All Chapters of Wife: A Dark Mafia Arranged Marriage Romance: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

PrologueHadesMarrakech, MoroccoThe bazaar was on fire.Black cobras hissed at their masters when they heard the sound of the whip, men bravely shoved blades down their throats for entertainment, and gypsies danced for coins. When your donation wasn’t generous enough, they slunk behind you and picked your pockets—taking what they deserved.It was one hell of a place to celebrate my twenty-first birthday.Damien walked beside me, a cigar resting between his lips. When a group of pretty girls passed, he gave them mere seconds of his attention before he moved on to the next sight. Now he stared at a camel being led away by its master. “What should we do now? Get a rug and take it home?”“Rugs are nice.” I liked Morocco because of the chaos. This city was unpredictable, from the dangerous route to the Atlas Mountains and the constant bomb checks under vehicles anytime you drove onto public property. It was a different kind of place, beautiful but unsteady.“I’d rather spend my money on

I couldn’t picture myself being a husband or a father, but I continued to listen.“You’ll be loyal to this woman, protect her with your life, and never take another woman while she’s yours—but it will never be enough. Nothing will ever be enough.”“Why would I waste my time on a woman like that?”She examined the lines in my palm before she let me go. “Because that’s the curse. You’ll love this woman inexplicably. Forces outside of your control will dictate your emotions. You’ll be forced to love her even if you don’t want to. That will be your punishment.”“Loving someone doesn’t seem like a punishment.”“Love is the most painful feeling in the world. It’ll crush you, Hades. To be with the woman you love every day but know she doesn’t feel the same way… That’s torture.”“Then why would she marry me in the first place?”She shrugged. “That remains to be foreseen.” For the first time since I’d stepped inside that tent, she actually showed emotion—pity. She leaned back against her chair

“We do business together.” He didn’t elaborate further. Maybe he thought his job was boring and didn’t want to drone on about it.That was unfortunate because I genuinely wanted to know. “One day, I’m going to take over for my father and run this hotel.”“Ambitious…I like that.”I tried to hide my smile, but the corner of my lip raised slightly.“Nothing sexier than a woman knowing what she wants.” His voice was deep like dark chocolate. It rumbled in his throat before it emerged, sweet on the ears. This man looked beautiful, sounded beautiful…he just was beautiful.“Do you know what you want?”He turned his gaze toward me, his jawline hard as if it were chiseled from stone. “Yes. I take ambition a little too far.”Bumps appeared on my arms even though it was still humid and warm. My nipples pressed against the cups of my bra, and I resisted the urge to fidget. This was the first man who had made me feel passion and lust, the kind they showed in books and movies. The other boys I’d be