Forcefully Wedded, Ruthlessly Loved By The Billionaire Mafia

A/NForcefully Wedded, Ruthlessly Loved By The Billionaire Mafia is a dark romance, you might find some elements disturbing. Triggers includes but are not limited to detailed steamy contents, profanity, murder, smoking, blood, forced marriage, ruthless love, obsessive love, morally grey ML. If you still want to continue, enjoy! This 🌶️ 🌶️ will be used to depict steamy chapters. *****“Your second daughter has to take her place, we can’t postpone the wedding, it is too late.”My heart sank immediately I heard that statement, Jessica ran away with the man she loves, leaving me to face the brutal consequences of what she has done. She was supposed to marry Diego De’ Luca so he could cancel father’s debt and save his company, but she chose love over family.Now, the burden has fallen on my shoulder.“You can’t back away, you signed the agreement and I won’t have you or any member of your family embarrass me, what do I tell people, that the bride ran away?”“You can’t even put your fam

Isabella's point of view Cameras flashed repeatedly almost blinding me, this was an evidence that the press was present. The hall belongs to the De Luca and according to their traditions, every member of their family must get married in this hall.The hall was filled up with different guests, the city’s elite, even the ones who thrived on anything that has to do with gossip were present, they were probably waiting for a mistake they can all dwell on and spread around social media. Some might think it would be the most beautiful wedding ever, only if they knew the truth.They are not aware that the bride behind the veil wasn’t the intended bride but a replacement, all they knew was that the bride is a Ford and of course I am a Ford. None of them knew I was a stand in, a replacement , a daughter who was buying help for her father with her future.I found it difficult to breathe under the gown, maybe it’s the awareness of who the gown actually belongs to, but I still held my chin up as

Isabella's point of view Diego was sitting at the head of the table, a navy blue sweat shirt replaced the black shirt he was putting on this morning, I took my seat across from him, inhaling the sweet aroma coming from the delicacy before me, the cook seems to have outdone herself, the table was filled with all kinds of food, roasted chicken, mashed potatoes, pasta, sea foods and even fine wine.“Do you always eat like this?” I asked, helping myself to a plate of pasta. He took a sip from the glass of wine in his hand, before he dropped it on the table. I watched him pick a file folder, this action made me sigh. Even at dinner, he was still working.He didn’t even bother to look up, he just nodded his head. Before I could repeat my question the double doors opened, a tall man in black suit stepped in and walked directly to Diego, he leaned close to him and whispered some words in Italian. Capo, that was the only word I could hear, even though I strained my ears to listen. Diego’s exp

Isabella's point of view I heard the sound first, the loud roars of engines, the sound of tires screeching on the floor that it hurts my ears, then the slam of car doors, I rushed to my window, pulling the curtain back.Black SUVs following each other were parked at the driveway, something seems to be wrong with the way different men stepped out so fast, then I saw him.He was half carried and half walking between two of his men, I noticed the white shirt he was wearing was torn open by the side and there was a huge red stain, I ran downstairs, barefooted with my hands trembling, my speed was likened to flash, I was so worried and scared, I knew trouble comes with the type of job he does, but this is my first time experience of seeing a crash out like this one. I could feel my heart beating against my ribs, he is my husband I should be worried about him.I watched in fear as they got him inside and laid him on the couch, the sight of him caused great fear in me, he was really in a ba

Isabella's point of view There were still faint traces of last night’s chaos, everything that happened yesterday was still on my mind. I just couldn’t get it off, he doesn’t trust me and that’s going to ruin our plans, or lead to my exposure. I just need to get him wrapped around my fingers, this will only happen if I keep pretending and that’s what I will keep doing.Seeing Miguel brought back memories, old memories that I’ve made up my mind to bury. I wasn’t informed he was going to be here, I couldn’t help but wonder if he was part of the plan too. Whatever the case might be, in all I do I must not get caught, that was a death sentence for me. I took in a deep breath before I stepped into the dining room.He was there already, sitting at the head of the table, he looked so clean and unscathed as if what happened yesterday was just a dream. He didn’t raise his head up when I entered, then I noticed, he was on a call with someone and he sounded angry.“No, I don’t want you to leave