Betrothed To The Mafia Lord Novels & Stories

"Yes, he has always been jealous that I was next in line of taking over the business not just legally but also illegally." Brooke's pov Wow, I can't believe what he just told me. Mafia? Did I marry a freakin mafia boss? "Why haven't I met the gang?" I asked him. "You met some of my men the night of our wedding but I will formally introduce you to everyone after the funeral and babe you have to be hard on them and show them no fear because you're my wife and it's expected that I have a wife that doesn't take shit from no one," he said.

She was already exhausted. Already trapped. Before her stood Bruno DeLuca—the mafia lord no one dared defy, a man even governments feared. And he wanted her. Lidia realized the truth with terrifying clarity. She had stepped into a lion’s den. And she didn’t know if she would ever walk out alive. Because he was no longer just her master. He was her predator. And she— Was his prey.

As I try to free myself from their grip my body starts to feel weaker and weaker until I faint. ************* (Dimitri P.O.V.) I sigh exhausted. I still can’t believe everything that has happened in just a few hours. Tatiana came back, I almost lost my wife who was escaping to who-knows-where behind my back due to my mother’s lies, and then I found out that Tatiana betrayed me with the son of Alessandro Esposito who is now the new head of the Italian mafia. I can’t believe I was so blind that I never realized my girlfriend was having an affair with Vincent Esposito. I feel like a fool, but I don’t have time to dwell on it, I have to find her as soon as possible. We have been looking for Tati

He asked with concern. I placed the liquor glass on the table and replied honestly, "She's in my head all the time." I muttered to their hearing, leaned back on the chair and closed my eyes. "And as if I never had such a cloudy head and mood, my mom suddenly proposed the idea of getting married to a girl. Said we were betrothed ever since we were…" I ruffled my hair angrily and angrily poured myself a drink. "Betrothed ? How does the girl look? Does she look hot?" Owen suddenly interrupted me with shiny eyes as if that was what he cared about despite my explanation.

“But you are also helping me now, don’t you? What will happen if I tell Daemon that you also betray him? What would the people of the district say about him? They can’t say anything that could damage you because your reputation is already known. They will mock Daemon for getting on with a woman like you. A powerful mafia leader like him has been led on by a prostitute named Maddy Johnson. He gave you half of his life and yet you betrayed him. I think that would be considered as the ugliest truth, my girl.” Vito laughed in the line. Maddy can’t help but bit her lips until it bleeds. This bastard never failed to make her feel as tiny as a dirt on a fingernail. Time will come when she will retu

He cautioned I could see the part of him scared of whatever answer I was going to give him. “I knew something like this would come up, and I've thought about it for a while, I told you I would never become a trophy wife to you, we are in this through life and death. It's your mafia, but the moment we exchanged rings, it has also become mine. So YES, I would very much love to be initiated into the mafia.” I answered while looking at the stormy grey orbs that lit up immediately he heard and comprehended my answer.

he replied and took a step closer to me, "I need you to know Ms. Moretti, this is not an ordinary gala, it's also a display of dominance in this world of ours." "What world? Is there something I need to know now?"I asked and Mr. Bianchi stepped forward "I am sure you must have heard rumors about me being involved in the mafia world," he said and I looked away immediately, he moved closer to me, gently placing his hand on my chin and raising my head up to meet his eyes. "Well, you didn't hear wrong. Most of the people you are meeting today are involved in the mafia world and it's not just that, Marco had also stepped his foot into that world with your money, so you should know you are going t

A room of killers, traitors, rulers of blood and shadow. The Moretti Mafia. My new family. They turned. Looked. Stared. At me. The whispers began. “So that’s her...” “The Wolf Bride...” “The American heiress...” Their hunger was very obvious. Like wolves scenting a bleeding doe. Nero smiled. “She’s exquisite, isn’t she?” His voice cut through the murmurs. “Mine. Body and soul. The final bond of our bloodlines.” A glass clinked. A toast was raised.

“The Devil himself.” My interest piqued, and I tilted my head slightly to eavesdrop. “They call him that because no one crosses him and survives. Dante Romano. He’s the youngest capo dei capi in history.” I snorted. “Isn’t that what they call every mafia boss with a decent kill count?” Amara laughed, leaning closer. “No, Sophia. This one’s different. They say he’s ruthless. Cold. The kind of man who doesn’t ask for respect—he takes it.” She smirked. “The Devil himself. Dante Romano.”

Nico's proud side spoke louder and he gave up on reconciliation until he found out what Maddie's involvement with Bartolomeo's right-hand man was. He just analyzed the situation. He made his research and found out that Raffaele was a very nice and flirtatious young man. But not a womanizer. Raffaele always said he would only open the door to a woman he saw could be his wife. Bartolomeo liked Maddie, and if Raffaele wanted her, the boss would be more than happy to accept the match. The guy was like a son to Bartolomeo, but he wasn't linked to the mafia by blood, so there wouldn't be any big problems. He was a Made Man or Uomo d'onore [1].