Dangerous Matrimony Novels & Stories

She had listened to me just enough to understand the danger, then gone anyway because the danger belonged to someone she had not finished loving. “Testarda…” I muttered into the room. (Stubborn.) The word should have annoyed me more than it did. Instead, I found myself thinking of Damien. Not as Verona. Not as enemy. Just as the problem he actually was. A man built out of calculation and violence, made more dangerous by the fact that he could love with the same lack of moderation he used for everything else. Matteo was the opposite of that. Matteo had a clean life, a respected family, a future a sane woman could step into without requiring armed men at the door.

"I thought this was supposed to be an introduction to you as my mother-in-law but this is you telling me that you don't want to be my mother-in-law which is fine I understand that but I am what your son we are married can you not get that. " "I get that trust me I do but you need to realize that my son is only using you to remedy what's hurting him. I'm the one who suggested to him to send you two lips but I'm also the one who is telling you that you should throw caution to the wind where my son is concerned because I've seen the story play out before the last time he was married to someone else the person caused an accident and made it look like he was the one at fault he had a history had

He boldly stated without batting an eyelid. "Zach!" I exclaimed in a whisper, slowly shaking my head. I wanted him to understand that it was dangerous to trigger her with such a word. If there's one thing I know about mentally ill people, they're always in denial and telling them that they're sick is the wrong game to play, a dangerous one at that. "Did you just call me crazy?" She flared up. Getting back on track, he quickly denied it. "No, no, no. Um you're fine. I know that you love me Marv, but we can't be together if we start off like this."

Some of them are old money, others new money families, but all of them have multi-million dollars to their name. Matteo knows what people, especially women, think of his family and how there's a certain allure to it because it is 'dangerous'. But these women fall in love with the movie mafia guy everyone romanticizes, not realizing that in reality everything is far more dangerous and fucked up than could ever be described in words.

Connie asked in a small voice. I could see the flash of hurt in her eyes. “Yes,” I confirmed. “It wasn’t something I asked for. I would have preferred if she wasn’t my mate…” “She’s a Volana…” Connie said, gazing up at me. “Being mated to her could prove to be dangerous. Your father’s men will use her to get to you, just like they did with your mother.” “I’m aware,” I said, shaking my head again. “Not to mention if the school board found out, she could get

“Robert, Mattheo has already tried to meet Belle without my knowledge. Now what, I don't want my marriage with Mattheo to be jeopardized because of their closeness. They are still in a relationship behind my back and that is not a good thing at all, my marriage is at stake her.!” “I don't want my marriage to be in danger of falling apart because Mattheo keeps trying to get close to Belle and Belle also gives the same response, I don't want that to happen! I don't want my marriage to be ruined,” Natalia said which instantly made me freeze in place. Is what Natalia said true?

My mind is in cloud nine, reminiscing what had happened between us in this very own car. I swallowed hard. "You don't even have his mark, Beatrice. That means, he is not your mate." he pointed out, seriously. "You know how it dangerous to have another mate?" He raised his brows. "What? I am not even afraid of it!" I hissed. "Our bond does still work, Beatrice. May I remind you that. It was dangerous to mate with another man, who's not even capable to handle his jurisdiction in his entire pack," he blurted out, pertaining to something.

Matteo said, pulling my attention. “And?” I asked, taking my seat by the desk. “I liked how you emphasised the fact that a marriage cannot guarantee a safe alliance.” I scoffed. “How does it guarantee anything? Nothing would’ve stopped the capos before us from attacking their partners, not even the thought of their daughters becoming widows.”

One thing I was sure about was that his words were going to play in my mind constantly on record repeat “You know something I don't, don't you?”, I asked while studying his face, his eyes were always the first to give off something, I knew that if he would tell a lie, his eyes wouldn't keep eye contact for long. He looked up, and I knew that whatever he was about to say was true. “He's associated with dangerous people, people that can put both your lives in danger including all the people you love”, my heart dropped for a second, all the people I love are in Danger because of Damon's connections?

Last night, in a desperate attempt to distract myself from my miserable life, I ventured to a club, longing for an escape I decided to get laid one last time before committing my forever to him. Prayers filled my thoughts, eagerly wishing he'd reject me, I was so disgusted by his presence. The fear of potential harm haunted me, a troubling uncertainty about what might happen if he ever laid hands on me. Yet, today, I made the painful decision to proceed with the marriage. It was a pact, a promise to my brother Camillo and my friend Ivy, who were enjoying in their love and success.