Novel & Cerita Betrothed To The Mafia Lord

Instantly my attention was shifted to him, not only my attention, everyone's attention was turned to him. “What do you have to say?” I relaxed in my seat and removed my gun from my pocket, placing it on the table. “You, Javier Bezzio,” various gasps erupted from each side of the room immediately he called out my full name. In the Italian mafia law, what he did was forbidden and the punishment was a week in the dungeon. No matter how small that child may be, once he was proclaimed the lord of the house, no one has the right to call him by his name anymore.

Dante rested his hand on my stomach. “We need to tell you something,” Dominic said quietly. I turned to look at him. “something like what?” I asked, curiosity kicking in. Dante answered. “Dominic and I are bound by a family blood oath". Which means what? I asked completely confused. " Calm down, Lila." He continued, what it means is that whoever between both of us that gets you pregnant first becomes the undisputed Mafia Lord of the whole East Coast. Our father made it a compulsory law before he passed on. That’s why we couldn't afford to let you go. And that’s the same reason we both want you so much.”

I placed my hand in his, trembling, and he guided me into the chair. The ritual continued. I could barely hear the words of the oaths, too focused on the weight of Alessandro’s presence beside me, the way the men watched us both as though measuring, judging. When his blood was spilled on the saint’s image, the silence deepened binding us all in something ancient and terrifying. Then came the moment I feared the most. The officiant turned towards us. “Seal the bond. With a kiss.” My stomach tightened. My first instinct was panic—hundreds of mafia men, Alessandro’s cold eyes, Ginevra’s venomous glare drilling into me from the crowd.

Was he unkind? He had broken a man's neck. He will be the mob boss in New York. I whispered, "Father,Please don't make me marry that man," I begged. Father's face became more serious. "You'll wed Damon Vitiello. On that, Salvatore, his father, and I shook hands. You'll treat him well as a wife and act like a proper lady when you see him for the engagement celebrations." "Engagement celebration?" I repeated. My speech seemed far away, like though a fog had obscured my ears.

“What, how can you say such father you didn't even ask for my consent?” Azzura the only child of Mr. Tommaso and Mrs Gaia of the Sil clan, a small and almost seen to be weak clan screamed out at her father after hearing the news of her already planned marriage with her betrothed Francisco of the Ndranghetas Mafia Family. A very dangerous Mafia family ruled by the mighty strength of Don Giovanni a very ruggedly voracious man who believes in killing or be killed and the father to Francesco the betrothed to Azzura.

the man whispers urgently, "Rick hasn't been seen since the job. He was supposed to make the trade with the organization, but he never showed up with the hundreds of millions. What's going to happen?" Alonzo's brow furrows, his expression darkening. He ponders the revelation for a moment, and then his gaze turns to me, still obscured by the mask. Panic surges through me afresh. The man continues, "They mentioned he had a daughter, betrothed to you, ages ago. Her name is Julia Rocco." A shiver down my spine at the mention of my name. Betrothed? How? I watch as Alonzo's eyes narrow in thought, and then he chuckles, a sinister sound that sends chills down my spine.

"A union that would solidify our power and ensure our survival." Katya's breath hitched beside me, but I kept my focus on our father. "What kind of union?" "Marriage," he stated plainly. "To Damian Volkov." The name sent a chill down my spine. Damian Volkov, the infamous Alpha Mafia King, known for his ruthlessness and unyielding control over the underground world. A man whose mere presence commanded fear and respect. "You can't be serious," I replied, my voice steady despite the turmoil brewing within.

Anita's doubts still lingered in the back of his mind, but he was determined to prove her wrong. days later, Alfredo prepared his army, planning and strategizing every move. Anita watched from the sidelines, her worries never fully dissipating. "Please be careful, Alfredo," she pleaded one more time, Alfredo kissed her forehead gently, his eyes filled with determination. "I promise, Anita, I will return to you. But first, I must fulfill my destiny. I must bring down Alexander and take my rightful place as the ruling mafia kingpin." He said, With those words, Alfredo set out to lunch his attacks with his loyal soldiers by his side. The streets became a battleground as rival factions clashed,

He broke out into sobs after a few fleeting seconds and I let out a chuckle that didn’t sound funny in any way, instead, it only made Romeo sob harder. “Why?” I asked after that. Romeo was someone who had been working alongside me for decades, he was the least person I’d ever expect to betray me. This is exactly why it’s never advised to trust people here in the mafia. After I had returned back from New York with Sofia, I had begun to look into the blown off condo and who could be behind it. It took a whole lot of digging before every tail and bits of information I could buy and force out of people, led me to one of my underbosses and one who was part of the generals of the mafia.

After growing up in an abusive home, living in the streets afterwards and becoming a Mafia boss, I feel like the heavens have finally smiled at me. And I'm not mistaken about wanting to marry her. Mia was my peace. My home. The one my heart will forever be with. After taking more shots, I lost my control. I pinned her wet body against the sand, spread her thighs wide open and buried my cock inside her pussy. And as the sun set, I made sure Mia knew— She was mine. To love. To hold. And I was going to pursue her.