Novel & Cerita Forced Marriage Mafia Romance Books

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He said flashing her a smirk. Anger washed over her, she had forgotten how annoying this man was, “You forced me to marry me now you’re forcing me to stay in this room with you, are you going to force me to sleep with you too?” Ariana spat. “Nobody forced you to do anything, you did with your own will, and trust me you will also do when you get in my bed”. His smirk widened. Her hand itched so bad to wipe that stupid smirk off his face, “Then you must be joking because I would never sleep with you even if I was dying”. Ariana gritted her teeth in anger.

Libro 2 Mi Corazon te pertenece - Book 2 My Heart will be yours Power & Temptation Mafia Series (Buenovela) (Goodnovel) Libro 1 Mafia Italiana - Book 1 Italian Mafia A****N KINDLE luna indomable spanish version Individual stories (Buenovela) (Goodnovel) Luna Indomable - Fearless Luna Bilingual Author Proudly Latina Lara Soultaker

I voice my uneasy feelings aloud to Diego, and he went quiet I’m assuming he was lining his sight with mine, to see what I was seeing. Fuck! I needed to know what they were saying. “Shit, he wouldn’t?” Diego blurted from beside me. I didn’t know what his blunt remark had meant but the almost shock like sound that edged his voice made me clench my jaw tight. “He wouldn’t what?” I ground out and he sighed heavily as I watched Maria place a single kiss to Vince’s cheek before making a swift exit from the hall. Fuck, Fuck and Fuck! I want to dig this fuckers grave; she was now kissing strangers? Giving her time of day to the likes of the Italian mafia? While I was out here trying to fight my way

A smile crept onto my face as I adjusted my grip on the novel, its cover barely hiding the kind of story that made my heart race. A dark, depraved mafia romance. It had a male lead who didn’t ask permission so much as demand surrender. A man who played with consent the way a composer toyed with notes—artfully, deliberately, with the kind of confidence that made my skin prickle and my thighs press together. One that was over too soon. The kind of book I devoured in a fever and now I was in need of another. Most folks wouldn’t think of the local library as a treasure trove of scandalous reads, but I knew better. The librarians were in on the secret, intentionally filling the shelves with books

His gaze swept over Lina and Giovanni: cold and lethal. Bang! Rafael kicked the massive banquet table over. Silverware and wine crashed to the floor. The enormous Rossi family crest, custom-made and unmistakable, lay face-up. Rafael placed his foot on it. The metal buckled beneath his heel with a sickening screech. In the mafia world, this was the ultimate humiliation. The other dons went pale, but not a single one dared speak. He crouched in front of me. The moment his eyes took in my swollen, bleeding cheek and my shattered, blood-soaked fingers… The blue of his irises turned blood-red.

I saw how his eyes flickered when I mentioned Jessica’s name. That ugly girl finally found a way to bewitch him, using her black magic on him. He didn’t even realize it. The mighty Mafia, reduced to a fool by a little ugly slave. I scoffed and slammed my fist into the bag one more time, the sound echoing like thunder in the empty hall. He said she was paying for her uncle’s sin, that the marriage was just for revenge. So lame. I knew better. I could see it every time they were together. The way he stares at her like she was a rare gem. He even had a soft spot for her.

Lord Khyronis Pov “Get those chains off him,” the first maid ordered firmly. The two maids behind her immediately obeyed. They hurried forward, their hands quick and careful as they unlocked the iron cuffs binding my ankles. The cold bite of metal loosened at last, and when the chains clattered to the floor, I dragged my legs back toward myself, stretching them with slow satisfaction. A breath escaped me, heavy and sharp. Finally, No longer tethered like some beaten dog, no longer bound like a criminal on display.

He smirked and said “If I wanted you dead darling, you wouldn’t have made it past the door.” How heartwarming. I folded my arms tightly across my chest. “Now that we've gotten the fake pleasantries out of the way, why am I here?” He slid a thin black folder across the table. "What is this?" "Just...... open it" I hesitantly reached for the folder, flipped it open and instantly regretted looking. It was a contract. A Marriage contract with my name on it. My eyes locked on the other name scrawled at the bottom. Luca Romano. The name practically made alarm bells go off in my head.