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What is he playing at? “W-w-what?” Anaya stuttered. She remained frozen in place. Her eyes were wide and her mouth opened due to shock. I could sense a million thoughts racing through her mind. But I remained silent. She needs to process all this. Arranging marriages is nothing new for us Mafia members but this is not her world. Though I did not expect myself to be a part of one such plan, I will push through it as well and reach the top. “I know it’s overwhelming, my dear, but trust me, it’s for your benefit,” Viler said.

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.

“Well, before that whole… fiasco, we were saying something.” Vivienne recovered quickly, her smile snapping back into place. “Yes. We’re married now. It’s been bliss, really.” She batted her lashes, looking across the table. “So what do you think of it, Luciano?” He leaned back, shaking his head slowly.“You two?” He raised a brow. “Really?” He didn’t need to say more. He knew what game they were playing. His father and Vivienne’s father had cooked up an arrangement months ago that would have joined their two mafia families through Luciano’s marriage to Vivienne.

"Sylvie, my love, you don't have to be afraid of me. I don't usually go to such lengths." I looked into his earnest, almost wary eyes and gave a faint smile. "I thought your approach was pretty effective." After all, Felix would never have backed down on his own. And I was tired of the whole mess dragging on. That evening, Harold threw a lavish dinner, calling in elders from both the Bonanno and Dallamano families to iron out the details of the wedding. This wasn't just a joining of two people. It was a strategic alliance between two mafia families.

I stammered, pointing at myself. There’s no way they’re letting me marry the enemy for real. It’s already too much that my family’s not paying attention to me despite me trying hard, but now they also want me to marry Lucian Moretti? Heck, no! “Yes, Miss Vale. You heard it right,” Roman replied in a mocking tone. He looked down on me just like everyone else. “You don’t need me to explain the details unless you need me to spell it out for you what it means to be married, yeah?”

Without another word, the three men exited, leaving only Mateo Bellandi, diplomat of the Bellandi family and the third son of the clan. Calmly, he adjusted his cufflinks before speaking, his voice smooth and deliberate. “We would like to propose something different… an alliance between our families. Through marriage.” I narrowed my eyes, observing him in silence. “My sister, Aria Bellandi ” Mateo continued in a steady tone, “is of age and perfectly suited for a marriage like this. If she were to marry you, Luca, it would unite our families by blood rather than merely through business. To strengthen that bond, one of your sisters would also marry into the Bellandi family.”

Uncle Stefan, uncle Vlad, and Kirill follow him. “I don’t care what the rest of you think. I know I am right. Dimitri was forced into this marriage because my husband needed a way to control the Solis mafia and Victoria agreed to marry my son to save her family. The Solis mafia no longer exists and Victoria doesn’t need to protect her family anymore. The deal is off. We all know it and they are both free to do what they want with their lives. Now my son can be with the woman he truly loves and stop settling for... her,” Anastasia says with disdain. I feel as if I had been stabbed in the stomach. Her words are so hurtful they cause me physical pain.

Uhm Lucian" I said, instead he held his fingers up, signalling me to jt shut, I obeyed not because I wanted to but I just made a promise " Mom and dad got married, she was the first mafia wife, and Dad loved her so much, growing as a child and an heir, I was never treated as one, but one day a war broke out, between my family and and another after dad killed the only daughter of the most feared leader of the local mafia.

of the organization, I had to be protected above all. I called my advisor back into the room; I intended to marry Emma later this week. I didn't want to delay any longer; the sooner we got married, the better for my business. In mafia culture, marriage could be seen as a demonstration of status and respect, and that's exactly what I was aiming for. "Lorenzo, have the decorators, event planners, and whoever else is necessary expedite everything; I want to get married later this week. Also, arrange for a honeymoon at some discreet location, alright?"

Ivory spoke up and I could sense the way her demeanor changed immediately. She didn't like Jeremy, I know. But when it comes to the mafia world, whether we like each other or not, arranged marriage must go on. It is a must. A compulsory tradition. “No, Mom. Can we not talk about him? Let's just have a happy dinner. My mood is already ruined.” She muttered, rolling her eyes secretly at me, but I pretended like her innocent eyes didn't just make my dick twitch for the fifth time today.