Escaping My Mafia Husband Novels & Stories

Waiting for Darryl to leave, Anne let out a breath, her tense body finally relaxed and leaned back in the chair. "Didn't expect Darryl Rider to want to marry our daughter." Mr. Joshua ruffled his hair and muttered. "It's actually possible, as long as he's willing to help our family." "Noway." "Cannot." Anne and Regina exclaimed at the same time. If Mr. Joshua could understand that Regina was against marrying Darryl because she was afraid, he was baffled by his wife's overreaction. "Isn't this a good thing for Regina? Even though she's a bit disadvantaged to be the wife of a notorious mafia boss." Mr. Joshua told Mrs. Anne.

He was about to punch me when he stopped and became pale and weaker. The knife I used was small but, it had a deadly poison. "Goodbye, dog of a mafia org." I'm a killer, yeah, I'm not just an ordinary model. I hate Mafia the most. I love killing them. ------- "Wifey, awake, awake!" I woke up when Warren jumped on our bed. "What's the matter Warren?" I asked sleepily. He lay down next to me and moved his foot. "You have a male visitor. His name is Yuhan." He said while pouting.

"You despicable woman, how dare you rob my husband? I warned you once, but you still disagree. You're still sneaking around with my husband. I will beat you to death today." A shrill sound came from Millianna's room, Jack's wife was a cruel person, she repeatedly hit Millianna's face causing her face to be disfigured, and Millianna's beautiful face was swollen and red. Her lips were bleeding profusely. Millianna cried out in vain. "Please help me. She will kill me, I know my mistake, I won't do it again." "You said the same thing last time, but now what? You want to steal my husband, right? I'll give you a special gift, hope you like it."

He gazed at me with adoration as he added, “She accepted me. We married, and you blessed us all within a year. I kept running my mafia with her beside me since she was a brilliant leader. But one day, we were attacked.” His jaw clenched, and his knuckles whitened. He took a deep breath and said, “That was the most heinous attack on any mafia family ever. We were attacked at our home, and they slaughtered my people one by one. Since I was stretched thin, I urged your mother to hide in the safe room in our bedroom. Without our knowledge, an enemy gang member entered the room and shot your mother. It was too late by the time I got to her. The bullet had penetrated her lung and was lodged near h

It’s unsettling, and my curiosity threatens to drag me down the wrong rabbit hole, but I force myself back to what matters. Hours later, I’ve narrowed it down to two possible ways to get away from my mafia husband. The first: the police. If I run to them, they’ll smuggle me out of the country to safety. I don’t want to get Aleksei in trouble, but unless I take that drastic step, there’s no way out.

I knew he only said it because I looked so much like Riley, but I chose to believe him anyway. On the first day of our marriage, he told me that to escape the bloody underworld, his accounts had to be frozen. He couldn't touch a cent of the family's dirty money. I was so in love with him, I never cared about his status as a mafia heir. Starting over was fine. As long as it was with him, I was willing to do anything. So during what he called his "downfall," I lived in a basement, ate stale bread, washed clothes for mobsters in the dead of winter, and gave birth to Luca in a back-alley clinic.

I was quiet, I understood and yet I was not the one that was lost at the age of eight, struggling to survive and then picked up by some random strangers, raised and then sold into a contract marriage to a devilish Mafia king only to be betrayed by someone you love. “Let's go." I said to him and he smiled. “Thank you." He told me stretching out his hand, I took it and he opened the door for me to walk through. " We'll ride in my car." He said leading me to his sleek black car. *** “You don't need to stand there and watch over me, I'm fine I won't commit suicide." I joked but the joke didn't sit well with Wave, it made him angerier and took him on edge.

He was a psychopath. I laid on my bed, with his men standing outside the door. I cried bitterly, as my chest clenched tightly, with my lungs forgetting how to work. I needed to escape this Hell hole, find the location of the safe house where he kept my boys, and I needed to act fast. I jerked back to reality when the door creaked open. Shivers ran down my spine as I looked up to see who it was- My ruthless mafia husband, Gustavo. “Who do you think you are to walk around freely in my mansion?” Gustavo Sneered at me, before sitting beside the bed. The bed which was meant for a happy matrimony, only reminded me of the countless times I was molested by this monster.

- As. — I also took a shot in the shoulder to get him to say yes. I won't accept a "no". — I get closer and look him straight in the eye. — My husband disappeared... I joined the mafia for him, I wanted to be free... free... — I laugh... — I wasn't. I trapped myself in this world for him. — I say without another smile. — And what I did to you today, I will do to anyone who refuses to do what I know is necessary to get you back. I'll do anything... but I'm a nice person. — I touch his face and take the dagger from the armchair. — Say "yes" and I'll come out as your ally; Say "no" and I'll make you great slut food. Simple... — I play with the dagger in my hand and look at Caccini. —What do you

he said, and like clockwork, the door was opened, and I got out of the car. I watched as my husband drove off into the distance and stared back at the house, determined to one day escape the clutches of this mafia don.