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err I mean marriage ever, thank you, Adeline ", my father said, he then stood up immediately without waiting for me to speak, and muttering something about new guns and more protection. I was speechless for a while as I processed my thoughts. It was common knowledge in the Cosa Nostra that most marriages were made because of profit and business alliances, and not out of love. Some even go as far as promising their children to people for a contract to be sealed. This was a common practice in the mafia, or at least so I heard. The Italian Mafia also known as the Cosa Nostra is the oldest Mafia and the first one to ever exist and it's base is here in Sicily. We have grown from generation to gen

⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING & DISCLAIMER This is a dark mafia romance with morally gray characters, explicit content, and unfiltered emotional intensity. If you’re uncomfortable with dominance, manipulation, violence, psychological tension, or non-traditional relationship dynamics, this book may not be for you. Married to the Monster explores themes of power, control, lust, betrayal, and obsession. The characters are flawed, dangerous, and unpredictable—and that’s exactly the point. This story contains: Explicit Erotica – No fade-to-black. High heat, raw passion, graphic intimacy.

ACE HERNANDEZ I was not surprised when my parents arranged a marriage for me. It is highly common. My own parents were arranged to marry and they have been together ever since. In a loveless marriage till death do them part. What a shitty way to live. I was fucking angry about having to marry some girl. A fucking Italian girl to top it off. There is nothing wrong with Italian girls but she is in the mafia. What would she even be like? Would our marriage be entirely loveless like my parents?

“I told you I’ll marry you. I meant it. But Liliane’s been sick all her life—barely made it through college. Her dream was to have a campus wedding. You really have to fight with this?” Once upon a time, when he talked about our arranged marriage, there had been smile in his eyes. “Eva,” he used to say, “we were born tied together. This bond—between Corleone and Valentino—isn’t just business. It’s fate. God’s will.” And I’d believed him. Every word. Believed that what tied us was destiny, not family benefits. So, when Liliane started showing up more and more often, I believed his excuses—every single one of them.

SHE WAS MARRIED TO A MAFIA AND IT WAS A LOVE STORY. THE END _____________________________________________________________ Note: Hello, welcome back to this story. I hope you all are doing well. This is the next and the last chapter of the story I will be uploading more stories go through them and for more updates follow me I will see you in next story till then take care see ya Bye Bye

“You’re not going to cram your new wife into that pool house, are you?” “New wife.” I exhaled, laying my head back and looking upward at the stars. I’d lived twenty-seven years without a woman at my side. Mi padre decided that was too long. After the blip our alliance went through, he decided it would be best to form another bond with the Italians. Cue my upcoming wedding. “You’re not changing your mind,” Em said. “The Mafia offered up their princess.” He laughed. “Of course, she’s not as pure as that redhead.”

A massive map of New York covered the center table, its surface crowded with colored pins, handwritten notes, and strings weaving between docks, warehouses, judges' offices, politicians' homes, shipping routes, and businesses. Alessandro stood at the head of the table, sleeves rolled to his forearms, one hand resting on the map. Lorenzo and the captains listened without interrupting. "If Moretti loses the Brooklyn route," Alessandro said calmly, sliding a black marker across the map, "he'll pressure the Bronx instead. He won't attack us directly... not yet." No one questioned him. No one argued. They simply adjusted the markers as he spoke. Valentina's breath caught. She had always imagined

I know he means well, but I am not interested in any arranged marriage to some mafia princess who maxes out my credit cards on breast implants and designer clothing. “No offense, old man, but things are different now. Arranged marriages are a thing of the past.” He almost jumped out of his seat and his eyes glared at me. “ Not in the mafia they’re not! You have until Christmas to find a wife or one will be arranged.” Christmas? But it’s already September. “Christmas? That’s three months!Where will I find a wife in that time?”

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.

One of my men said to me. Of course Lugard would try to do something stupid. After he heard I already got married to someone else who wasn't his daughter he was very furious. My father had made a deal to join the two Mafia families together through our marriage so the whole rival nonsense would come to an end. The idea wasn't appealing to me so of course I rejected it. "How did they manage to get past the mansion security?" I questioned darkly. "They didn't. Your wife planned to escape just like you predicted. I believe she was captured while still at the metro" He responded.