Novel & Cerita Forced To Be The Mafia King's Bride

“Maybe not. But ever since your parents died on that plane, you became my responsibility. This marriage will happen tomorrow, whether you like it or not. I jerked my arm away from him, my voice trembling. “I’m… I’m not going to marry him.” His eyes burned with a mixture of anger and something colder. Fear of losing everything he had gambled on. “You will marry the young master,” he said, each word dropping like a stone. “The arrangements have been sealed. And after the stunt you pulled today…” He glanced sharply at the guards. “There will be no more mistakes.” He nodded to them. Two guards stepped forward, taking positions on either side of me.

My fingers found their way to his shoulders, gripping, clinging, torn between pushing him away and pulling him closer. And then—he sank to his knees. My breath hitched. Lorenzo. The Mafia King. The man who owned this city. The man people feared. The man who commanded power with nothing but a look. On his knees. Before me. I swallowed hard, my head spinning. This felt… strange. Wrong. But also intoxicating. His hands rested on my hips as his gaze lifted to mine, a smirk playing on his lips, like he knew exactly what was running through my mind.

Her breathing is uneven, she is weak and can’t fight back so she just lays on me. “This is not a choice Alicia” The first time I had called her name, it rolled off my tongue so easily and I could definitely get used to it. “This is a command, you are going to marry me” “Please” A tear drop falling on my neck, I could hardly hear her voice this time. “Or do you want your family, burnt to pieces in their own house, I can do that and I will still have you as mine. We can do this the easy way where you accept me or we can do this the hard way where I take away from you everything you ever held so dearly. Pick a side”

he said. "No, I'm serious. Is this a normal Tuesday for you? Kidnap a girl, dress her up, march her into your bedroom, and expect her to be flattered?" She let the disgust sit plainly on her face, not bothering to hide it. "You're not some tragic misunderstood king. You're just a man who's never been told no, throwing money at the problem until it stops being a problem." His jaw tightened. "Watch your mouth."

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.

She snapped her eyes to his at his audacity, she couldn't understand how he had so much arrogance to think that she would actually obey him. "If you think just because you dragged me in front of your puppets and I would go through this bullshit ceremony then you're highly mistaken! I wouldn't be engaged to you!" Everyone present there held their breaths back when she fearless resisted him. It wasn't something usual that a girl was being forced to marry the mafia lord, a ruler of Russia, every girl present there badly wanted to be in her shoes, some envied his looks, some his power and many of them simply wanted the title of being mafia Lord's wife. He didn't need to force anyone yet here thi

he growled, his nostrils flaring. "And you have no idea whose wife you are messing with. I am a Morelli, the wife of the Capo dei Capi of the Italian mafia. I have seen Dante kill and believe me, it is more gory than you can imagine. That man faces death like he has a second life. He killed all your assassins and cohorts that were sent to harm us in Mexico. Dante is blood thirsty and once he finds me, he will kill you all" I taunted them amidst my pain.

Winter completed my question, "Participate? We are Mafia's Livia. Our m.o. is to do things outside the norms of society. We are organized, societal delinquents. Still, if you're asking if he human trafficks, then no. Crimson Clan is one of the few who don't. But since he is the Mafia King, he has to attend but doesn't participate during the auction segment." I released the breath I didn't realize I was holding and asked, "He's the Mafia king. Can't he like do something about it?" Scarlett chuckled. "It's a lot more complex than you think, but he created rules that, if broken, can be punishable by death. There is something only you can do to give him the ultimate power." "Me?" I asked, pointi

When you left me, I lost every hope, I let go of the most precious person in my life, I love and I will cherish you, for better or worse, in health and sickness, I will always love you. You are forever trapped with me Annie Andriano yes I do. After the man of God pronounced us husband and wife, we went around and great some of our friends and family who attended the program. Annie prompted me that she was tired and would like to take a rest, we have the mafia ceremony in the evening where I will be pronounced the mafia king and Annie the mafia king.

The boy replied still with his head bowed. "I see. Tell me more." He enquired as he rubbed his beards. "She is married to Don, a dangerous and ruthless Mafia lord and they got married today." The boy announced. "Do you know if she willingly married him?" He asked turning slightly to him. "We don't know of that yet." The boy replied as fast as he could. "Gather more information about this Don guy, I want to know him more." The boss said as he swivelled his chair to face the boy.