Mafia Arranged Marriage Books Novels & Stories

Maria couldn't speak. Rafael finally stepped forward. “I'll tell them.” Maria turned. “Don't.” Rafael smiled. “Years ago, Maria made a deal with the Black Rose.” Elena stared at her. “What deal?” Rafael looked at Elena. “She agreed to give them her first daughter.” Elena's face went white. “What?” Livia stepped backward. “No…” Maria cried. “I was forced.” “You gave me away?” “I was trying to save you.” “You gave Livia away!”

This was beyond surreal. “And this so-called ‘inheritance’ is what you're trying to get by marrying me.” I said, carefully and he nodded. “It was in my father's will, passed from heir to heir, but he added a condition. I'm expected to be married for a minimum of six months. The sooner the better.” He said, “Marco doesn't know about the will, of course, and I won't let him find out. This isn't his centre of power, so he holds limited information. What happened last night was a fluke, but my men have already reinforced the city. He won't know about your existence either. I don't plan on putting anyone else in this. Even if it means taking certain measures, I will make sure that you can live y

Hi guys. While we wait for our next chapter you can check out ‘Forced Mafia Brides’ by Tema G.M (me). It has the same concept when it comes to the arranged marriage but it’s more darker. The male character lead is very rough around the edges. The female lead is willing to fight this unwanted marriage as best as she could, very vocal, and strong willed. The book is spicy. Unconventional sexual content. Please read the trigger warnings. Love you all. Tema G.M

I'd like to believe that he wouldn't think of me in that manner as long as he had other women to screw. "If I understand properly, it's just six months till your wedding," the store owner chimed in. She was the only one who seemed to be happy. It should come as no surprise that she would be quite wealthy now. The ultimate marriage between the Chicago and New York mafias was expected to be a grand occasion. Money wasn't important.

“Yes, we just—” Slowly, I shook my head, my gaze locked on her stunning stare. I took a step closer, heat building around us as electricity snapped and crackled with the warning of an impending storm. Camila Ruiz was too young, too delicate, and too pure for a man like me. The Mafia and cartel had two marriages securing our alliance. Spoiling a cartel princess could ruin everything. I shut my mind down in considering right versus wrong. After all, I wasn’t a man who was guided by such simplistic standards. A few days ago, my knife was covered in another man’s blood. His body was now dissolving in a vat of acid.

Most of my cousins were either married or engaged at my age. I was an exception only because my parents were dead, so there was no one who could arrange my marriage other than Damon. Who had other important things to work on at that time, rather than looking for a guy to marry me, which gave me a little extra time than other women. But it came to an end when a war broke out between Cosa Nostra and the American mafia which made Cosa Nostra seek out Bratava for help and which eventually led to me marrying Alex, which scared me.

I was grateful to our parents, for the Mafia's Arranged Love. --- The End --- A/N: So... that was it. Thank you for loving my story. My other works here: 1) Love Of The Mafia King (Ruby & Vexon's story) 2) The Extrovert Weds The Introvert (Blaze & Diva's story) 3) The Secret Of My Boss (Aria & Zaiden's story) 4) The Vampire Potion (Alexander & Becca's story)

she kept saying. "Chin…” Liam looked at the news, he realized something. “Chin, don't tell me your husband is a mafia boss?" he asked. Selene wiped her tears and looked at Liam, depressed in her eyes. "Y-You're right, Liam. He is the one I married with ... Lyon Drake Armstrong," he replied. Liam was disappointed because he had not expected his best friend to marry a demon powerful man. He almost lost his appetite sitting next to Selene.

“I know how it sounds, okay? Believe me, I know. But they weren’t threatening me. They were... professional. Cold, but… polite. Like it was a business transaction.” She stares at me like I’ve completely lost it. “Polite? Alyssa, they’re the Valentinos. Polite is just another weapon for people like them. What did they say? Tell me why they gave you $5000?” The words feel heavier when I have to form them aloud. “They want me to marry their son.” Carmen blinks. Once. Twice. “I’m sorry.... what?” “Two years. I marry their son, Stephano. I give them a child, and then I’m free.”

"Why would I give him the satisfaction? But feel free to run back to him. I won't stop you." "I wasn't supposed to stay. It was a temporary fix until Camila came back from whatever hole she was in. I only did it because the family would have been slaughtered if the deal fell through." "The deal is dead anyway. Your grandfather is selling the docks to Chicago behind my back." His eyes went wide. "What?" "He’s tanking the merger. So tell me, where is the real bride? Where is my actual wife?" "I don't know. She was in a clinic... she showed up at the gala last week demanding hush money."