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“I was kidnapped on my wedding day!” After she thought that she could escape her life back in Italy as the daughter of a powerful mafia Boss, she was happy to finally marry her high school sweetheart. However, before she could walk down the aisle, she was kidnapped and brought back to Italy, where she was forced to marry a dangerous Mexican mafia boss in an arranged marriage orchestrated by her father for his own selfish reasons. With no choice but to marry Salvador, a ruthless and sadistic Mexican mafia boss who was twice her age, Marcella finds herself in a desperate situation. On the night of their wedding, Salvador tries to get intimate, but Marcella refuses. In a fit of rage, he assaults her, forcing himself upon her. In an act of self-defense, Marcella ends up killing him. As the news of Marcella's killing of the mafia boss spread, she was forced to run for her life, with his gangs in hot pursuit. With nowhere to hide and a kill warrant issued for her in the entire mafia world, she ran into the arms of Antonio, a Russian mafia boss known as a Bratva. He offered to help and protect her, but only under the condition that she sign a contract to be his mistress. With the knowledge that her life was in danger after killing a powerful man, Marcella knew her options were limited. What does Antonio truly want from her? Will he bite? "You are mine now, Marcella. Daddy's Good Girl"
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THE MAFIAS BETRAYED BRIDE: A Game of Revenge CHAPTER SIXTY
MARCELLA’S POVZak was still pacing, his hands occasionally brushing through his hair. “You don’t get to pull that off again” he warned. I remained silent and it annoyed him more.“Say something you motherfucking piece of shit!” he said slamming a fist into the bed, this caused me to jerk a little but I remained unshaken.“Fine, don’t say anything, I’m just gonna leave, I’ve been here for too long, I don’t want Salvador to start looking around for me.” He informed me then picked up the dustbin again and started walking away. I ceased the opportunity to tuck the piece of glass I had stollen under my pillow.“Why?” I asked just as he reached the door. He turned around and walked back towards me.“Why what?” he asked confused“Why do you work for him if you fear him this much” I dared to ask.“You shouldn’t concern yourself with that” he said simply then turned away.“What does he have on you” I pressed on, He froze in his tracks. “you’re a man too, equally feared and reverend when Salvad
Huling Na-update : 2025-06-04THE MAFIAS BETRAYED BRIDE: A Game of Revenge CHAPTER FIFTY-NINE
MARCELLA’S POV“I brought you breakfast” Zak said as he stepped into the room. I turned briefly to acknowledge his presence then brought my attention back to the window where I had been siting for the last three or four hours watching the sun rise.“it’s a really bright day” he added then set the tray on the bed beside me and walked to the other side of the window. “You know starving yourself wouldn’t change anything right?” he asked in a tone that made me even more determined to continue my hunger strike.I was weak, I was dizzy and I was hungry but I was equally too stubborn to accept the reality, me starving myself for three days has yielded no results. At each meal time, Zak would bring a plate to my room, I watched each plate with wet appetite determined not to break my fast.I shifted on the bed in a painfully slow manner, every muscle ached and every bone had become stiff. My ankle was sore from the un-relieving pressure of the chains around it, a few blisters hard formed from
Huling Na-update : 2025-05-17THE MAFIAS BETRAYED BRIDE: A Game of Revenge CHAPTER FIFTY-EIGHT
MARCELLA’S POVA throbbing headache woke me up, I shifted uneasily on the bed and tried to get up, that was when I realized the shackles on my feet. I tagged desperately on the chains that held me bound, but it fitted tightly around my ankle and the other end secured to the foot end of the bed. There was no escape, I slapped my forehead in frustration knowing I was stuck here, my family wouldn’t come to my rescue, no, not in the face of countless threats from Salvador and Zak. Through the window, I could see the dark skies, no stars, no moon, just pitch-black sky, there was no hope, I was stuck here with Salvador.I coiled back into the bed, tears immediately soaked the pillow, Salvador knew I wouldn’t survive if I tried to escape, yet he had to do the extra by keeping me bound. I had accepted my fate, knowing I was in this alone, this time not even Antonio would be able to find me.I wondered if he was back in Italy, if he knew what had happened, would he even bother looking for me
Huling Na-update : 2025-05-14THE MAFIAS BETRAYED BRIDE: A Game of Revenge CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVEN
ANTONIO'S POVWe spent the rest of the day searching the house for any clues Alberta may have left behind to guide our search. Aside the dusty surfaces, the house looked well arranged, she seemed to have taken her time to clean up and put things in order before leaving. This also threatens to prove Alvarez’s theory that, Alberta left on her own accord and was indeed determined not to be found.I stepped into Alberta’s room hoping to find any clues of her whereabouts but the empty room only made my heart sink with disappointment. I walked around the empty room for a while before accepting the reality and stepping out. The guest room where mother occupied now was to the left of Albertas room. The door was slightly ajar and I spotted mom sleeping soundly. I tiptoed into the room and gave her a goodnight kiss before adjusting the duvet over her shoulders. She looked tired and deserved the rest, so I sneaked back out making sure not to wake up.“Bratva” Alvarez called just as I stepped out
Huling Na-update : 2025-05-11THE MAFIAS BETRAYED BRIDE: A Game of Revenge CHAPTER FIFTY
MARCELLA’S POV “You cant keep me in here for ever, open the damn door!” I yelled, my fist banging loudly on the door, yet there was no response. I had been in here for two days without food or water and I was getting weak. The harder I screamed and knocked on the door, the more energy I lost, and
THE MAFIAS BETRAYED BRIDE: A Game of Revenge CHAPTER FORTY-NINE
ANTONIO’S POV “Why is everyone trying to kill us since we arrived here?” Alvarez asked as we drove back home. “Who did you offend again Mijo?” Mother asked worriedly from the back seat she and Gabriella occupied. “I didn’t offend anybody mother” I said trying to be calm. “Then why? Why would thi
THE MAFIAS BETRAYED BRIDE: A Game of Revenge CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT
ANTONIOS POV Today was Thursday, my grandmothers funeral. The atmosphere around the house was gloomy, everyone was sad and grieving the loving and amiable person my Abuela was. She lived her life well and she would be missed dearly. I stepped out of the bathroom, allowing the water on my body to d
THE MAFIAS BETRAYED BRIDE: A Game of Revenge CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
MARCELLA’S POVI left the club angry and sad , a mixture of emotions I had experienced too many times in my short life on earth.My brother could deny it all he wants, but I was sure of what I heard. He sold me out!. Knowing this truth and keeping mute all this while had been very tiring and now that
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