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The Devil's Little Angel

The Devil's Little Angel

Mafia
last updateLast Updated : 2025-11-19
By:  EmberOngoing
Language: English
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Flash Marriage

Age Gap

Love after Marriage

Goodgirl

First-Person POV

Running from hell, and towards the devil. Having caught her betrothed and her stepmother in an unforgivable act, Calista runs away into the arms of a stranger-Roman Cappellucci, the cold, calculating, and dangerous mafia boss of Chicago. Roman has worked his way to the top of the criminal underworld with brutality. He proposes a deal: marry him, and he'll protect her. No feelings. No questions. Just safety in exchange for her obedience. But safety has its price It's supposed to be simple, a marriage of convenience for her protection. And don't they say the devil you know is better than the angel you don't know? Things take a twisted, darker turn when Roman's truest nature begins to unfold. He is not the savior she thinks he is; he is the devil that would set the world ablaze for her sake. The abyss she wants to drown in even though he is ruthless and emotionless. Yet with every passing day, Calista begins to chip away at the ice around Romano's heart. And despite every warning in her head, she finds herself drawn to him—not out of fear, but fascination. Her protector Her obsession Her every, darkest fantasy. Because the devil didn’t just save her. He claimed her.

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Olaoba faith
Olaoba faith
This is a very interesting book
2025-11-15 21:45:27
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Kay Godhouse
Kay Godhouse
Why do I suddenly want a Cappelluccini? Helpppppp.........
2025-11-13 04:48:10
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Joy Elendu
Joy Elendu
Such an amazing read...I'm locked in
2025-11-13 04:10:45
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GIFT TEEY
GIFT TEEY
My new ADDICTION! Love the suspense!
2025-11-13 04:03:49
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Pearl27
Pearl27
Nice, like the detailing in the book
2025-11-13 03:28:31
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92 Chapters
Chapter 1
CALISTA. The amber liquid in front of me was a mix of different alcohols, I drank it down in one burning shot. Then I shifted the glass aside, joining the other five empty ones. “Another” I slurred, banging my weak hand on the counter. I met my reflection in the row of bottles. My eyes were puffy and my face was swollen. I looked as I felt. I had stood in the doorway of my fiance's home, frozen, blinking rapidly. Hoping that I was imagining the scene before me. But it was real. Matteo and my stepmother... Together. A tangled mess of limbs and moans. Matteo flinched when he saw me, but instead of remorse and shame, annoyance flashed through his jade eyes. It was at that point that I knew I couldn't stomach this anymore. It was at that point that everything snapped. I didn't think, I acted. Matteo's gun was on the bedside table. I took it, cocked it, and aimed at his disgusting face. “Don't you dare!” he had threatened, which only fueled my rage. My stepmother curled herself b
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Chapter 2
CALISTA. I took a step back, and another, and another. It was only when he growled that I realized that this man could kill me easily, snap my neck like a twig with his big hands. “I mean no harm” I stuttered, the alcohol clearing from my head. “I'm not here to cause trouble” My heart began pounding fast in fear, and I eyed the distance between me and the door. How fast could I run towards it to escape from here The man with whiskey coloured eyes tilted his head, watching me the way a predator would watch a prey before killing it. Cold shivers ran down my spine, and my fight or flight instinct was immediately activated. There was no way I could fight this hulk of a man, so the only sensible thing to do was to run “The minute you step out of this bar—” he murmured as he stalked closer to me. My knees turned to jelly. I couldn't breathe. And I didn't know if my breath was catching because of fear or something else He stalked closer, sucking up all the air, and continued his t
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Chapter 3
CALISTA P.O.V On a cloudy morning in Chicago, the wind blowing in my face and my mind racing a mile a minute, I married my fiancé's sworn enemy. “Are you certain about this Romano?" The priest questioned him with disbelief. “I've known you since you were a little boy. Such.. err.. sudden decision is not in your nature at all.” Romano's resolute voice echoed in the near-empty cathedral, “Yes, Father.” “And you child? Are you certain of this?” The priest questioned me. “Yes, Father,” I replied, my throat thick with nostalgia. It was strange to be in the presence of a priest again. I was born into the church, and my family, like many other mafia families, were strong followers of the Christian faith. As a child, I had a profound love for the church, but my fondness became too much, and one day, over dinner, I blurted out how I wished to be a nun. My mother's mouth was open in shock, and my father turned beet red with rage. As the daughter and only child of a Capo, I had duties to
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Chapter 4
CALISTA'S P.O.V Trepidation made my insides churn as Romano drove out of Chicago to my home in Evanston, followed by some of his men. I didn't know what his plan was, but my gut told me it was no good. I glanced at the man beside me. Romano. It felt surreal to think that he was my husband when I knew nothing but his infamous reputation and his name. A strange feeling tightened my chest, but I reminded myself that this was the only way for me to escape Matteo. I took a deep breath to calm my nervousness. It was almost noon, Matteo would be going half mad trying to find me, and me and my stepmother would be happy with me being away. I knew they couldn't hurt me now that I was Mrs Cappellucci; there were laws guiding the mafia, and our Cost Nostra was a thing to be honored, but I was scared regardless. However, the presence of Romano provided a comfort that dulled some of my fear. I knew he would never let them hurt me again; I didn't know why I was so certain; I just was. “He can't
