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Hello, everyone. Hope you all are doing wonderfully well. This is a short note to actually discuss about my new book FORCED TO BE THE MAFIA'S BRIDE. A few of you know about this but I also wanted to share it like this for you all. My new book is involved in a book contest here on Goodnovel. And I am hoping to win something from the ongoing contest. So please everyone, I need your help to make winning this contest possible. Please like my story, comment on every chapter and don't forget to share the book as well to other lovers of the dark mafia romance genre.

The Billionaire's superstar wife, a sequel to forced marriage. Mafia's slave pet, for those who love mafia books. Ruthless Lycan King which I just completed recently. (Please leave me a review and some gems if you have any to spare.) Look out for my new book, Alpha Rex and His Dangerous Addiction, coming to Goodnovel this month. Thank you for your support.

Ashly was sitting alone in the meeting room. She was so sunk into the book she was reading. It's been a month since Monika left, and it's not like Ashly didn't feel bad when Monika cried in front of her, but what she can do She never likes to share her things with others. And it's not a bad thing because, apparently, her husband is also the same. Well, talking about now, she was reading a book called "The History of the Mafia Kingdom", when Zia entered the room.

I gulped, trying to control the pounding of my heart. “The opening bid starts at five hundred and five million dollars.” The room became noisy. “Six hundred million...” I didn't know how long the bidding was going on, but I zoned out. The numbers continued to increase, higher and higher. Each voice twisted my stomach tighter. I could not force myself to look at the men who were bidding. I already lost my mafia princess status; I was no longer Lucia Romano, one of the most dangerous mafia families in Italy. I was just a prize, a slut, a possession, and another woman in a cage.

He always lies. He used to be someone. A capo in the Diavoli. Feared, respected. Men lowered their eyes when they spoke his name. He was supposed to be next in line for underboss. Then came the drinking. The losses. The debts. When Mama got sick, everything collapsed. He gambled more, begged for loans from men who smile as they sharpen their knives. Eventually, even the mafia washed their hands of him. And now… now his debt is mine. I check my phone, thumb trembling on the cracked screen. I’m already late.

" I yelled, my words hanging in the air like a threat. Just then, I saw the Triplet Mafia men walking towards me, their black tuxedos exuding an aura of confidence and elegance. "What's going on?" I asked curiously. One of them spoke, his voice firm. "You have violated our code of conduct. You lied about your address and now you're acting dumb." I shrugged, feigning nonchalance. "Hey... Are you mad about just a simple lie? We lie all the time, don't we? After all, we are mafias!" I said, raising my hands in the air.

"You're shaking." I was indeed shaking and very much naked. I collected the shirt from him and buttoned it up with shaky hands when he took it off. "What just happened?" "Lyra..." "No, you don't get to lie your way through this. You literally just killed a person and looked okay with it, and he seemed to know you too. What are you not telling me?" I think I kind of knew at this point, but still wanted him to say it. "You were right. I'm part of a Mafia group."

He was sitting on the couch, as if waiting for her to wake up. Eva recalls last night how this man brutally murdered a man, and hatred has filled her heart. Eva looks into his eyes. “So it was true that you are associated with the mafia; then why didn't you agree when I asked the question?” Rafael laughs “You asked the wrong question, baby girl.” Rafael gets up and walks slowly towards her, and Eva tries hard to free herself. “No need to lie. I saw your cruelty last night.” “When did I say that I am not related to the mafia, but I am not only related to the mafia, but I am a MAFIA KING myself, baby girl?”

Sierra and Jay rise from their plush seats when I amble toward them, my hands shoved into my pockets. Her worried gaze meets mine. “Everything okay?” “Fine.” I shrug. “More drugs.” We get into the car, and Jay navigates the streets to Valeriya’s place with ease. “What if she doesn’t talk?” I focus on the scenery while we cruise into a more upscale section of the city. Blackmail—maybe the doc has something we can blackmail her with. Access will be key. “She will,” Sierra says. I run my knuckles across my cheek. “I don’t like it. Half the money to Ricardo goes missing. You’ve got an empty warehouse that should be full. Your showrunner here is a mafia princess with a chip on her shoulder. The s

"The Triad and the Maquese are attempting to annex our areas. Every day, they act with more bravado.Although we're more fortunate than the Las Vegas family, who also has to cope with Mexicans, we can no longer disregard the menace that the Russians and the Taiwanese pose." I became perplexed. Father never discussed business with us. The finer points of the mob world weren't anything that girls needed to be aware of. I should have known better than to interject. "If we wish to defeat the Maquese and the Triad, we must put our dispute with the New York Familia to rest and bond together."The Familia is at peace? The Chicago Outfit's other members, including Father, detested the Familia. They ha