Let Me Go My Mafia Husband Novels & Stories

After I was kidnapped by my Family’s enemies, I was left with severe PTSD. I couldn’t stand the noise of intense sound. On our wedding day, my husband, the Mafia Don Andre, swore before God that he would create a world of silence for me. For five years, he never wore any device that made a sound. He even ordered that no gunshots were to be heard anywhere in Sicily, losing several major deals because of it. Until my best friend Alice returned to Sicily and openly played rock music inside the estate. The terror of being kidnapped came rushing back. I crawled onto the floor, begging and apologizing over and over. Tears mixed with the blood running down my face as I kept hitting my head against

He was about to punch me when he stopped and became pale and weaker. The knife I used was small but, it had a deadly poison. "Goodbye, dog of a mafia org." I'm a killer, yeah, I'm not just an ordinary model. I hate Mafia the most. I love killing them. ------- "Wifey, awake, awake!" I woke up when Warren jumped on our bed. "What's the matter Warren?" I asked sleepily. He lay down next to me and moved his foot. "You have a male visitor. His name is Yuhan." He said while pouting.

I didn't know where the other guests were and honestly, I didn't care. The door of our room opened and Noah entered. I stood up and ran towards him. "Where is he? Where is my husband? Is he alright? Please tell me. Take me there. I want to meet him. Say something, damn it. HE IS MY HUSBAND FOR GOD SAKE. Stop your shitty mafia business and take me to my husband." I cried out while shouting and holding his shirt. My knees weakened and before I could fall he held me up. "That's the first step of being entitled to your position.." He smirked, "My Queen."

I grabbed my smoothie from Nora and moved to leave, “Tell Dean he’s coming with me to the negotiation leave, Nora leave us.” His voice was cold, Matteo threw me a stiff smile as he turned to leave, “See you around, ma’am,” he said as he leaves. I gave him a wide smile. “I’ll be counting on that.” Only then did I turn to leave until my husband’s voice stopped me. “You seem to have far too much time on your hands, smiling at my men, playing friend, Are you that desperate for attention?” I turned slowly, my blood boiling, “Well, seeing as I’m just the mafia wife who all she has do all her life is to lie on her back and birth your precious heirs, yes, I do have time.”

In my previous life, my mafia husband conspired with his mistress to let me burn alive. I never expected God to give me the chance to live again. This time, I would make the complete opposite choice. I would escape far away and live well. "Mr. Marino said no one from the Moretti family is welcome at his celebratory party." I looked at the burly bodyguard in front of me. His hand rested on the gun holster at his waist, his tone dripping with obvious contempt.

HIS SECRET WIFE: (MARRIAGE OF CONVIENCE MAFIA ROMANCE) Tropes: Forced promiximity, Plus size FMC, Mafia, Sweet mafia romance, marriage of convience, Brandy: My husband is disgusted and ashamed of me. Everyone laughed when I walked down the aisle. We were forced to marry and all he wants to do is get rid of me. His family resorted to starving me for days so I could lose weight. Once again, I am alone. I just need to keep my head down and stay out of his way.

But I somehow manage to stop myself. "Let go of me." She says breathlessly, as she struggles to free her wrist but stills the moment I take another step and press her flush against my chest while lowering my lips to whisper near her ear. "I have worked for years to become the biggest mafia king in the entirety of the world, and I will not have you ruining that for me just because you were foolish enough to fall for me and that isn't working out so well for you any longer. Finally I am getting closer to breaking your father's empire bit by bit and even your brother with his tech genius can barely manage to scratch me, let alone wound me." She shivers when I press a kiss to the side of her nec

Mama Li narrowed her eyes slightly but said nothing. “I married him,” I continued. “He had money, power, connections… and he gave me everything I wanted, but I paid for it dearly.” “He mafia?” Mama Li asked quietly. I bit my lower lip. Thomas shot up in his chair. “Divorce him!” he barked. “You here now, no? That's why you here!” Mama Li lifted a hand to stop him from ranting. She tilted her head slightly, studying me. “Something wrong,” she said. “You not just leave husband like that.”

If what kind of a mistake have I ever done in order for him just to hide me as a wife, but until now the answer remains blank. I was back in my sense when his door suddenly opened. He stood and stared at me seriously while wearing nothing other than his boxer shorts. I immediately took my eyes off of him and then continued walking. Even before I could get away I heard him call his men and ordered to dispatch the woman he had slept with. I laughed softly as I walked down the stairs. Yes, it is also not new to me to hear such a command from him. He is a mafia boss after all, a ruthless one. And I, Jazzie Zamora, am his wife.

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.