All Chapters of Falling for Sin: A Dark Forced Marriage Mafia Romance: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

PROLOGUEROSEI could feel my lungs constrict as I watched the situation play itself out to me.Feeling like the walls were closing in on me.Feeling like I was suffocating…And I couldn’t breathe.I couldn’t fucking breathe.My eyes fogged with tears, as my whole life flashed before my eyes.Watching the assassin pull the fucking trigger, and my husband fall backwards onto the floor.So much blood…So much fucking blood.I let out a terrified, blood-curdling scream as I leapt towards my husband and took him into my arms, trembling the entire time, hardly able to keep myself upright, as my surroundings continued to spin around me.“You had it fucking coming to you, you bastard,” the assassin gritted.He turned to his other men.“Let’s go boys. Deja que este hijo de puta sangre.”Let this motherfucker bleed.I wept as I cradled Alejandro against my chest, just wishing that he wouldn’t give up on me.Wishing that he wouldn’t stop fighting.That he’d do his best to stay alive…For me…Fo

TWO YEARS LATER5ROSEIt had been two whole years now, ever since I’d been to the cemetery to speak to Alejandro, and got the closure I needed.I felt a lot better. I’d learnt to move on from him, and eventually, I learnt to fall out of love with him, too.Knowing that it was the best way forward for me.I decided to begin taking control over my own life, and for the sake of my sanity, adjust to having a normal lifestyle again.Ever since Alejandro had died, I’d been a hermit for many years. I couldn’t even look at another man, yet alone socialise with anybody else without feeling like I was going to break down in tears.But ever since I’d got the closure I needed, I decided to stop with my isolated stage.I began to focus on work, to put my all into my accounting career. To work as many hours as I could, and make as much money as possible, to make a good living for myself.Devoting myself to work enabled me to remain distracted, stay focused, and stay so busy to the point that I wou

Thirty miles per hour…Forty miles per hour…Fifty miles per hour…It wasn’t long before I arrived. I pulled the car up to the curb and made my way inside, ready to get hammered.Needing to forget about all of my problems…Even if it was just for tonight.8ROSEI sat in bed watching Peaky Blinders on the television. I was on the third season. It was a show about a man called Tommy Shelby and his gangster family, following the life they led in Birmingham, a city in the United Kingdom.It was a Friday night. I glanced at the clock, and saw that the time had just passed eight P.M.As much as I was enjoying watching Peaky Blinders, I really couldn’t bear the thought of being alone in my apartment on a Friday night munching on cookies, when everyone else in the world was probably out clubbing or getting laid.I laughed to myself, before taking my phone from my bedside table, ready to call my friend Mezoria from work.“Hey Mezoria?” I said down the line. “Do you have any plans tonight?”“N

I could feel my breath catch in my throat, not sure what he wanted with me.Not sure if he was staring at me out of curiosity…Or because he actually wanted to speak to me.But seeing as he hadn’t said a word to me yet…I thought so much that he didn’t want to say anything.I swallowed down a lump in my throat, before shutting off my thoughts, needing to stop myself from getting distracted by him.I came here with Mezoria tonight…And I needed to remember that.14ACEI continued to watch her intently.I called the barman on my side of my table, and told him to pay for her and her friend’s drinks all night.He nodded obediently.I could feel my phone begin to vibrate again.Texts from Maricruz…But I couldn’t be bothered to read them.I didn’t want to think about her and the arrangement tonight.I continued to watch her and her friend.Speaking to each other…Giggling together.She still exchanged glances with me, but they were short-lived.A few men tried approaching her, asking her

I drove down to the beach on the other side of town, knowing that women loved that kind of shit.Scenery, sand, water.And I would be lying if I didn’t say I loved it, too.The calm, peaceful feeling.I played slow, soft songs in the background as we drove together, and she began getting more comfortable around me.“How’s a beautiful lady like you single, mami?” I found myself asking her, letting out a low chuckle.She swallowed down a lump in her throat, as she stared out of the window.“My husband died many years ago.”I could feel my cheeks burn, suddenly feeling terrible for asking her.She turned to me, noticing my discomfort.“It’s okay, I’m over him,” she shrugged. “I just haven’t met anybody that I like enough to pursue a relationship ever since.”My tensed shoulders relaxed. I put my hand on her thigh, giving it a reassuring squeeze.“Maybe you met him tonight,” I said carefully.You’re a fucking bastard, I thought to myself.You’re stringing her along for nothing.You know t