Books With Mafia Arranged Marriage Novels & Stories

Ivory spoke up and I could sense the way her demeanor changed immediately. She didn't like Jeremy, I know. But when it comes to the mafia world, whether we like each other or not, arranged marriage must go on. It is a must. A compulsory tradition. “No, Mom. Can we not talk about him? Let's just have a happy dinner. My mood is already ruined.” She muttered, rolling her eyes secretly at me, but I pretended like her innocent eyes didn't just make my dick twitch for the fifth time today.

“Ginevra cheated on him. Everything fell apart after that.” She crossed her arms, leaning against the counter. “So Alessandro ended up in an arranged marriage with a woman he met around that time. People in La Camorra were already questioning his decisions, and suddenly this woman appears and everything changes.” Her tone softened. “She’s actually… very cool. Rebecca and I are very fond of her too.” I raised a brow slightly at that. For Laura and Rebecca to like someone, the woman must be something else. “When I heard you were somewhere in Rome, I thought you would at least show up for the wedding,” Laura continued. “But you didn’t.”

My gut twisted, and I swallowed the lump in my throat because there was a time. And they all knew the conditions of my marriage. I just knew it. The way his cousin looked at me. The way the men stayed utterly silent whenever I had to answer a question. In the Mafia, it was always going to be arranged marriages, but with mine, it was arranged and forced. I had no say. After the food, they all still talked until one person excused himself to make a call, and the Don’s cousin excused herself to tend to her three-year-old daughter, who was now whimpering for whatever reason.

“Good. But there's one rule; no questions.” I nod. Marrying a man rumoured to be anything but a human may be much better than spending the rest of my life among lunatics in a human-sized cage. What may lie in wait? Either victory, romance, or insanity…

Here are a few things to put you at ease (mainly confusions and insights). Moreover, the beginning chapters are longer to keep you hooked and to let you decide easily. • Insights: 1) This is a mafia, billionaire romance. But definitely the author is not playing with cliche of abducting and falling in love with the kidnapper. 2) There is no Stockholm syndrome or rape at all, personally I don't like writing it. The female protagonist won't be forced to do anything.

"For generations, they have erased bloodlines, rewritten histories, and turned allies into enemies before either side ever realized they were being played." Marco felt his pulse quicken. "You're saying my father... and Alessandro..." Father Matteo nodded slowly. "For nearly a century, every major mafia war this city has known has carried the shadow of the Raven." The old church suddenly felt colder. As Marco stared at the weathered symbol, one chilling thought settled into his mind. The Russo family hadn't been fighting their greatest enemy. Father Matteo reached for another journal, its cracked leather cover worn smooth by generations of careful hands. Dust drifted into the air as he opened

SHE WAS MARRIED TO A MAFIA AND IT WAS A LOVE STORY. THE END _____________________________________________________________ Note: Hello, welcome back to this story. I hope you all are doing well. This is the next and the last chapter of the story I will be uploading more stories go through them and for more updates follow me I will see you in next story till then take care see ya Bye Bye

one of the books will be about Francesca Luciano and Gianpaolo De Santis, called To Tame my Mafia husband. Here's the blurb as a little spoiler. She ends up taming the ruthless Mafia's heart. Francesca Luciano was forced to marry a man whom she had never met. Rumors said that he kills without batting an eyelash. Burnt down buildings and massacred people who went against him. Kidnaps girls because he's a slimy old pervert. To escape from this forced arranged marriage, Francesca tried every trick in the book. But she didn't expect her slimy old pervert husband to have dangerously sharp jaws, piercing grey eyes and strong tattooed hands that ignite fire whenever they touched her in places that

I'd like to believe that he wouldn't think of me in that manner as long as he had other women to screw. "If I understand properly, it's just six months till your wedding," the store owner chimed in. She was the only one who seemed to be happy. It should come as no surprise that she would be quite wealthy now. The ultimate marriage between the Chicago and New York mafias was expected to be a grand occasion. Money wasn't important.

Free, liberal, wild and unrestricted. Darryl smoked a cigar, legs crossed comfortably, one hand resting on the arm of the chair behind Regina. He and Kane were continuing the story they were talking about. Regina didn't understand much, but she vaguely guessed that he and his mafia gang had just made a surprise attack on another mafia group's lair. Perhaps the one being ambushed was the mafia group that broke into Darryl's mansion the night before.