Contemporary Web Novels & Mafia Love after Marriage Stories

My whole life i have been in my sisters shadows. Madelina was the best. She was the smart one, the beautiful one and the one my parents would sacrifice everything for. I have never thought about compeating with her not even when she destoryed my life and took my fiancee. But when my parents, the people i knew did not see me as her equal threw a paper at my face, my whole world stopped. They were asking em to take her place and marry Luciano. The devil faced Luciano that ruined everything he touched. The man who had asked for my sister but got me instead. Never had i thought that he would be the man to free me and show me a world i mattered and was loved.

She was born in a cage. He offered her a golden one. 19-year-old Amara Leone has spent her life under the rule of her brutal uncle, leader of a small but ruthless mafia branch. After her parents’ murder, she was “taken in,” but instead of love, she received scars. But one day, everything changed. She’s told she’s being married off to the heir of the Romano Mafia Empire—Dominic Romano. Cold. Calculating. Known as The Black King in the underworld. No one dares disobey him. His enemies disappear. His lovers don’t last. To Dominic, the marriage is a deal—peace between rival territories, and a woman he doesn’t want, but must own. To Amara, it’s another prison. But what neither expected… was the fire. But behind everything: WHY IS DOMINIC SO OBSESSED ABOUT HER.

WARNING!!! This novel contains sexual contents that are only suitable for mature minds. Should not be read by underages. "On your hands and knees," he growls out while opening a drawer, digging into it, and bringing out a condom. I hear him but I'm preoccupied with the sight of him ripping open a condom with his teeth like a feral animal and rolling it onto his hard cock. "What did I say, Samantha?" He doesn't wait for my response, just pushes me onto all fours. His tip pressed against my entrance for a second, sliding up and down through my pussy, coating his cock with my wetness. Then he plunges inside me in one swift thrust. *** Samantha is forced to marry Lucenzo even though she doesn't want to. Lucenzo has no place in his life for a wife but one look at Samantha and he wants her in his bed and under him.

"Don't waste your time doing those." I heard his deep voice behind me as l accidentally dropped the spoon in my hand. "I-I wanted to make you breakfast." I replied in a timid voice, a little higher than a whisper. "I'm not hungry." He grumbled as he walked past me to settle on a stool. "Okay." I mumbled as I stood there like a statue not knowing what to do next. "You look hot in that dress." He smirked as he poured some scotch into a glass cup before taking a sip. "it's a pity I don't see you as a woman." "what do you see me as then?" | asked as I blinked away the tears forming in my eyes. "Just a pet." he shrugged. "not my fault your parents sold you to me." "What are you talking about? I'm your wife." I say as l glared at him. "Really? who told you that?" "My parents told me you loved me that was why you married me." My voice broke as I remembered how my parents convinced me into agreeing to our marriage. "Well, your parents lied." *************** Priscilla williams was forced into an arranged marriage because of her parent's debt to powerful mafia king Alfonso de Luca. Alfonso is known to be a cold and powerful person who thinks love is a man's weakness but what happens when Priscilla slowly becomes his weakness.

Julian Vance doesn’t negotiate—he conquers. When my family’s high-fashion empire collapsed under a mountain of debt, he swooped in to buy it all. The only catch? The contract required my signature on a marriage license. With his bespoke suits and billion-dollar software empire, Julian is the ultimate cold, corporate king. But behind closed doors, he rules an international shadow cartel with blood on his hands. He expected a quiet, submissive trophy wife to sit in his gilded New York penthouse. He’s about to learn I don't break easily. The harder I fight him, the more his icy detachment melts into a violent, protective obsession. But just as the lines between bitter hatred and raw passion begin to blur, I uncover the devastating truth: Julian didn't choose me by accident. My father slaughtered his family fifteen years ago, and my new husband is using me as bait to exact his final revenge.

