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

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.

Rosie cried as she clung unto his fingers gently, although she knew Edwardo would not like to see her like this but she could not help it. Her husband was hurt. And she is heart broken. She placed her head gently at the side of the bed and sobbed. She knew that by morning Mason would be her and she would have to be strong for him so she gently sobbed with her head bowed in front of her husband. She remembered when Edwardo had told her that he wanted to become a full time husband she had objected to it and he had told her that the game of being a Mafia was a risky one but she had still objected saying that the game could not be so risky,but now she has realized how risky it was and she had al

"No way out. You're the mafia bride that trapped in his love." ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤

She looked away, her heart beating fast in her chest. She had heard that name before. Everyone had. Dominic Romano—the man they called The Black King. He was the heir to the Romano Mafia Empire. People said he never smiled. That he didn’t forgive. That his hands were clean not because he avoided blood, but because others cleaned up after him. And now she was being given to him. Like a gift. Like an object or what will she call it. “Why?” Amara whispered. Carla sighed. “It’s a peace deal. Between your uncle and the Romanos. The marriage will stop the fighting. And you… you’re the only Leone girl left.”

He lowers his gaze, his expression almost… vulnerable. — I have spent my life building an empire, crushing my enemies, never faltering. But you… you are my only weakness. My heart races. This man, who has terrorized the world, who has spilled blood without remorse, lays his defenseless soul bare to me. — I love you, I whisper against his lips. — I love you too, he replies, before capturing my mouth in a passionate kiss. --- The Marriage of the Eagle and His Queen The big day has finally arrived. The entire mafia is gathered. Powerful men, formidable criminals, allies from all over the world. Italy, Russia, Colombia… All are here to see the royal eagle officially take a wife.

Five years. That’s how long it's been since my ex, Nico Falcone, broke our engagement and my family kicked me out. The next time I see him, he's married to my cousin, Bianca Rossi. He grabs my hand in secret, offering to keep me as his mistress. He has no idea I’m about to marry the most powerful Don of all: Lucas Moretti. Five years, and I’m back at the New York mafia’s annual charity gala. “Well, well. Look what the cat dragged in. The Rossi family’s disgraced little artist?”

He pulled her into his chest suddenly, holding her tightly—too tightly—like letting go would break something. For one brief second, the Mafia King forgot himself. Forgot control. Forgot rules. Forgot the world. Then he stepped back just as quickly, his mask snapping back into place. “This is why I didn’t want you out,” he said harshly. Her voice trembled. “You said I needed to see your world.” “And now you have.” She stared at him, adrenaline burning in her veins. “They’re coming for me because of you.” “They’re coming for you because of her,” he corrected.

I was now the partner of the famous Mafia lord and I had this dark feeling that he would ask a huge thing in return one day. “So—” I wanted to initiate a conversation, but Cristiano cut me off before I could say anything more. “We don’t have to chat.” I bit my lip, feeling frustrated at his coldness. “But I need to know where we’re going.” “To make our marriage legal,” he replied bluntly without even glancing at me. “I don’t have the necessary papers we need for the ceremony—” “They’ve been prepared for you,” he interrupted, glancing at his watch as if this entire situation was just another business deal for him.

I'm making this woman mine, no matter what. The men in front of us flung open the door to the bridal suite. The woman in the extravagant gown, the one who was supposed to be my bride, and everyone in the room, stared at us with their jaw hanging open. I threw the woman away from my arms as soon as we arrived at the bridal suite. "Bro!" Claud was catching his breath. It was obvious that he ran all the way here as soon as he heard of our arrival. "What happened?" he questioned, grinning from ear to ear as soon as he laid his eyes on the woman I brought.