Betrothed To The Mafia Lord Novels & Stories

“I’m leaving now. I have to—for everyone’s safety.” “What?! Why?” Kate asked, confused. “You have to believe me,” Mia pleaded. “I don’t have time to explain everything, but your lives are in danger. The people who attacked Steve… they’re very dangerous. They won’t stop until they get what they want.” “Wait… what do they want?” Kate asked, trying to make sense of it all. “Me. They want me,” Mia replied. “But… why?” Kate asked. “My ex-husband is a ruthless mafia boss. I ran from him, but he’s found me. He won’t stop until I go back to him or he takes everything from me.”

the man said sternly and faced the air staring at nothing in particular. I was a bit confused by what he said; what did he mean by me being betrothed to the man inside who happened to be the ruthless and cruel sex addict king we always heard about, when and how did this happen, and how will such thing happen without my parents informing me? Was all this happening because of the piece of land? Why don't they give me time to work hard and pay them… What the hell am I saying? Where can I get the kind of job that will give me enough money to pay for the land?

he murmurs against my skin, his voice low, intimate, edged with the weight of all he is. “I don’t want you to be a mafia king,” I admit quietly, my voice trembling, my eyes dropping to avoid his heated gaze. For a moment, he freezes. His hands still on my belly, gripping gently but firmly, as if holding onto something precious. He tilts my chin up with deliberate care, forcing me to meet his eyes. “You married a mafia king,” he says softly, so low it vibrates through my chest. “You carry a mafia king’s child.” His forehead presses against mine, his breath mingling with mine, scorching yet tender.

the man said sternly and faced the air staring at nothing in particular. I was a bit confused by what he said; what did he mean by me being betrothed to the man inside who happened to be the ruthless and cruel sex addict king we always heard about, when and how did this happen, and how will such thing happen without my parents informing me? Was all this happening because of the piece of land? Why don't they give me time to work hard and pay them… What the hell am I saying? Where can I get the kind of job that will give me enough money to pay for the land?

The uncomfortable chair and cheap table didn’t bother him as much as the thoughts running through his head. Armani del Rossi was no ordinary man. He ruled his world from the shadows, the name “Del Rossi” whispered with fear and reverence across continents. He was a mafia lord—a ruthless, calculating figure who commanded loyalty through power and fear. Possession was his creed. Control was his doctrine. And anything he wanted, he took.

As I spoke to her and asked her about Bethany, it dawned on me that she was the same girl that was spotted four years ago with the Mafia Lord. I’ve been keeping tabs on him, trying to get him to help my cause, but he wasn’t responding to me and he wasn’t even attending to his duties anymore. Rumours had it that he suddenly gave up and abandoned his duties, but I never gave up and I never stopped searching for him and seeking for his help. One day, we got lucky and my boys spotted him at a club. From the reports I got that night, I was informed that they went home together that night and they actually spent the night together. Marco never uses a girl that way, that is why I was so surprised t

Mia’s pov. My forkful of sticky rice got frozen mid air as soon as father’s next words echoed around the dining table. “One of you is getting married to Mr. Romero the Third of the Romero family, an underboss of the mafia in a few days.” His voice was void of any kind of emotions as usual, but the authority behind those words wasn’t absent. I glanced up at my identical twin, Maeve, who was sitting directly before me at the table, she had her knife frozen in the air while her mouth was parted in nothing but shock.

he thundered and I laughed. "You are Luigi, the famous Luigi. How come you find it hard to find what you want?" I mocked and he clenched his jaws. "Okay." He stepped closer. "I am Luigi and I betrayed him, why? I am a Russian Mafia king and the same is the case for him, he is a mafia boss too. Meaning that he can betray people as well. You saw Carina and two men, One is her one nightstand who happened to be your brother, and guess who else knows about it? Rodion. He found him, hired him to be trained to be a soldier and he hid it from you."

She had to know more about the person behind the message. As she ponders her next move, Betty’s thoughts drifts to Mateo. She couldn’t deny the attraction she felt towards him at the library, the intensity of their skin almost touching made her blood boil, she shakes her head violently to end the thought. “After all he is a mafia boss, my captor, I can never trust him”. Yet, there was something about him that drew her in. Betty’s thoughts were conflicted, part of her wanted to rebel against her captor and flee from his grip while another part was drawn to him. She didn’t know what to do or who to trust.