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"The arrangement was always for you to marry Miguel Antonio. That was the deal we struck with his family. A wife is a wife, Mara. It doesn't matter which sister he gets. The merger goes through either way." I felt like I couldn't breathe. "A wife is a wife?" I whispered. "Mother, he doesn't want me. He wanted Clara. This entire marriage is built on a lie, on deception. How am I supposed to live with that? How am I supposed to wake up every morning next to a man who didn't choose me, who thought he was getting someone else?"

Christian's frown deepened. "This marriage is based on a lot of business deals, Evelyn. You can't just divorce Alaric." Evelyn clenched her fists in frustration, feeling trapped. He took a heavy sigh. "There were a bunch of suitors I had offered you. You rejected everyone because you fell for Alaric. You even dropped your flourishing career and became a full-time housewife. What do you expect me to tell you?" His words hit Evelyn like a ton of bricks, the hurt and disappointment evident on her face.

I wanted to hear her whine, "I don't know how to cook, Christopher, come help me!" I wanted to hold her as she shrank into my arms, blushing as I teased her. Jessica was the woman I loved and the woman I wanted to spend forever with. I wanted our home to be filled with her presence. I wanted to grow old with her. Thinking of that, I quickly dialed her number, but her phone was turned off. A sense of unease crept up my spine. I asked the guys in the group chat what they thought, and they reassured me that she was probably just exhausted. A wedding was a huge event, after all.

BOOK 3: A MAFIA KING'S GAMES Disclaimer: This is Slade’s story. I will admit, this book now doesn't fit here but it’s too short to stand on it’s own, so here we are. If you are not interested in Slade’s book, please note that at the end of next week I will upload another book titled (His Secret Wife) on this platform, which is also about a girl forced into a marriage with a mafia king that wants nothing to do with her. It’s on a lighter note than Forced mafia brides but still, painful and gripping.

I tried to understand it and to manage it and to protect you from it, and I am writing this because trying has not been enough. *There is a woman in this house who is not what she presents herself to be. I have no proof yet, only the feeling of a woman who has lived long enough to know the difference between coincidence and design. Things are moving. Conversations are redirected. I have found doors unlocked that I locked myself. Small things. But they are not small.* *She wants something in this house that is not hers. I believe she has wanted it for longer than I have known about it. I believe your father does not see it because she has been very careful about what she allows him to see.*

He leaned over the desk, his shadow falling across Maxton’s paperwork. "She doesn’t even fit my taste, Uncle. You know the kind of women I like…The refined, soft and elegant kind. Raina is a violent animal and I wouldn't date that girl if she was the last woman on this earth, let alone marry her. It’s an insult! My friends will laugh at me and the whole city will see me as the man who had to marry a thug to save his family." Maxton finally stopped. He laid his pen down with a slow, deliberate movement, before he looked up. The temperature in the room seemed to drop ten degrees. His grey eyes were like shards of ice, boring into Evan with a frown that could make a grown man’s heart stop.

Slamming her against the wall and getting into a hot make out session probably wasn’t the smartest thing to do since she already had the wrong idea but I needed a distraction and the girl was hot. Heading home after school I found mum, reading at the kitchen table. “What’s that?” pointing to the book in her hand. “A new book of conjuring spells I acquired from a coven up north, I’m just verifying if its legit or a fake” she answered “So, which one is it?” I asked “it’s real and extremely rare, I will need to keep this one out of human hands and in my special collection, if in the wrong hand it could be dangerous” She answered

after getting up Ziva explained her mom, what were her uncles intention wishing that she will understand her trauma and the anxiety she was in also the way that man tried to touch her trying every means to fulfill his filthy desires for her was still making her shiver in fear "Dare you speak momma from your filthy mouth..this two only have that right" pointing towards her elder children her mother declared, "he was just admiring you and for that, we would have gotten a big investment for your brother's new business and your father's company... But an unwanted child like you won't ever understand others pain, it would have been better if I had killed you when you were born" Christine said wit