Romans & histoires Mafia Arranged Marriage

I leaned forward, thinking I may have found the weak link, "Really? In what way was it arranged?" "Well, truthfully, Noah was meant to marry another woman from another mafia family. But he saw me with my friends one night and decided he wanted me. He is thirty years older so you can imagine it was quite shocking. But he met with my father and due to his business, my father agreed to give my hand. My family has been well looked after ever since." I nodded, "Great business mind you have there for someone who prefers to sit on the sidelines." Truthfully, I felt sick t my stomach that Noah had done that to her when she was so young.

"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.

My mum and I tried to do everything possible to make sure this marriage didn't happen but my father was bent on making it happen. After about a week I noticed that I really didn't have any other choice,so I decided to agree to the marriage, and my dad was so happy. But I had my own plans in my heart. Since Macey made my father want us to get married, then I will marry her, and make her regret her decision. I thought and sighed softly as I waited patiently to start with my plans. MACEY POV After Mr James made the decision of me and Carter getting married. Carter and his mother tried all they could to talk to him to change his mind, and they even went ahead to warn me.

"For what it's worth, I'm sorry it happened this way." A hollow laugh escaped me. "Which part? The kidnapping? The threats? Or the forced marriage?" "All of it." We sat in silence for a moment, the reality of the situation settling between us like a physical weight. "Why would your brother even want this?" I finally asked. "He hates me. And he could have killed my father without dragging me into it." Lilliana sighed, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "Rafael doesn't do anything without purpose. A marriage alliance gives him control of your father's territories without bloodshed. Without a war that would cost lives on both sides."

"Ryan, do you think I'm stupid? You slept with almost every girl in this damn NY city while you were engaged with me. I didn't say a word. Do you know why? Because, I thought I shouldn't tie you in a relation when you were just 18 years old. I gave you your freedom. So, you could enjoy your days before we officially engage." "But that doesn't mean that didn't hurt. Our relatives knew what you were doing. They asked me in different ways that if you were not satisfied with me, if we were still engaged. Mom would say it is just the age. Then you stopped sleeping around. But just because you stopped, the fact can't be ignored that you were disloyal. Yes, our marriage was completely arranged, the

Especially in the state my mind was currently in. "I thought you said I did mean something to you, though?" Lena asked in a muted tone as she tried to control her emotions. "That came out wrong," I admitted. "I just meant that the marriage was arranged. It's not like I actually proposed to you. It wasn't an emotional choice it was logical. “This marriage is and was completely controlled by the politics of our countries. And it is our duty, all emotion aside, to make sure we follow through with the promises that our father's made. Love and duty don't always go hand in hand. Sometimes you have to choose."

The vase shattered against his temple, blood trickling down his face. Wiping the blood away, he raised his hand to swear: “Eva, if I break my vow, let me die under the gun of the enemy, leave no bones behind!” His sincerity moved me. That was when I finally agreed to be with him. He really wasn’t afraid of death. Dad paused. “I’ll contact Vincent immediately.” Vincent, managing the mafia empire in Sicily, was not easy to reach. I showed Dad a message on my phone. “The engagement contract is binding, and Vincent has spoken. The marriage won’t be canceled. Just wait until he returns to New York to finalize the details.”

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.

And they had mentioned me by name. Not as a general concern. By name, specifically, like my presence here was something they had already factored into whatever arrangement they had with him. I rode the rest of the way in silence with my jaw tight and my mind pulling everything apart piece by piece. He had been watching me for years. He had agreed to the marriage. He had brought me here. He had a deal with rogues who knew my name. And rogues had killed my mother after a dispute between his pack and mine.

“Except dating. I can’t have my wife dating other men.” “And you won’t see other women.” She said it like a statement, not a question. “Aye, you’ll be my moon and stars, lass.” “I don’t see how we’re going to do this today. We need a license, an officiant.” I placed the envelope on the table. “Taken care of.” She opened the flap and pulled out the marriage license I’d applied for, both of our names already written down. “Are you serious? You knew I’d say yes?”