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"You can't marry him!" Every guest turned. The air froze. "The one you love is me!" he roared. "You know it! We have a history!" Two of Dante's men were on him in a flash, grabbing his arms. "Let me go!" Leo struggled. "Isabella, look at me! You know I'm still in your heart!" I looked at him, my face blank. Dante let go of my hand and walked slowly toward Leo. "Leo Falcone," his voice was cold enough to freeze hell. "You're making a scene at my wedding?"

It was true; Lysander was a monster, but maybe I could keep the monster in chains when he was with me. “Weak for not taking what was mine for the taking,” he said coldly. “The tradition of bloody sheets in the Sicilian Mafia proves the bride’s purity and the husband’s relentlessness. What do you think it’ll say about me that I had you lying half-naked in my bed, vulnerable and mine, yet here you are untouched?” “Nobody will know. I won’t tell anyone.” “Why should I trust you? I don’t make a habit of trusting people, especially those who hate me.”

At this point, I don’t know if finding a man I didn’t grow up with because of a dead woman’s last wish is worth all of this. I got myself involved with the mafia barely three weeks in, and I have been kidnapped, tortured, had my friends’ safety threatened, and now a mafia Don just asked me to be his mistress or he will kill me. I think it might be time for me to get my passport ready and leave this godforsaken country. ##########

What a poor way treatment. ‘Come on, Ronin, this was not how I was expecting to be treated by a mafia don. Manipulative Don, was not my ideal!’ I scoffed. Then i took a careful step towards him. “I have heard that mafia dons are obsessed with having mistresses.” I chined up, levelling my gaze up to steal a look with him. “But don’t you think that’s too low for you. I mean making your own son’s ex-girlfriend, your mistress! Imagine how bad you’ll have an impression on the world.” I clicked my tongue, smiling at him, I crossed my arms on my chest.

He went to stand in front of the tall glass windows. She cried and cried, till she felt all the fire in her chest go out. She hated how she had lost control of her life from the point she agreed to marry him. She could not even prevent him getting her pregnant! Most especially, she hated herself for feeling this way towards her baby. This was her child. Mamita would be so disappointed if she was watching her now. She finally wiped her face, sitting up. This was not the end of the world. Maybe this would finally force him to give up the Mafia.

A slight curve appeared on his lips and he replied: “Of course.” Why did I bother to ask this person? Of course, he already checked all of my records. After all, he was the mafia king of this city. Well, at first I didn’t know that my girlfriend’s father was a mafia king but after our last meeting I checked on him and if I said I was not shocked to know his identity then it’ll be the biggest lie. I was very scared but I will not step back. I love Isabella. I’ll not leave her and I’ll make sure this mafia king will accept me.

"They treated me like a maid... Aunt Natalie... She hurts me whenever I do something wrong... She never treated me right! And guess what? I even had to marry someone I don't love just so I could save their family!...." Miss Felestine's eyes widened. "W-What? Y-You are married? B-But why? To whom?" " I married a mafia boss. Daddy owed him a huge amount of money and because he threatened Daddy that he would kill us if he don't give me to him, I had to volunteer myself and marry that man." "Oh, Sophie... I'm so sorry, Sophie... I'm so sorry..." "And now, that's the reason why I had to face all of these things..."

She didn't complain, instead, she enjoyed it. "It was in the past, and you are a victim too. You were blindsided and were deceived by your parents all your life. You found out the truth in the harsher way. Then I killed your parents. I married you forcefully. You had to leave everything behind. Your friends, your career, and everything else that mattered. I was ruled by my anger when I married you. It's you who should forgive me. I am a mafia man, Rose. I kill, I threaten, I skirt on the other side of the law, we are violent. If you accept our marriage, I will think that you have forgiven me. If you don't, then I promise I will never disturb you again" he promised. She smiled at him sadly.

HIS SECRET WIFE: (MARRIAGE OF CONVIENCE MAFIA ROMANCE) Tropes: Forced promiximity, Plus size FMC, Mafia, Sweet mafia romance, marriage of convience, Brandy: My husband is disgusted and ashamed of me. Everyone laughed when I walked down the aisle. We were forced to marry and all he wants to do is get rid of me. His family resorted to starving me for days so I could lose weight. Once again, I am alone. I just need to keep my head down and stay out of his way.

He smiled. I took a seat opposite Uncle Michael and looked out of the window. I couldn't help but wonder who the man is I am going to marry. Yes, you heard me right. I am getting married to some mafia boss in America. Uncle Michael asked me if I would be willing to marry someone to make our mafia stronger since the man I would be marrying was bigger and stronger than our mafia. I had to agree because Uncle Michael didn't have any children to marry off. My parents still don’t know about this arrangement and I would like to keep it that way. They can't know I married a man to help our mafia. Mom believes in love but I don’t. Love is for people who are weak.