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Chapter 5
ROMANO'S P.O.V. I have met a fair share of women in my life. At the age of thirty-three, I was already weary of them. They all wanted the same thing, love, affection, and all that romantic büllshīt I couldn't give. I've never believed in coincidence or fate, but what happened today seems like such. Calista Vitale. The very surname I've hated my whole life. And worse, she was the bride of Matteo Orsini, the other name I hate as much as Vitale. I saw her walk into my bar in the early hours of this morning, looking every bit of the angel she is. Pale skin, silky mahogany hair that cascaded over her shoulders and stunning blue gray eyes that gleamed of innocence. The kind I was supposed to keep my tainted hands from. I watched her half an hour and I could tell something was off with the way she drowned the alcohol. It wasn't my nature to pry into the lives of strangers, no matter how breathtakingly beautiful they were. I was Romano Cappellucci, the aloof businessman or mafia boss,
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Chapter 6
CALISTA'S P.O.V In one day, I made two most reckless decisions of my life. First, marrying a man whom I've been made to fear all my life, then get into a bet with same man. Romano. No—Roman. He said I should call him Roman And I don't know why that makes my toes tingle “Callie.” Roman offered his outstretched hand to me. “We're home.” I stared in wonder at the massive villa in front of us, regal golden iron gates and ivy climbing along the walls, its rich cream paint was a stark contrast to the gray manor I had grown up in. “Home” I repeated in a whisper. The words seemed foreign to me. Roman placed a hand on the small of my back. I shivered involuntarily and resisted the urge to lean into his touch. “Yes, Callie. Home. My family is eager to meet you, ” he said. “Your family?” I knew Romano's parents were dead; that was common knowledge in the mob world. "Yes," he sighed. "They have heard about the marriage. Word travels fast in Chicago’s underworld. Get ready, Mrs Cappell
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Chapter 7
CALISTA'S P.O.V An hour passed. He left me in here for sixty minutes. I tried to think of anything but him, yet my mind always wandered back. It didn't help that I was in his room, surrounded by his belongings. I didn't know Roman - my husband well enough, but his bedroom had come as no surprise to me. It was exactly what I imagined it would be. The king-sized bed sat in the center of the room, covered in black cotton sheets with a heavy charcoal throw folded neatly at the foot. Floor-to-ceiling windows, thick matte blackout curtains framed them. Dark oakwood panels trimmed the walls, and a large seascape oil painting hung high over the headboard. Everything smelled faintly of Amber musk and leather, rich, dark, and unmistakably him. An hour and fifteen minutes passed. I debated going outside to find him, but my mind spiraled. Maybe Roman had changed his mind, maybe he thought I wasn't worth the risk and decided to have Matteo come get me, or perhaps he was discussing with Luc
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Chapter 8
ROMAN'S P. O V. CAZZO! Alberto always has the worst timings. If it weren't for the dammed call, I'd still be with Callie right now. Fúck!I was known for having a firm ground, I wasn't easily swayed by women, but when I walked into our room, and seeing Callie in that gorgeous red dress, all I could think of was how prettier it would be polled around her feet, while I explored and marked every slope and curve of her body.Double Fúck!I took a sharp turn towards my casino- The Phoenix, where Alberto had called me about an Irish mob situation. His call was both helpful and frustrating.Frustrating because It brought my time with my wife to a halt, and helpful because I'm losing my goddamned mind!I made a bet and so easily was I ready to tap out just in was less than fifteen hours. Romano Cappellucci never lost, Romano Cappellucci never backed down from anything, yet I'm going against the reputation I've built for myself.“Move!” I blared my horn at the car in front of me before over
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Chapter 9
CALISTA'S P.O.V“This gown suits the color of your eyes.” Lilian held up an aqua-coloured dress to me. I considered it with a tired gaze. The dress was beautiful, with Its low V-cut neck and silky fabric, but that wasn't my problem. My problem was the Charity brunch Nonna insisted I attend with her. Don't get me wrong, I love charities. Its the thoughts of getting introduced to her circle that makes me apprehensive. “Okay. I'll wear it.”Lillian's mood dropped, she's been my ally since Roman left. Nonna rested most of the time. Lucas, on the other hand, was barely here, but I still saw him around the house, and he'd give me his sly smile.Roman?Either he'd forgotten he now has a wife, or he's simply doesn't care about me. Nonna and Lucas have the same excuse for his prolonged absence - Work.I know it has to do with the mafia dealings, and sometimes, they can be very demanding of the Don-Roman, but the fact that he left so suddenly and hadn't reached out even once? That hurt more
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Chapter 10
ROMAN'S P.O.VTWENTY YEARS AGO.“Come here Romano.” Papa gestured to me. He sat behind his oak desk, a permanent scowl etched on his face. I walked slowly towards him, my eyes focused and sharp. He took a long draw of his cigar, letting the smoke twirl in front of me. My eyes watered, and I felt the urge to cough, but I didn't. If I did, Papa would use his belt on me. “What is it I hear?” Elio Cappellucci asked with a deep frown.My throat bobbed, I knew where this was going, but I tried to show no sign of fear. Fear was a weakness I could not afford.“I'm sorry Papa. I will get it right next time.” The word barely left my mouth when Elio's angry hand connected with my face. I heard the thunderous sound, before feeling the impact - white hot pain.Tears gathered in the back of my eyes, but I couldn't cry; the first and only time I did, Papa beat me up; he said he was getting rid of all my tears. I believe it worked.Elio stood up from his leather seat with much force, it went flying
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