روايات وقصص ضمن Forced To Be The Mafia King's Bride

I smirked, got out and rounded the car to open her door for her, my hand extended, ready to take her’s. She slapped it away and scrambled out. Her hands fisted her dress as her eyes fell on the people standing on the porch, ready to welcome her. I guided her slowly towards them, my hand on her waist. And surprisingly, she didn't fight it. “Everyone, I present before you my bride, Jade De Santo. She would be your new mistress, the Mafia Queen. I expect you all to accord her the same respect you give me. It would be better if I pull out your heart from your chest than for you to disrespect her. Is that understood?" I asked calmly, like I didn't just spew out threats.

I glared at her and the man stopped right in front of me. “ You better pray that Katarina is in fucking tip top shape! If you harmed her or our child I will fucking end you now!” I yelled. “ It was supposed to be ME! I was supposed to be the Mafia King’s bride, not that stupid bitch! It was my idea to go there and seduce you. I can’t believe you fucking fell for her when you could have had me.” She spat. Hatred laced each word.

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.

A commitment to maintain peace. I wasn't a complete moron. I was aware that this was also about money and power, but it wasn't the whole story. Both were experiencing a decline as a direct result of various criminal groups such as the Russian Mafia known as "The maquese," the Taiwanese Triad, and others striving to increase their influence in our areas. It was necessary for the various Italian families throughout the United States to put an end to their feuds and collaborate in order to prevail over their adversaries. It would be an incredible privilege for me to wed the eldest son of the New York family. Since the day I became engaged to Damon, my father and all of my other male relatives h

He was the new king and everyone will learn to live with it, whether they agree with his decision or not. Flavio was enraged. Angry beyond words, his eyes turned dark and he made a growling sound in his throat. "I thought he had no fiancee? What is this waitress doing here?" Lucia muttered, her eyes held the same fury as her son. "I don't know! But He had found an Italian wife. Now what? He will be crowned as the new king of Cosa Nostra," he looked at his mother but squeezed his wife's waist painfully, bruising her skin brutally and when she gasped in pain Lucia silenced her with a glare. "Why did I marry this ugly cow! It's all wasted now, Mama."

“Gifts. So I suggest you take these ladies and leave.” His voice was final. Augusto’s smile shifted. “Oh no, Dante. You know our traditions. The Mafia King is free to sleep with as many women as he pleases, especially on such an important night. For our entertainment.” “And I decline.” Dante’s voice hardened. “I will not be participating in such traditions.” Augusto laughed, but it sounded forced. “Every Mafia King before you did it. You would not be any different. Even your own father did it on the night he married your mother.”

“Anya, I am not here to talk about the past, I have come to get my bride.” “I am not your bride.” I retorted, anger in my eyes. “You will be.” He replied coldly, and then he turned around and walked back into the party. “I said I am not going to marry you!” I yelled at him but he didn’t turn back or spare me another glance. Finally the tears flowed down my cheeks, my heart heavy. I was filled with pain and hatred and all I wanted was to run away. But even that wasn’t an option. I could never run away from my father or the Bratva. I was betrothed to a high ranking member of the fucking Russian Mafia, they would find me anywhere in the world.

But don't worry I will take good care of your child, after all you are my dear friend. Hahahhahahah he laughed… Aiden : you bloody bastard, I will kill you if you ever touched my wife. Aiden : if you are him, then why the fuck you want to make me suffer?? Man : because of you, I wanted the position of mafia king and our King's daughter. I loved her, but she was crazy after you and that old hag give you that position which only I deserved.

The aristocratic stared at each other and shut up one by one. They know Mr. King's temper, and they also know that bullets do not have long eyes, so they really want to hit the body for minutes to kill people. And they also found out that Mr. King was very, very keen on his little wife, or so he was told, and he could not wait to kill people. If the words were any worse, could they still leave the golf course alive? Shen Chan's gaze on Mr. King was also startled. Mr. King's eyes were full of warnings, and he took An Taotao and wanted to leave. But An Taotao definitely did not want to leave. She had already thought of a good way to go, and was very grateful that Mr. King was taking care of he