Contracted To The Cold Mafia Billionaire Novels & Stories

Just nods and leaves as silently as she came. Trisha leans forward, grinning. “Okay, so I need all the deets.” “There’s nothing to tell,” I say, keeping my voice light. “It was an alliance. Arranged. No meet-cute.” “You’re no fun,” she groans. “So this is what dirty money gets you?” She gestures at the room, joking. I glance at Dante’s men. Their faces are stone. Trisha doesn’t notice. “Honestly, where do I sign up for the mafia? This dirty money business is starting to sound interesting.”

"I have never extorted anyone. I don't even have access to this kind of money. There has been a massive mistake—" "The only mistake was my brother ever crossing paths with a sociopath like you," Alexander snarled, violently pulling back into his seat. His face hardened right back into impassable ice. "But Julian is lying in a hospital bed right now because of you. And since you love money so much, I bought you. Your family's debt is paid, but you belong to me now."

"That's not an answer." "It's the only one you're getting." Aubrey pushed her plate away. "I'm coming with you." "No." "I'm serious." "So am I." She stood. "You don't own me." Killian finally raised his eyes. The temperature in the room seemed to drop. "I own the contract." Her jaw tightened. "And the contract doesn't say I have to sit in this mansion all day doing absolutely nothing." "It says you follow medical instructions." She frowned. "What does that have to do with anything?"

I respected that. David Chen stood by the window, arms crossed. He'd argued against this plan for two hours last night, calling it reckless and insane. He wasn't wrong, but I was out of options. "I need a wife." Emma blinked. "I'm sorry, what?" "Not a real wife. A contractual one. One year, public appearances only, living in my penthouse to maintain the illusion. In exchange, I'll pay you two million dollars and clear all your debts immediately." The color drained from her face. "Is this a joke?"

Sophie answered and waited for the maid to wrap it up, while waiting, a news show on the television caught her attention, it was a picture of Asher and a man she had never seen before. "Breaking News, Mr Asher Dacy, had succeeded in getting this year's tech contract support from the top five companies in the world, he also announced his marriage with an anonymous lady, could be someone from the tech industry, or one of his fans, let's wait and watch." The newscaster read while showing pictures of a lady's face with a question mark. "Hmm, I'm happy he was able to get the contract." She inhaled deeply. "Shall we go, ma'am?" The maid asked, Sophie nodded and chuckled softly.

They were taken in by the elderly man in a grand mansion that resembled a palace. There, Aleah noticed numerous men in suits surrounding the estate. She discovered that her grandfather was no ordinary businessman—he was the leader of a powerful mafia group in Italy. His real name was Antonio De Luna. At the mansion, Antonio recounted the reason he hadn't been with Aleah's mother for 20 years. He was once the Alpha of a pack, but an unexpected tragedy struck, leading to the death of most of his pack members. He was blamed for failing to protect them from a deadly epidemic. The only ones he had managed to save were his own family. This incident was why he never formed another wolf pack, nor wa

I don’t believe in love I don’t know what is called but I adore my sister . My bestfriend Desmond has tried to make me date someone ,but they all want my money and fame … I ended up sleeping with them and chasing them off .. yes no love in my dictionary …I AM KELVIN SALVADOR A BILLIONAIRE AND A MAFIA LORD… I know I am handsome and what every woman wants in a man .. Boss !Boss ! Desomond shouted jolting Kelvin out of his thoughts … Desmond I have told you to stop calling me boss ,you never listen . I said glaring at Desmond .. he smiled and said I have a very important message to pass Kelvin .. being shouting your name,what are you thinking about ? He asked me and I just shrugged …

That name is illegal. She hadn’t even read the fine print. Too desperate to get her daughter cured. That’s how I learned to do business in the mafia world. I could slip anything in now. Anything. And she would be too late to object. Oh, Adriana... you’ll be mine in every way that matters. I let the contract drop back onto the desk and flexed my aching anx bloodied hand. Even through the haze of pain, the memory slithered back into my mind like a serpent…

Uno said confidently, further fueling Manuela's irritation. "Read it." Manuela read the contract, her brow furrowing at several clauses. She looked up at Uno, who was now smoothing his wet hair. "My father owed you six million, but in this contract, you're paying me for acting as your wife? Are you serious? I'm going to pretend to be your wife because my father owed you money, and you're going to pay me? Are you insane?" Manuela exclaimed angrily. Uno looked at her. "Instead of being grateful, you call me insane? Tss! Being the wife of someone like me is no joke. I'm a mafia boss, so there will be times your life is in danger, so that money is my compen—"

It rings twice before he answers, a slight hesitation in his voice. “Don, I’m in the middle of—” “You have thirty minutes,” I say, cutting him off without apology. “I have a contract to be signed. Be fast.” I hang up before he can respond. I look at the contract once more, the words "Petrov" and "Volkov" a stark reminder of what this is all for. My parents are dead, taken from me in a brutal ambush by a rival mafia. I spent the following years hunting them down and killing until every last one of them was gone.