Twisted Marriage (A Dark MMF Mafia Romance)

INNESSA ______“Nina!” I ignored my little sister’s call as I rushed out of the ballroom where the party for my eighteenth birthday was going on. Or, should I say the celebration for my upcoming nuptials? Even the thought of that made me want to hurl. Since the moment the Capo of the major crime family: Rossi, had died my father had lost all his privileges and power in the underworld. He had been trying all these years to get back the power and position he once had, but the current Capo: Antonio Rossi, didn’t seem inclined to get cosy with anyone his father once associated with. Rumor even has it that he was the one who actually kîlled his own father when he was just a child himself. Sometimes, I wonder if he could teach me a thing or two about it because if I knew how to get out of it I’d commit patricide in my next breath. What? Don’t look at me like that. My father deserves it, if you knew him you’d say the same thing. He is the man who doesn’t deserve kids, and he doesn’t even

NINA____ANTONIO Rossi’s hotel was nothing short of opulence—the kind of place where the elite came to drink expensive champagne and pretend their lives were perfect. I didn’t belong there, not in my secondhand clothes and scuffed shoes, but I kept my head down and did my job.The bar was dimly lit, the air thick with the scent of whiskey and cigars. It was early afternoon, and the crowd was light—just a handful of top-tier businessmen and tourists who wanted to experience the best of Italy. I maneuvered through the tables, balancing a tray of glasses, ignoring the lingering gazes of the patrons.Antonio was the reason I was there.He was the kind of man who didn’t do favors without expecting something in return, but he was also the reason I had a roof over my head and a steady paycheck. He found me when I was at my lowest, like some kind of godsend angel. And even though I knew he was anything but, I chose to trust him because I needed his money. Without it, I would’ve lost the one

NINATHE darkness suffocated me. My chest felt tight, my breath came in shallow gasps as I slid down the door, the cold floor grounding me. But nothing numbed the sting of humiliation, the burn of my father’s slap in front of his men. It wasn’t like it had happened the first time but it was more to the fact that now it was normal, like no one reacts or interrupts. No one questions why a father was so loose with his hands when it comes to his eldest daughter.It hurt. God, it hurt so bad.Not the physical pain—I was used to that. It was the knowing that destroyed me. To know that this was my life. The helplessness of being trapped in this life with no way out. Unless I took my own. But I can’t, can I?A shift in the air made my skin prickle. My breath caught as I felt another presence in the room beside mine. And, I knew I wasn’t alone.I felt him.I had only met him once, caught glimpses of him lingering in the shadows with my father’s men. I doubted they even knew an imposter walked

Riley and I ended up talking about everything and nothing at all. She told me about Erica, the small woman I’d seen with Antonio: his wife. Like me Erica was also Riley’s best friend, she was the prime cheerleader for their relationship and I was glad that Riley had someone else other than me in her corner. And unlike me Erica wasn’t too lost in her past to not be there for her when she needed her. But as much as I was scared of the world they were associated with, I knew if it wasn’t for Antonio I won’t be sitting here with my friend without worrying about my son’s health and safety.The thought of my little baby had my heart clenching in my chest and I focused back on Riley as she regaled me with her new life that she’d started with her boyfriends: Leo and Ephraim. And as she looked at them with stars in her eyes and love that was nakedly visible on her face, it sent a sharp pang through my heart.And, not for the first time, I wondered what it’d be like to be loved like that? With

LACHLAN“I am not asking you to fuck her. Touch her. I want to see what belongs to me.”A second passed.Two.Three.There was a shift in the air like my surroundings knew of my surrender to his twisted demands even before me. The weight of it pressed on me like a storm. And as if he too was aware of my decision, Jeremiah’s voice cut through the silence in my ear, hard and cold. “Touch her.”I stood there and wondered what was worse: that I’ve become used to his cold demands or that I look for any chance to prove to him how obedient and loyal I was to him. I have followed Jeremiah’s orders for years. It’s been the foundation of my life, and in the past, I’d never hesitated. But now, standing here in front of Nina, I seemed to hesitate to blindly obey him. Because now he wasn’t the only one who has a hold on me. She has it too, however gentle and fragile it was.The bedroom was silent, my footsteps whispering as I rounded the bed to her side. Even though it was just me in the room wit