Betrothed To The Mafia Lord Novels & Stories

“At least I want her to die happy.” For a brief moment, silence settled between them. Then Michael sighed deeply. “So how exactly do we even go about this?” he asked eventually. “You can’t just release a wife audition flyer. Any woman would kill to become your wife,” Michael continued. “Which means we need to be extremely careful with whoever we choose.” He leaned closer slightly. “And let’s not forget there’s a chance the person eventually finds out about your mafia business.” Vindell’s eyes narrowed instantly. “So what exactly are you suggesting?”

“Don't tell me you're jealous of her.” "No, I'm not." "You are! You're jealous of a six-year-old!" "I'm not jealous." "Your face says otherwise." I couldn't help it. I started laughing. "Lorenzo Vittorini, feared mafia boss, is jealous because a child gave me a flower." "She called you handsome." "She's six!" "Doesn't matter. You're mine." He pulled me close, his arm possessive around my waist. "Not hers." "I don't think she was trying to steal me."

Does this mean, mom is also aware of this too? "Is mom also aware that you're a Mafia?" I asked the same question running through my head. "I was a Mafia, not anymore. And yes, your mom knows that I was one before we got married" "Dad! What are you saying?!" "Years ago, while I was 16 years old, I got kidnapped with my best friend, Lucian by a mafia leader, Christopher. He was the most dangerous Mafia in the whole world then. We got kidnapped and were trained for four years to become Mafia. Christopher suddenly develop a love for me because I took out all plans effectively then one day, he announced he was going to pass the throne to me. He would like to step down because he wasn't feeling t

And she was not ready to die, her little brother the only reason for her survival in this world, him being the second. "Please...Vince...I beg..." She sobbed as his nose touched her cheek, making her to gulp. His closeness has always affected her , but today it felt different. The person in front of her was no longer her Vince, he was Vincenzo Accardi. The most feared mafia in the world. She didn't wanted to look at his cold hatred filled eyes, her innocent heart won't be able to love again after seeing them. She couldn't explain.She had no words.

He walked towards me on the bed, his thick footsteps hitting the floor. As soon as I felt his presence near me, I jerked up and wanted to attack him with a pen I found on the bed. He was quick to grab my hand and held it tight. Our eyes met, he was… Dominick Castillo, the same Mafia lord I was sent to steal drugs from last month.

He started walking toward us with others trailing behind him. When they came near, my stomach dropped by his sight. Noooooo.....no...way....pls don't let him be him.....pls God..... But my little prayer was not heard by God as I could easily get the close view of him. ALPHA KING more like Royal king. I stood there like a statue watching him heading to our side. ......He has a connection with some mafia too. .........Never get caught my eyes. ............Mafiaaaa. Ohh God....save me.....i..i...What should I do......run...yes...run...

I explain to her as boredom laces my voice. I watch as she takes all of this in and she purses her lips, clearly deep in thought and wondering what else those lips could do. Then she meets my eyes and I see that she has come to a resolution. “Of course, I understand. We will get married in December and have all the infamous and bigger Mafia families join us. It will be known far and wide that the daughter of Aldo Vincenzo is betrothed to Dante Dragonetti, Capo de Capi of New York.” She says and takes the last sip of her wine, causing me to smile triumphantly. I get up from my seat and walk over to her, taking her hand in mine.

I sit up, making sure I’m covered by the blanket as I examine what's been sent up for me. “Manfred figured you might want to stay in bed today, he’s had to leave town. He will be back tomorrow evening.” “He never told me.” I frown when I realize how much that hurts. “You will learn that Manfred can be spontaneous.” He widens his eyes and prepares to leave. “Wait.” I stop him. “What else can you tell me about Manfred?” I doubt he’ll give me much of an answer. I know, from being the daughter of a Mafia boss, that men like Daniel earn their positions from loyalty. “I can tell you not to fall in love with him, but I think it’s a little late for that.”

He said throwing her into another male, he disappeared into the street. “Let me go!” Beth growled as he tossed her into a waiting car. “I belong to Ryan DeMarco.” “Now you belong to James Gotti, Midnight Pack Mafia of New York City.” He snapped. “Drive.” Beth wasn’t sure where they were taking her, she wished she’d never run because at least she knew Bobby knew where she was, now he had no idea where she was. She watched as they drove past the buildings, but they stayed in the city, they turned into a parking garage.

“I’m sorry if I scared you earlier. He took a step closer, and I found myself backing up, my stomach churning. “Frightened me? I must admit, though, I sounded like a mouse. “You nearly killed a man.” Luca’s gaze hardened, and he sighed, crossing his arms. “That man stole from me, Bella. In my world, loyalty and trust are everything. Betrayal has consequences. I'm sure you get it. You are also from the Mafia. I shook my head back, back, back, back till the headboard hit my thighs. “How… How could you do that? Just… hurt someone like that?”