Romans First-Person POV Mafia & Histoires Ruthless Flash Marriage

Marriage was never about love, it was a weapon, a strategy, the final step Leonardo Mancini needed to claim his place as Don. In his world, love is weakness, and weakness gets you killed. For Nora Romano, life was simple until the night her father’s debt to the mafia became her burden. The price? Her freedom. The cost? Becoming the wife of a man whose name was feared across Italy. What begins as a marriage of leverage soon spirals into a dangerous game of secrets, betrayal, and blood loyalty. As enemies close in and trust fractures within the family, Leonardo is forced to confront the one thing he swore he’d never risk.... his heart. Can a man built on power and control balance the weight of love? And can Nora give her heart to someone whose world embodies everything she despises? In the mafia, love is the deadliest gamble of all.

“They say you bury people alive,” I suddenly blurted and regretted it immediately. He slowly lifted his eyes to me. Cold, merciless, yet beautiful enough to ruin lives. My hands trembled. “Only my enemies.” “You are my enemy,” I whispered, because he was. “No,” he said and slowly rose from the chair and stopped right in front of me. “You're worse.” Seraphina Moretti has spent her entire life being unwanted. Being the illegitimate daughter of a powerful family, she was treated more like a stain than blood. Now, she must marry Damian De Luca, New York’s most feared mafia king to save her family's face. She has always lived like a prisoner, what could be worse? Well, a lot. Damian is cold, ruthless, and completely incapable of love. Yet, beneath his cruel reputation lies a dangerously protective man who would burn cities for the woman he swore meant nothing to him. A woman he married for power and control. What begins as a forced marriage soon becomes a deadly game of obsession, betrayal, and forbidden desire. And in a world built on blood and lies, falling in love may be the most dangerous thing of all.

They say I killed my sister. That I stole her husband. That I’m a thief, a liar, a murderer. But none of it is true. I gave up everything—my youth, my dreams, my peace—to raise her son and honor her last wish. But to them, I’m still the villain. My stepson hates me. My husband despises me. And no one dares to hear my truth. When my only comfort—my late father’s cat—is killed as a cruel message, something in me breaks. I’m done begging for love. I’m done living in silence. It’s time the world hears my side of the story… And sees what happens when a broken woman rises. This is not a love story. This is my fight for freedom.

Made men are trained to conceal their emotions if they have one, while those who have no empathy or emotions left in them after years of training are blessed. But what could be the downfall of a Made man? Perhaps, could it be the feeling of humanity? *********** Vincenzo Salvatore De Luca, the eldest son of the Bratva, a Made man, feared by all, except his arranged bride, Ava Morales. Ava, the daughter of a businessman, whose father borrowed money from the Bratva and was unable to pay it back. In exchange for the debt he owed, he gave his daughter out for marriage to the Bratva. Among all three sons of the Bratva, Vincenzo accepted to marry Ava, not because of love, but because she intrigued him and he wanted to see how much he could break her. But what happens when he begins to feel some stir in his chest at the sight of his wife? What happens then, when he sees his wife flirting with other men and his vision is clouded red and filled with the need to chop off the fingers of the man flirting with his wife?

“The dress was not mine.” That was the first thought that came to my mind when I got zipped into a wedding dress. It was 5:47 a.m. The debt collectors were arriving at six. I got zipped into a white dress meant for my sister as a replacement for her wedding. My father stole €2 million from the De Luca family, the most feared Cosa Nostra in Palermo, and the price for his life? One daughter. But the night before the wedding, I found a note she had left, saying, “Forgive me. No.” With that, she was nowhere to be found. At 6 a.m. on the wedding day, Lorenzo De Luca, a cold-looking, handsome man with a terrifying aura, came for his bride. I was presented in my sister's place. He knew in five seconds that I was the wrong sister, but he still took me anyway. With that, I became a donna who couldn't leave the palazzo. “You will sleep in my bed every night, Topolina. But I won't touch you till you beg,” he whispered on the night of our wedding. I should hate him. I tried to. I was called Dottoressa. Signora. Mrs. De Luca. Only to realize that the debt was a lie. My father didn't steal money from them. He stole part of my inheritance. I was never a Maretti at all. I'm a De Luca by blood, the lost heir, and the true donna his family has been waiting for. He thought he was buying a wife to clear the debt. No idea he was crowning a queen.

Aria is an orphan living with her uncle, when she turns eighteen, she realizes it was her turn to enter into the family pattern but in her case she was engaged to the Mafia enforcer of an opposing group, Viktor of the Blacktop, the most powerful Russian group in New York. He's rumored to be cold, cruel and doesn't have feelings, his brother who is the capo is a mad man and more importantly, she isn't a virgin as everyone thought, what then happens if Viktor realizes he isn't getting what he bargains for.

Thalia Corsini's wedding night ends with seven bullets and her husband's blood soaking through her white dress. Rafael Torrisi dies in her arms before they can even consummate the marriage, and when she screams for help, nobody comes fast enough. Three days later, she's at another altar. Same family. Different brother. Dante Torrisi looks at her like she pulled the trigger herself. He's colder than Rafael ever was, more brutal, and infinitely more dangerous. Their marriage is a prison sentence designed to save a crumbling alliance between two crime families on the brink of war. But someone is still trying to kill Thalia. The attempts keep coming, a sniper's bullet, a car bomb, poison meant for her wine glass. Dante is forced to protect the woman he blames for his twin's death, and as they dig deeper into the murder, they realize Rafael might not have been the target at all. In a world where love is weakness and trust gets you killed, Thalia and Dante have to decide: destroy each other, or discover who really wanted her dead.