Novel & Cerita Heal Or Kill The Mafia Boss

When desperate times call for desperate choices, 23-year-old Izora Draven does the unthinkable: she signs a legal agreement without reading it, All she wanted was a job to help pay for her mother’s life-saving surgery. What she got instead… was a husband. she doesn’t know that her uncle Benedict Eryx accidentally handed her a marriage contract… Not just any husband Kaiser Eirian, the cold, calculating mafia boss with a reputation that makes grown men tremble. And thanks to a cruel twist of paperwork and power, she’s now legally bound to him. Izora’s world shatters overnight. Thrust into a world of dark luxury, secrets, and deadly alliances, she’s forced to navigate a life she never chose with a man she doesn’t trust, in a marriage she never intended. But as Kaiser makes it clear that this marriage isn’t just legal it’s binding Izora learns there are no easy escapes from his world. And maybe… no safe way out of his arms, either. While she fights to reclaim her freedom, forces around her tighten their grip. Kaiser’s ex-fiancée wants her gone. Benedict hides more than guilt. And as tensions rise, Izora begins to unravel a dangerous truth: nothing in this marriage was an accident. In a war of power, pride, and passion, Izora must decide will she become the pawn everyone expects her to be, or the queen no one saw coming?

21-year-old Larisa Bronc; an unsuccessful reporter who couldn’t write a good story to save her life received a tip from an anonymous person. It was a tip that could lure any reporter in, and sadly, it had lured her. But little did she know, it was a trap, and she had fallen right into it. She had messed with the wrong person and now she was being blackmailed; her virginity or her life…? And that night, the one that she lost wasn’t her life. WARNING: This is a dark romance book, read at your own risk! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

Kent Matthews only wanted two things when he got hired as a secretary: a stable paycheck and a drama-free life. What did he got instead? Spencer Johnson — his new boss who’s hot, arrogant, and so ruthlessly demanding that Kent swears he might actually be Satan in a suit. Surviving Spencer’s mood swings is already a full-time job… until Kent makes the world’s biggest mistake: swiping right on a dating app. One ding later, and guess who his “perfect match” turns out to be? Yep. Mr. Ruthless himself. Now Spencer has a new way of tormenting him. He’ll bark orders at the office by day, then slide into Kent’s DMs on random times with one thing on his mind: steamy, no-strings-attached meetups that leave Kent breathless and dangerously addicted. Kent knows he should quit while he’s ahead, but how do you walk away when your boss is infuriating, intoxicating, and insanely good at kissing you against walls? What started as a swipe has turned into a sizzling game of push and pull, and if Kent’s not careful, he might just fall for the one man he promised himself he’d never catch feelings for.

Bella has spent her whole life being overlooked. A 25-year-old chubby doctor with a cold billionaire mother, she thought things couldn't get worse until the man she loved publicly humiliated her and walked away with a slim and perfect girl. But fate drags her into the mansion of Liam, a ruthless mafia boss bleeding from a gunshot wound and surrounded by men with guns. She saves his life. When he woke up, she was the first person he saw, and the first word that came out of his mouth was, “I like you. You’re mine now. Held captive under luxury and control, Bella becomes the one thing Liam refuses to let go of. But when he discovers she's the daughter of the woman who destroyed his family, his obsession turns into something darker. In a world of blood, betrayal, and buried truth, love wasn't supposed to survive. But Liam will burn the world to keep her.

Being assigned to become the personal guard of a mafia boss is already a difficult task. Becoming his guard and carrying his child at the same time? Near impossible. “The baby isn’t yours.” Luciano smirked, a deadly glint flashing in his eyes. “Oh, really?” he asked, one of his eyebrows raised. He walked closer to me, each of his steps resonating in the dark room. I couldn’t help but gulp at the sight of him. It has been three long years since I’ve last seen him, but why has he even gotten hotter than before? “I’m going to ask you once more,” he said, leaning closer to my face. I held my head up high, determined not to succumb to his charm. “Is she mine?” I shook my head. “Definitely not yours.” His jaw ticked, and he looked to the side before leaning his face even closer to mine, his hot breath hovering over my lips. I held in my breath and watched the alluring movement of his lips. “Then, which scoundrel does that child belong to?” I placed both of my hands on his chest and gently pushed him back. “Why? What are you going to do about it if you know?” He tilted his head to the side and smirked. “I’m going to kill that bastard.”

