Arranged Marriage Mafia Books Novels & Stories

Hello once again people i am here with my new book, if you haven't read my previous book , check it out and all the old books are completed., Second book - Greatest regret (it on soulmate) Third book- Rich jerk innocent bride.(it on billionaire man and poor girl setting) And this one on (Mafia) . enjoy

My heart shattered into a million pieces. “Who?” The question slipped out before I could stop it, my voice trembling. I hated how small I sounded. “It doesn’t matter,” Nico said, his voice cold and distant. “What matters is that you understand where we stand. This marriage is a business arrangement, nothing more.” Business arrangement. The words were like a knife to the heart. I had always known that our marriage was meant to unite our families, to strengthen our power. But I had hoped, prayed even, that there would be more to it—that maybe, just maybe, Nico actually liked me somewhat.

Waiting for Darryl to leave, Anne let out a breath, her tense body finally relaxed and leaned back in the chair. "Didn't expect Darryl Rider to want to marry our daughter." Mr. Joshua ruffled his hair and muttered. "It's actually possible, as long as he's willing to help our family." "Noway." "Cannot." Anne and Regina exclaimed at the same time. If Mr. Joshua could understand that Regina was against marrying Darryl because she was afraid, he was baffled by his wife's overreaction. "Isn't this a good thing for Regina? Even though she's a bit disadvantaged to be the wife of a notorious mafia boss." Mr. Joshua told Mrs. Anne.

Pleasing his wife meant trying to share some of her interests, but he didn’t expect to be pages deep into a story about some Afghans and their wars. This was not a romance story. He shut the copy of A Thousand Splendid Suns. He only enjoyed her mafia romance novels when he was reading them to her, or he would have started with those. They contained lots of misinformation about the mafia, but Camilla cared more for the main leads happy ever afters so he kept shut. Maybe that was why she liked the books. They were a respite from her mafia reality. The long-awaited call came in. His phone buzzed on the hotel bed, and he tossed the book on it. He picked up the device and murmured a gruff, “Tell

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Vikra said without even listening to her pleas. He was going to get up and leave when she again interrupted while gaining his attention who was standing at the opposite end of the table. “At Least for once, listen to this condition. It needs to be addressed before we get.. Before we get MARRIED” Nitra said not willing to accept that she was going to marry him, a ruthless mafia. “SAY” Vikram spoke with a husky tone throwing diggers in her soul looking into her eyes as they will suck out her life any moment now.

"Half of the couple in the Mob we're in are arranged. Look how that turned out. We may have different morals from the rest, but we protect our own. We kill those who hurt our own. We die for our own." Was this true? I didn't know. I wasn't brought up attending balls and galas orchestrated by the men of Mafia and make it look like a charity case for the people outside of business. I never learned how gossip in the Mafia worked. I was sheltered, if anything. I was trained to combat but I was not really as skilled socially like Lucas is. In fact, I find it hard to believe that half of the men in the mafia were once arranged to wed a stranger. I was taught that marriage was sacred. My father sai

The only solution was an arranged marriage with Zane Mendoza, the man who now owned their debts —and, apparently, me. I hadn’t known until then just how far Zane’s reach extended. That the man I had married as a reckless nineteen-year-old wasn’t just a playboy but the heir to a secret mafia dynasty. Now, he was the mafia don himself, a man whose power and influence were as terrifying as they were undeniable. And I had walked right into his trap for the second time. I had tried to argue with my parents, to disagree with them and make them see reasons why this marriage could not hold. But they were adamant and wouldn’t listen to me.

He is a TRILLIONAIRE! Not only that, but he is also a Mafia boss. However, surprisingly, his mafia doesn't engage in killing like other criminal organizations. Instead, he protects people, which has earned him many enemies, or so I've heard. To be honest, I don't know much about him, and I have never really bothered to find out. This is because of what happened between us five years ago, on my birthday. Jessica and I made a pact to get extremely drunk on our 20th birthday. It was on that day that I met Bryan for the first time. Despite being my brother's best friend, I had never crossed paths with him before, unlike Jessica, who had spent a lot of time with him while growing up. This was bef

“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.