Ten years ago, fourteen-year-old orphan Lumiere fled the ashes of a burning Italian villa with fifty euros, a broken memory, and a deadly bounty on her head. She escaped to the freezing streets of Helsinki, where she found what seemed like a miracle. A quiet bakery with an unbelievably cheap lease where she could finally build an ordinary life. For ten years, she baked bread, guarded her independence, and believed she had no one left in the world. She was wrong. The bakery she thought was her safe haven had been carefully arranged and secretly watched over by Mikael Koskivirta, the powerful billionaire who rules the Nordic underworld. He bought the building on the very day Lumiere signed the lease, quietly protecting her from the international cartels hunting the last surviving heir of a fallen mafia dynasty. Lumiere knows nothing about him until a corrupt municipal inspector storms into her bakery and threatens the life she has built. Then Mikael steps out of the shadows and ends the threat on her floorboards. In one terrifying moment, Lumiere's peaceful life is shattered. Her buried memories begin to surface, and she is pulled into Mikael's coastal fortress, where she learns that the danger chasing her has never truly disappeared. With rival Italian factions closing in and breaching their security systems, Mikael gives her an ultimatum: her quiet life is over. If she wants to survive the coming war, she must sign a binding marriage contract and take her place as queen of the Pohjola syndicate. But trusting Mikael may be just as dangerous as the people hunting her. Caught between her desperate need for freedom and the growing attraction she cannot ignore, Lumiere must decide whether to fight the dangerous man who has secretly shaped her world or trust him with her life.

"You'll be dead within a year," her uncle said, signing her life away with a stroke of his pen. "But at least you'll finally be useful." Ivy Rowan had always been invisible. Starved, beaten, and silenced by the family that stole her inheritance. When her uncle's debts catch up to him, she becomes the payment. He sold her to Dorian Vale, the billionaire mafia lord cursed to bury every woman he marries. Twelve brides. Twelve graves. All within a year. Dorian doesn't expect his thirteenth bride to last any longer. She's fragile, flinches at every sound. Her weakness annoys him. She never fights back and barely speaks. But then he notices something strange. She doesn't fear him. And that wakes something in him he thought was long dead. It turns out the curse isn't supernatural. It's murder. Someone is killing the brides. And the killer has already chosen their next victim. Dorian has never saved anyone. Ivy has never been worth saving. Will Dorian's cold heart thaw in time to save her? Or will Ivy become the final victim of his curse?

Ava Sinclair died pregnant, betrayed by the two people she trusted most, her husband and her best friend. When she opens her eyes again, she’s twenty six again and back in the moment before her life fell apart. This time, she refuses to walk into the same trap. She rejects marrying her boyfriend Luca and opted for an arranged marriage with Damien Moretti Ava knows Damien isn’t marrying her for love. He’s marrying her because it’s his duty , He warns her not to expect affection from him but she told him she'll make him fall in love with her. He laughed it off. But the more he pushes her away, the more Damien starts to crumble, revealing a possessive, caring man. “You don’t have to love me,” Ava said to him softly, but I'll love you. And when the truth behind her past life’s betrayal resurfaces, Ava realizes fate isn’t done with her yet… and neither is her marriage to Damien Moretti.

I poured out my heart to him, telling him everything and not leaving a single part out of it. "Please, Don Xander, I will be grateful if you could grant me just this one wish" I begged desperately, my voice cracking at the end, even though I tried so hard to stay strong. He tilted his head to one side and smirked. "I can do that for you" he said, and my eyes beam with happiness immediately. "But..." He trailed off, swirling his drink in his hand. "What do I get in return for helping you? After all, it's all about give and take" My jaw dropped instantly. His playboy attitude playing in my head. "I... I can't... I mean, I'm sorry Don Xander but I'm not the type of girl who sleeps around with men. If it's okay with you, I can work for you instead" I suggested. He wave his index finger, shaking his head. "No, Bella" he said in a low, husky voice. Then, he rose from his seat and walked towards to me, his movement graceful and deliberate. I shivered, still seated as he crouched beside me. He leaned closer to my face and I tilted my head to look at him in the eyes. "If I will help you..." he whispered, his warm breath sending shivers down my spine. "You must give me something in return" "What do you want?" I asked in a low voice. His eyes gleamed with intensity. "I want you, Isabella" he whispered, his lips grazing my ear. I jerked back, shocked by his request. "Don Xander!" I exclaimed, my voice trembling.

