat and snakes, Dante is the one person she can trust when alliances are bought and enemies surface. Their forced marriage turns into a partnership of shared secrets and unquestionable desire.
Still, betrayal runs deep in the mafia, can they trust each other enough to survive the betrayal that threatens to tear them apart?
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Chapter: The Devil’s Bargain“The Devil’s greatest trick isn’t making you sin—it’s making you crave it.”The ride home was a blur. I sat at the back of the car, and watched as the city lights flickered past us. All I could think of was Dante Romano. The Devil. His touch still burned on my skin. I could still hear him “You’re mine...” as if I belong to no one. No, I’m not his. I’ll never be his. But my body is saying otherwise, the memory of his hands on me and his lips against my neck sent a shiver down my spine straight to my pussy. I am so pissed which is why I didn’t even notice we were already at home. The car pulled up to the Moretti estate. Yes, I live in a mansion that feels more like a fancy cage.I stepped out, my heels clicking against the marble steps as I made my way inside. The house was quiet, the only sound was the soft hum of the chandelier above. I made my way to my room, my sanctuary. I was hit with fresh smell of roses thanks to the fresh bouquet on my nightstand. I’ve always loved roses that’s
Last Updated: 2025-02-16
Chapter: The Devil's GambitFlashbackAge 12The first rule of survival: Never let them see you bleed.The warehouse reeked of gasoline and piss. My father knelt on the concrete floor, blood dripping from his split lip. The men circled him like hyenas, their laughter sharp and cruel. One pressed a cigar to my cheek. The burn seared deeper than the blade they’d used on him.“Remember this, boy,” the capo sneered, blowing smoke in my face. “Weakness gets you killed. Loyalty gets you nothing. Power?” He grinned, gold teeth glinting. “Power is the only god here.”My father met my eyes one last time. “Run, Dante.”I didn’t. I watched them slit his throat.When the blood pooled at my knees, I swore I’d become the god they feared.PresentEnzo, my consigliere, materialized at my shoulder. “Their debt’s worse than we thought. The father’s bleeding money. Gambling. Stupid.”“Stupidity’s a luxury,” I said, swirling my bourbon. “One he’ll pay for.”I had come to this pathetic excuse for an event because Moretti the man who
Last Updated: 2025-02-11
Chapter: Dancing with the Devil“The devil doesn’t come in red. He comes disguised as everything you’ve ever wanted”I hated these parties. They are always a battlefield, glistering and ruthless. It was one of those nights where appearance is everything.I stood near the balcony with my best friend Amara, holding a glass of champagne I did not plan to drink. The chandeliers above illuminate the room with light shining on sinners who don’t deserve them, well with the exception of my mother and sister. I glanced around and found my mother talking to my sister Ella, “A lady must always carry herself with dignity. You are representing this family, and slouching like a street urchin is unacceptable.” Ella sighed but straightened her back. As much as I hated these events, I had to admit there was a certain satisfaction in watching someone else endure my mother’s relentless lessons in dignity.“You’re going to have to save her eventually,” Amara whispered, leaning in close.“Not tonight,” I replied, smirking. I glanced acro
Last Updated: 2025-02-11
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