Arranged Marriage Mafia Books Novels & Stories

I hope this Teen Mafia-Werewolf Romance Story will entertain you more. ______________ Volume 1: The Love In Your Eyes Chapter 001: Arranged Marriage Awareness Melissa's POV When my father told me I should come back to the City to complete my High School which I was in my last semester. I felt it was odd. Transferring school at such a delicate stage. I hope he could give me the chance to complete school where I was. Once I arrived in his City, he set up an arranged marriage with me.

“You don’t need me to explain the details unless you need me to spell it out for you what it means to be married, yeah?” My firm grip loosened as I let go of my fork. Roman Vicavoche! He acted so high and mighty just because Father listened to him. I bet he was also the one who suggested this marriage. Clenching my fists, I took a sharp breath and met with Roman’s gaze. If I couldn’t decline this, then I wouldn’t be a Vale. “I disagree,” I said in a firm voice, enduring the heavy stares from my family. “I’m not going to marry that man from our enemy.”

Especially in the state my mind was currently in. "I thought you said I did mean something to you, though?" Lena asked in a muted tone as she tried to control her emotions. "That came out wrong," I admitted. "I just meant that the marriage was arranged. It's not like I actually proposed to you. It wasn't an emotional choice it was logical. “This marriage is and was completely controlled by the politics of our countries. And it is our duty, all emotion aside, to make sure we follow through with the promises that our father's made. Love and duty don't always go hand in hand. Sometimes you have to choose."

Uncle Stefan, uncle Vlad, and Kirill follow him. “I don’t care what the rest of you think. I know I am right. Dimitri was forced into this marriage because my husband needed a way to control the Solis mafia and Victoria agreed to marry my son to save her family. The Solis mafia no longer exists and Victoria doesn’t need to protect her family anymore. The deal is off. We all know it and they are both free to do what they want with their lives. Now my son can be with the woman he truly loves and stop settling for... her,” Anastasia says with disdain. I feel as if I had been stabbed in the stomach. Her words are so hurtful they cause me physical pain.

Even during the time of my mentor, when we were unable to find much information about the Alveraz Italian Mafia Group, we were as good as it could get. Marridge, isn’t it a feeble attempt? Or is it the best one someone got under their side? It will keep my brother not only with me but also in front of their eyes. They can blackmail me, use me, or do anything, making sure that if it ever comes to legal formalities, my words will mean nothing and I could easily be thrown under a bus. Beyond the words that he wants revenge on the Russian mafia, what about after it? I rub the back of my neck and the sides, making sure there is no blood left. A hand suddenly comes around me; instinctively, I turn

She gasped, my words lodging straight into her heart. Her lips trembled. "I... I heard you talking about mum. About bartering me away to the highest bidder. And I'm not even a DiMarco yet. Don't I even get a say in who I choose to spend the rest of my life with?" She asked desperately. "No, Bianca." I exhaled a frustrated breath, massaging my forehead. "It's the way things are. Arranged marriages are common in the mafia. I will hand you over to someone kind and respectful. It's the best I can offer."

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.

Glancing down at my Rolex,, I realize I have about five hours before my yearly date with my intended bride. Antonia and I have had an arranged marriage since I was four and she was nothing more than a fetus in her mom’s belly. Arranged marriages are nothing new in the underworld especially when it comes to treaties. That was the case for me and Antonia or Toni as she prefers to be called. Our marriage solidifies the alliance with the Russians and Italian mafias, who also have an alliance with the Irish, which was a different arranged marriage long before Toni and I were arranged to be married.

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

So she didn't. "I met up with my father. It's not enough his name and influence are preventing me from getting an honest job—he keeps trying to get me to marry some jerk." Mr. Fabio listened intently and frowned. "Maybe you should get married." Elena snorted. "If you want to, I mean," Mr. Fabio insisted. "Arranged marriages in the mafia don't deal with divorcees. Their ideal mafia woman needs to be pure, after all." Only Mr. Fabio could bring up the mafia traditions without sounding scared stiff or like he was threatening someone. Just another reason Elena admired the old man.