Warning: Mature Content Shock, cold and absolute, rippled through me. My jaw dropped. “Owned? I am not an object! You can’t just—” His dark chuckle cut me off. It was a chilling sound, devoid of warmth. “Oh, but I do, little bird. You became mine the moment your dear brother, Carlos, sold you to clear his debts. Along with almost all the shares in your father’s company.” The air left my lungs in a ragged gasp. What was he talking about? That couldn't be true, yet the look in his eyes said otherwise. He had sold me like an object, like chattel. Rage, raw and unadulterated, surged through me, eclipsing the fear for a fleeting moment. I tried to push past him, to escape and to run anywhere but his hand shot out, grabbing me by the neck, not quite choking but enough to hold me in an iron grip. He pinned me to the wall, his face inches from mine, his eyes burning with an intense possessive fire. “You now belong to Lorenzo Blackwood,” he growled, his voice low and dangerous. “You are mine. To possess. To claim. To own.”

Bianca Salvatore has spent her entire life learning one thing: never trust anyone. Raised in foster homes and shaped by a childhood she would rather forget, Bianca had built herself into what had become the nightmare of even the most powerful men in the underworld —a highly skilled, cold-blooded assassin with a reputation for never failing a contract. Then she is given the contract of a lifetime: kill Luca Vincenzo, the ruthless and untouchable leader of the most powerful mafia cartel in Boston. Luca is everything Bianca has been trained to kill—dangerous, calculating, wealthy, and seemingly impossible to kill. When Bianca's assassination attempt goes wrong, she finds herself at Luca's mercy. Instead of killing her, Luca offers her a deal, one that changes everything. A temporary alliance between an assassin and the man she was hired to kill. But living together under the same roof changes everything. Luca discovers that the woman sent to murder him is far more complicated than the ruthless killer she pretends to be, with wounds, secrets, and a desperate longing for something she has never allowed herself to want: a home. And Bianca begins to discover that the monster she was sent to kill may not be the monster she believed him to be. As their attraction grows, the lines between captor and captive, enemy and ally, slowly begin to disappear. But love is dangerous in the mafia world. And someone is willing to destroy both of them to get what they want. Bianca must decide what is more important to her: the freedom she has spent her entire life fighting for, or the man she was supposed to kill. When an assassin falls in love with her target, the dangerous question is not who will die? But who will betray whom first?

After losing her parents in a tragic plane crash, Elara Harrington is sold into marriage to a feared mafia billionaire to repay a debt she never owed. Cold, ruthless, and incapable of love, Dorian Damaris only needs a wife to secure his inheritance. Elara is merely a convenient solution. But as their forced marriage draws them closer, the lines between obligation and desire begin to blur. Just when Elara starts to trust the man behind the monster, a deadly war, and long-buried secrets threaten to tear everything apart. As shocking truths about her past come to light, she discovers that the life she remembers is built on lies and that someone will do anything to keep the truth buried. In a world ruled by power, betrayal, and revenge, Elara must decide if love is worth risking everything for.

Julienne had always prided herself on her sense of justice. As a criminal detective, she believed she would be able to do anything for the truth. That is until the lies looked right into her eyes and smiled. When she came home after a breakup text from her boyfriend of a year, Hades Bianchi, only to meet him and her sister, Lorelai, newly engaged and supposedly expecting a child, Julienne's world tilted on its axis. She is determined to stop the wedding, even if she has to dabble into murky waters, like kissing him hours before the wedding. But things get even messier when Lorelai doesn't show up to the ceremony and she is found dead in front of the cathedral, in her wedding dress. In order to cover up the scandal, the head of the Bianchi family decides to cover up the murder and have Julienne take her sister's place. Julienne agrees, mostly because she is the only one who knows how Hades looks when he isn't remorseful. But now that she is in his bed, his wedding band around her finger, desire and the truth collide, and Julienne will soon find out that the two may never be able to exist in the same space.

His hot breath feathered the skin by my ear. “You raised your hand to me…” I felt a smack on my right thigh. It was so quick and sudden and it definitely stung a bit. “You actually dared to slap me, Enzo Garcia” There was another smack, and then another. “Aah! Please, stop” He grabbed my face. “Open your eyes” I did, meeting his gaze. “You've been a very bad girl” he whispered, as I felt the whip being trailed up my skin. He paused between my legs and I felt an unnatural heat building up before he continued to go up, his eyes never leaving mine. “You know what happens to bad girls? They're punished.” With that, he brought the whip down on my chest and I let out another groan of pain. ~~~ When Olivia takes her sister's place and is sold to the mafia king to pay off her parents debts, she's thrust into a world of crime, danger and passion. And she is faced with but one choice— To submit.

