Mafia Arranged Marriage Novels & Stories

In the case that Inaya herself request parties (Tara and Don) to find her a husband, both parties cannot choose a groom with past criminal record, connection with mafias or business matters that involve illegality. The kind of marriage Tara described in contract had never occurred in the history of Frantinos, almost every marriage was arranged and had a hidden business agenda. Donavan realised Tara didn't want a marriage like herself for her daughter, she wanted Inaya to tangentially leave the mafia world as far as possible. It was part of the reason why Tara had kept her daughter away from Don, afraid that she would be the part of his cruel, merciless world and would become just one of the

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?"

So she didn't. "I met up with my father. It's not enough his name and influence are preventing me from getting an honest job—he keeps trying to get me to marry some jerk." Mr. Fabio listened intently and frowned. "Maybe you should get married." Elena snorted. "If you want to, I mean," Mr. Fabio insisted. "Arranged marriages in the mafia don't deal with divorcees. Their ideal mafia woman needs to be pure, after all." Only Mr. Fabio could bring up the mafia traditions without sounding scared stiff or like he was threatening someone. Just another reason Elena admired the old man.

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.

One of his men almost laughed. Dante nodded. "You will have the document written and signed in black and white" This was it. I had forcefully agreed to marry Dante in order to spare my family of gun brawls. My marriage had been finalised.

He said and I looked at him surprised. Mum and Dad's marriage was arranged. Her dad was just telling her now. "Kim, even if you don't get married to Alfred, you will either get wedded to the son of Jeguk industries or rather you will get married to one of the twins of Marshall group of companies," He explained and pecked my hair as tears fell from my eyes. "But Dad, I don't love him," I sobbed my voice choked with tears and my Dad embraced me. I sobbed harder on his shoulder. Why are bad things happening now?! First I broke up with Andrew now this arranged marriage stuff.

Ling Weihao's eyes were cold and he said in a low voice, "Don't forget that you are the one who has a fiancée -" A trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and Wen Yuhang said, "This was only arranged by my parents when I was abroad without my consent. I absolutely could not accept a business marriage. I've already made it clear to Shinian that I'm only treating her like a sister." He was a little agitated and a little angry.

But not Alexandro. He sat at that table like he owned the room. His father, Marco Campania, was already a legend. Ruthless, strategic, feared across Europe. But it was Alexandro who stole all the attention without saying a word. Even my uncle—the leader of the Leoni—kept glancing at him. There was something magnetic about him. Dangerous. Royal. And absolutely off-limits. You see, Alexandro had sworn never to marry anyone from the mafia. His father had been trying for years to get him to choose a wife. Every time, Alexandro refused. He had one condition: the woman he married had to be innocent. Clean. No knowledge of mafia life. No blood ties. No involvement.

It takes me by surprise. “We will have children, Princess. You may despise me right now; you may not forgive me now either for making you have an arranged marriage to me and threatening your father’s life. Trust me, though this is for the best. Sooner or later there will be a war, not necessarily between the Gianluca family and the Santangelo’s but with other families. They are all hungry and greedy for the power. This is the best way. The only way to secure you and your family. The alliance will give me the power I need, the leverage necessary for nobody to go up against me.”

His voice low as he explained without me asking, my curious gaze must have given me away, “Jordan is the mafia Lord of this city, trust me, he has a lot on his plate. You should have known he had married you for business purposes also. I mean, he would given you all you want but the attention, the care, the love… those things aren't in a mafia's dictionary, Sierra” I slowly pushed him away as I said, “Thanks for the encouragement” I sniffed. I hated that I married someone like this. I don't get to have his attention or anything? Really? What's the use?