A Bride For The Mafia Lord Romane & Geschichten

On the eve of our wedding, my fiancé, the heir to the Mafia, told me to give my title to another woman and become his mistress. So I left my wedding gown on the floor and chose to marry the Don. If I couldn't be his wife, I would become his Madre. "Miss, Mr. Lorenzo is here," our maid, Maria, announced as she pushed the door open, her voice trembling with excitement. A personal visit from the heir was an honor.

I said, voice calm. Her chin lifted. “You gave it to me.” “And now I’m taking it back.” “You gave it because I earned it, not because I begged.” That was her mistake. She thought I was a man who could be defied in front of my family, my men, my empire… and still be forgiven. She thought this was love. No. This is the mafia. This is war dressed in vows and veils. This is me showing her what happens when a substitute bride forgets she was never meant to wear the real ring.

HIS SECRET WIFE: (MARRIAGE OF CONVIENCE MAFIA ROMANCE) Tropes: Forced promiximity, Plus size FMC, Mafia, Sweet mafia romance, marriage of convience, Brandy: My husband is disgusted and ashamed of me. Everyone laughed when I walked down the aisle. We were forced to marry and all he wants to do is get rid of me. His family resorted to starving me for days so I could lose weight. Once again, I am alone. I just need to keep my head down and stay out of his way.

The ceremony was about to begin. I took a slow breath, trying to calm my heart that felt like it might explode. This was really happening. This marriage was truly happening. I, Lucia the fat bride, was going to marry Alexandro De Luca, the handsome mafia man who bound me with a contract marriage.

She would be his queen, and their children would grow up strong and powerful. Asher, one of her dad’s men, held out his hand. Larissa placed hers in his. He looked at her for a moment, and when she nodded, he gave the signal. The big church doors opened with a loud creak, and everyone turned to see the bride. Larissa, the mafia princess, walked down the aisle. Her head was held high, and a tiny smile played on her lips. Everyone wished they could be her. Not even in their wildest dreams.

I do! The priest looked at the other couple and said to the bride, "Miss Huang Xin, do you want this man to be your husband and enter into an engagement with him? Love him, take care of him, respect him, accept him, and remain faithful to him forever until the end of your life, regardless of illness or health or any other reason? Huang Xin replied, "I do". She shouted countless "I do" in her heart, and was so excited that she wanted to shed tears.

Nathan stated as he looked at the final reports for his new hotel opening. “Oh come on boss! This is not just like any other day! NewYork most Mafia Lord is getting married! And you know after getting married you will be stuck with one woman only and can’t have taste of the beauty of world? Are you ready for this sacrifice?” Ben teased him. “Who is going to stop me from having taste of other beauties? Did anything ever before stopped me?” Nathan asked arrogantly and snickered as if ben had just cracked a very lame joke.

" Ace sat by Ava's bedside, staring at her until she finally fell asleep. He kissed her forehead and left the room afterward. After meeting with his father to discuss the final arrangements, he went back into the bedroom and Kay beside her. The day passed by quickly and soon, both Ava and Ace were standing before the priest. She had selected an off-white, lacy bridal dress. It hugged her body, revealing her curves and she looked exceptionally beautiful. Her hair was curled up and her make up was nicely done. Ace looked dashing as well, with a white suit and a gentle smile on his lips. In the audience were his father, Black Axe, some of his trusted underlings and representatives from each of

Mia’s pov. My forkful of sticky rice got frozen mid air as soon as father’s next words echoed around the dining table. “One of you is getting married to Mr. Romero the Third of the Romero family, an underboss of the mafia in a few days.” His voice was void of any kind of emotions as usual, but the authority behind those words wasn’t absent. I glanced up at my identical twin, Maeve, who was sitting directly before me at the table, she had her knife frozen in the air while her mouth was parted in nothing but shock.

Now I know the reason why he can't be in love with me even though he ends up loving me it's impossible, But why me?, why must it be me? I just want to know how dating him would feel, I am not sure it's love,but I just want to know what dating a mafia would be, " let's make a deal, I be your bride for a year and if it works out then we can continue if it doesn't we go our separate ways" I said stretching my hands forward, to seal the deal. I could see the confusion in his eyes, he expected me to retreat, but this would be my new challenge, to exploring my fantasy," deal?" I persist,