"Don't try to escape, Lisa. Be a good girl, and you won't have to be punished for it. From the moment you said yes to me, you became mine… your body and your life belong to me," his baritone voice whispered as his hands slid between my thighs. ** When Lisa Sanders is kidnapped by Alessio DeLuca, a ruthless Mafia boss, she’s thrust into a world of danger, luxury, and deceit. "She thought he was a monster. He thought she was his salvation." But the closer she gets to him, the more she realizes he’s not the monster she imagined. Beneath his cold exterior lies a man haunted by his own demons. In a world of lies, bloodshed, and forbidden love, can they survive the ultimate betrayal?

Gosh! Those eyes! They were screaming cute! His masculine beauty was out of this world and he is the kind of man I’d love. The only problem I saw in him was the big tattoo on his arm that extended to his wrists. Being a typical church girl, I couldn’t end up with such a man unless I wanted to be disowned by my father. “I’d have a glass of martini, extra dirty and tacos.” He said in a dreamy gusty voice. “Coming right up” I said taking the menu list and flashed a timid smile at him. I felt my cheeks burning and if there was a mirror around here, I’d have checked how embarrassing I must be looking. My face must have definitely turned pink. I watched him as he ate gracefully without looking elsewhere, his eyes were fixed on his phone. His short brown hair was to die for, I instantly wished I could run my fingers through them. Too bad, I might not be the kind of woman he wants; it wouldn't hurt to have sinful fantasies. He suddenly looked towards me, maybe he must have noticed I had my eyes on him all along. Immediately he locked eyes with mine, I looked elsewhere pretending to looking for something that wasn’t missing. I could tell he gave a faint smile but kept sipping his drink slowly, as he was gazing at his phone. He gave a signal to come and get his bill and I walked gracefully to him. God! I wish he could just take me to bed. Oops! I’m a church girl and shouldn’t be thinking of things like that. “You should take a picture of me, it will last longer.” He said in a baritone voice.

“Be a good girl for me and come fucking closer.” Alfred’s voice was husky, and angry. It made me dizzy with sinful lust. I gulped as I obediently closed the distance between us. He inched even closer and I felt my breath hitch when his hands found my thighs and I was hosteled up, back plastered against a wall in an instant. “Who am I?” “My- my husband.” I whispered, mouth quivering. His fingers tangled in my hair, a kiss against my arched throat. “That’s right. You belong to me, and not my fucking idiotic brother. I own everything– your body, your heart and your soul. They’re all mine.” ~~~~ Bella had her life mapped out. Go to med school, graduate, make enough money to get her father and brother a better life, and fall in love. Her plans were destroyed when she found out she had been promised to a Mafia Don as a collateral for a debt. Alfred Winston was someone no sane person wanted to mess with– he was ruthless, filthily rich and very powerful; he wields authority like second nature. How is life as the wife of a Mafia’s Don going to be for Bella? It sure as hell won’t be a bump free ride when Alfred’s younger brother– Damien, was smoking hot and hell bent on heating Bella’s curvy body up with that smoke, and let’s not forget the amount of dangers lurking at every damn corner, ready to consume Bella at the slightest opportunity.

My sister leaves some last words before committing suicide, and everyone who sees those words die. My grandmother is the first to go, and then my father. In the end, even my mother jumps off a 30-story building. The reporters fall over themselves trying to score an interview with me, and the police interrogate me. Countless people want to know what my sister's last words are. However, I keep my silence until my sister's tenth death anniversary. I see a figure before her grave, and I'm agitated beyond imagination. I know it's time for death to take me.

My child-free husband went back to his hometown for a funeral, and after he returned, he suddenly wanted me to have a baby. He was one of the best obgyns in the state, so he handled my IVF procedure himself. After more than 160 hormone shots, we finally heard the baby’s rhythmic heartbeats for the first time, which made my usually calm husband tear up. Soon, he tightened every part of my routine, from a strict diet to my schedule, and once my belly started showing, he barely let me get out of bed. I thought he was just being overly protective. But then, right by my ear, I heard a nasty little boy’s voice. [Which player starts their mission inside the womb? And she’s not even my mom!] [Just four more months. My dad will make sure she dies on the operating table so he can keep only his son.] [After that, he’ll bring my real mom back, and my mission will be complete!] I canceled my afternoon checkup immediately as soon as I heard this. Did the system forget to tell him that he wasn’t the only player in this world?