~ A Steamy Romance Novella ~ “I was afraid,” he whispered, hands sliding up her legs. “Afraid that with all this danger, I'd have to admit what I really want. Who I want.” “And?” She gasped under her breath as his fingers trailed into her inner thighs. “What do you want?” Under lidded eyes, his gaze never wavered. “You.”  … Cold, logical and determined to protect his legacy, Roman Ricci needs a respectable wife for six months to gain the remnants of his father's legacy. Following an assassination attempt, Wounded and hunted by his power-hungry uncle, he finds himself in the home of Eva, the feisty stranger and bookstore owner that saved his life. On discovering her desperate needs, he decides on her as a perfect candidate. She needs money, he needs a wife. Thus, she agrees to six months of pretending in return for ten million. It should be nothing more than a business arrangement, but as enemies close in and attraction flies high, neither is certain where the act stops and their real desires begin. As time ticks and obstacles loom, it's up to them to define if their feelings would end or if this contract marriage holds something more.

“I now pronounce you husband and wife,” the priest announced, a knowing smirk tugging at his lips. “You may now kiss your bride.” Enzo Caruso’s jaw tightened. His new wife was nothing like the woman he expected. “Don’t expect me to be gentle,” he warned. He didn’t wait for permission. His hand locked around her chin, and his mouth crashed against hers—dominant, demanding, and meant to remind her who was in control. But he forgot one thing. Lokie Martin never submitted. She bit him. Hard. Enzo stumbled back with a sharp hiss, blood dripping from the corner of his lips and staining his perfect white sleeve. “Psycho bitch,” he snarled. Lokie only smiled. Slowly, she licked the blood from her lips, her eyes gleaming with something dangerously wild. “Now,” she whispered, “we’re married.” And for the first time in Enzo Caruso’s life, he wondered if he had just married his greatest enemy… or his greatest obsession. Everyone knew Lokie Martin. A psychopath. A monster. A woman who wore violence like a crown. She never denied the rumors. Because when the world took everything from her, Lokie had only one purpose left—protecting her little sister, Dawn. But protecting Dawn meant making the ultimate sacrifice: marrying Enzo Caruso, the ruthless heir of the Caruso Mafia empire, in a marriage designed to end a bloody war between their families. Enzo wanted a quiet, obedient wife. Someone who would bring peace to the chaos of his dangerous world. Instead, he got Lokie. A woman with sharp teeth, a sharper tongue, and a soul too broken to be tamed. Their marriage was supposed to be a temporary alliance. Until hatred turned into fascination. Fights became the only moments they understood each other. Till neither of them could walk away.

Ivy Wesley believed that marrying a wealthy stranger would be her golden escape from a life of struggle. Lorenzo Martinelli was supposed to be her way out: her fresh start, her answer to every prayer whispered in the dark. But the moment the mansion doors shut behind her, Ivy understood the truth. She hadn’t stepped into a fairy tale. She had walked straight into the lion’s den. The whispers about the Martinelli family’s ties to the Mafia aren’t just rumors; they’re real, and now Ivy is bound to them by a ring on her finger and secrets she can never unlearn. Now Ivy faces an impossible choice: run while she still can, or stand her ground beside the man who could destroy her as easily as he protects her. In a world where betrayal lurks behind every polished smile and devotion can cost a life, can their love endure… or will it be the very thing that brings everything crashing down?

I had two choices. Get sold off by my father to an old decreipt man to seal a business deal OR Run away. *** Celestia Dominic, insisting on her refusal to get married to an old man, runs away to live her own life but by means of pure coincidence, she ends up with the same man who has every intention of wiping her out her entire family and worse, SHE MARRIES HIM! Now, Celestia must hide her identity and her location but she can't help the fact that she's falling for a person who won't hesitate to kill her and her father wants to bring her back home by all means.

Her eyes widened as she backed away in fear. How did this person suddenly appeared in her house?who was the? she had never known him.she hadn't even uttered the thought aloud. A person looked at her coldly. "How did you get in there ? it's easy. who am l ? l'm your husband