Novel & Cerita His Unwanted Wife Is The Mafia Princess

"Then why are you here now? You let me go to them, and now I am married to the son of that family. He loves m----" "That's your misconception!" She flinched when he cut her off. He gulped gritting his teeth. "That cruel beast can never love you," She scoffed clenching her jaw. "If he's cruel then what you are? At least he didn't abandon me, that family raised me and their son married me even after you threw me away. Even after this if he's cruel then what are you?" Stark gulped nodding his head. "You're right, I am a coward, selfish greedy man who didn't care about you. But if you think he's any better then I have to admit he manipulated you well." She frowned at his words.

ANTHONIO ARMANI. No woman dares to hit me and go scot free without her bones broken, not just a woman, no one. But there was something about her that caught my attention. She was fierce, and determined to get what she wanted and she wasn’t scared to lose her life in the process, these were the traits I needed in a wife, a woman that would become the Queen of the Turkish Mafia. I knew I had to have her, so I immediately sent a threat to her father to ensure that she becomes my wife within 24 hours. I scared him so badly that he even sent her down to Turkey without second thoughts. I pity the poor woman, her own father wasn’t even willing to fight for her.

But today, I would. This marriage was not built on love. It was built on power, on the merging of two massive mafia families. Daniil, the powerful king of the Russian underworld, was about to become my husband. My father had orchestrated the entire thing to protect our family. Our organization, though large, was nothing compared to Daniil’s. My father’s hope was that this marriage would secure an alliance, the one that would allow him to overthrow Daniil eventually. But I couldn’t shake the feeling that, in the end, I was just a pawn in my father’s plan. I stared at my reflection in the mirror, adjusting the veil that covered my face. My wedding dress was white, the lace intricate, the satin

I’ve read all your comments, noted all the complaints and have poured all that into my next book. I am thrilled to announce that “The Unwanted Wife: Arranged To The Cursed Alpha”, is on the horizon. In this new tale, you’ll find amazing characters with deep chemistry. It’s a werewolf romance book but I promise you, it’s not the usual story you read every time. Our female lead, Alana, is feisty and passionate. I can’t wait for you all to read about her because I’ve never written about a character I love so much. The male lead, Darius, is just as stubborn as Damian. But there’s a twist. He is everything a woman would want, only if he manages to communicate with Alana who is dying to figure him

As his secretary thought of what had happened to her boss, she felt sorry for him and his girlfriend. His secretary walks towards the garage to inform the driver to get ready for the car. Then suddenly a beautiful lady that was wearing a red sleeveless whole dress with, above the knees cut, and red high heeled shoes saw her and called. "Hi, you are Miss Trinidad, right, the secretary of my boyfriend?" It was Elena Salvador, daughter of the mayor in M city and the girlfriend of Leonard Lee. Her family was well-known to have a bad reputation and rival of the grandpa of Leonard. That is why his grandfather opposed their relationship.

I guess we are all capable of anything when it comes to love. She never knew my origins, what my real name was. I’d taken the name Arlington a long time ago, to hide myself, to remain anonymous but still in charge. My family name, Josen, was one to be feared, after all. We were the largest mafia family on the coast, running everything from drugs to gambling dens, prostitutes, and various scams. Everything was in my power, and everyone was afraid of what my men were capable of.

"You are the one being delusional for years now, Anastasia. You married Regan because you thought he would love you, but guess what? He's still obsessed and loves me." Her words were like knives, each one cutting deeper than the last. I felt my heart shatter with every sentence she uttered but I kept my face emotionless. "Everyone out there knows that Regan loves me so much. Everyone knows us. They are our friends, and they also know that he doesn't love you. So, between the two of us, you are the one who does not belong here.” "And yet, I am the wife," I said calmly. Her eyes narrowed. "An unwanted wife."

“Okay. Thank you Kalis. Please call me the second it’s over. Don’t tell him anything that’ll make him suspicious.” “Kate, I’m not sure how long I can lie to him. The man isn’t just smart. He’s dangerous.” “I know. But he’s also dying.” I hung up and looked at myself in the mirror. My reflection stared back like a stranger, my mind seemed blank starring at the new being I saw in the mirror. Who was this? Was this who I’d become? A wife by force, a lover by secret, and now a spy in my own marriage? I left the room and made my way toward Pierre’s office, knowing full well the storm brewing inside would be nothing compared to the one unraveling in his veins.

I was never good enough, but that happens when your uncle is in the Mafia, I guess. It's not what you think; Carmen isn't a pedophile, but she gets off on some sick shit, just not little kids, thank fuck. As the wife of a mafia member, she holds a lot of weight. If I had disrespected her, then my uncle would have whipped me, yet I disappointed him when I allowed his wife to treat me as she did and still does. It was a never-ending battle.

“Bianca…she’s the delicate type too. Perfect third wife material.” “What do you mean?” I ask, frowning. “I mean that these mafia men, they think they want a sassy dragon as a wife, all fire and passion,” she bares her teeth at me, playful, making it perfectly clear that she includes herself in this category, “but by the time they get to their third wife? They just want a pretty, wilting little flower they can boss around.” She sighs, and looks me up and down, clearly indicating which category she thinks I fall into.