Arranged Marriage Books Mafia Novels & Stories

Chapter 21 Even when I was a kid, I never thought of marrying someone. Until now that I am an adult, I never give it a thought. For me, marriage is only for those who have an ordinary life. But for people like us living in a world where blood and danger comes around all the time, marriage is not in our vocabulary. I have known a lot of Mafias tying the knot, but they are not in love unlike what we usually watch in dramas. In this world we have, arranged marriage is in demand. Tie the knot with the other clan with their own benefits.

Nikolay asked frowning in confusion. “Haven’t you wondered how I was planning on going out when my Brooke family card was disabled?” I asked raising an eyebrow. It was traditional that when a girl got married in the mafia family world, everything that belonged to her from her family stayed there. She took her things from her husband and his family, and that included money. The only things she was allowed to keep were her personal belongings. That included clothes, jewels, and if she had her own private businesses.

Gianna Ammassari The evening felt like a dream, perfect, almost surreal. As I stepped out of the sleek black car, I caught my reflection in the glass doors and blushed at the sight. My emerald green Valentino dress hugged me in all the right places, making me feel like I belonged beside Nico Baldocchi—the leader of one of Sicily’s most powerful mafia families and soon to be my husband.

I was grateful to our parents, for the Mafia's Arranged Love. --- The End --- A/N: So... that was it. Thank you for loving my story. My other works here: 1) Love Of The Mafia King (Ruby & Vexon's story) 2) The Extrovert Weds The Introvert (Blaze & Diva's story) 3) The Secret Of My Boss (Aria & Zaiden's story) 4) The Vampire Potion (Alexander & Becca's story)

This office was the only place in Miami where I didn't feel like someone was trying to put a bullet in my spine. "The marriage is trending," Daniel said. He stood, sliding the burner phone into his jacket pocket. He tracked my hands as I opened the laptop. "Three hours as a husband. How's it feel, Santiago?" "Like a business deal with a deadline." I didn't look at him. I couldn't. I’d spent forty years avoiding the leash, and now I’d let a dying old man and a pretty face snap one around my neck. Lanka Cruz. I’d read the file Daniel had compiled. It was a blood-soaked resume. Excessive spending. Brawls in Milan. Nightclubs in Paris that ended with the police clearing the floor. He was a liabi

On the other someone as sweet as she is should be blissfully unaware of the things that go on in the dark. Shit. I had no idea Carlo Toro has a daughter. And there goes me enjoying her like the zefir she reminds of, sweet, delicate, and soft. I cannot touch the daughter of my ally without severe repercussion. He would demand marriage and I would pay for it with everything he could get his greedy hands on. An odd relief comes over me to hear her speak of no man in the Outfit asking for her. Usually marriage contracts in the mafia were set at sixteen then fulfilled as soon as the girl became eighteen or finished high school. The women went straight from their father’s home to their husband’s.

one of the books will be about Francesca Luciano and Gianpaolo De Santis, called To Tame my Mafia husband. Here's the blurb as a little spoiler. She ends up taming the ruthless Mafia's heart. Francesca Luciano was forced to marry a man whom she had never met. Rumors said that he kills without batting an eyelash. Burnt down buildings and massacred people who went against him. Kidnaps girls because he's a slimy old pervert. To escape from this forced arranged marriage, Francesca tried every trick in the book. But she didn't expect her slimy old pervert husband to have dangerously sharp jaws, piercing grey eyes and strong tattooed hands that ignite fire whenever they touched her in places that

All I had to do was place my finger in the center and a screen would appear accessing my fingerprints before I gained access to the room. I stepped in, the shelves positioned neatly with several array of books. I may not know Derek that well but I have never seen him with a single book, how then did he have a library filled with all kinds of romance and thriller genre. I recognise a few of which I had read during my university days. I picked a new book on the shelf “Prodigal Dare”

Every little girl dreams about her wedding day, but only a few live to see the day. Girls born into mafia families don’t have the luxury of choosing who they spend the rest of their lives with. We’re traded like livestock to ensure we kept alliances, and some don’t even live to see it past five years. I suppose I can be lucky; well, it depends on how you look at it I guess. “Getting married in all black and red. Yeah, you’re definitely still Amaretto under that baby bump.” I roll my eyes when I hear Gio behind me and I turn around to face him.

I did bad things and I wasn't no saint but taking children, selling them and training them into assassins was something I couldn't tolerate. I know fully well that our partnership being terminated would incure a huge loss on his path but I can't have a child trafficking business going on in my mafia. I ordered Perez to shut down the organisation but I got word from my uncle that the disgusting trade was still going on. Seemed Perez liked doing things the hard way and I was more than happy to show him how I handled people who defied my orders. By the time we landed, Alina had stirred up from her slumber.