Mafia Arranged Marriage Romane & Geschichten

She gasped, my words lodging straight into her heart. Her lips trembled. "I... I heard you talking about mum. About bartering me away to the highest bidder. And I'm not even a DiMarco yet. Don't I even get a say in who I choose to spend the rest of my life with?" She asked desperately. "No, Bianca." I exhaled a frustrated breath, massaging my forehead. "It's the way things are. Arranged marriages are common in the mafia. I will hand you over to someone kind and respectful. It's the best I can offer."

have trust issue , will try to escape not to mention they will be scared from you and the list is long . In our world marriages are generally done between two Mafia families either fixed by our parents or we date each other quite shocking I know! Mine happened to be through dating, Liza ( his wife) and Lucy( his daughter) are the best thing happened to me in this life . I am orphan but my godfather Alejandro who trained me and his son Stephan to be the best in our work and to survive the hardship of this glamorous yet extremely dangerous life convinced liza's father for the marriage who was not happy with the fact that I was not born into a mafia family or a loyal family as they like to

A commitment to maintain peace. I wasn't a complete moron. I was aware that this was also about money and power, but it wasn't the whole story. Both were experiencing a decline as a direct result of various criminal groups such as the Russian Mafia known as "The maquese," the Taiwanese Triad, and others striving to increase their influence in our areas. It was necessary for the various Italian families throughout the United States to put an end to their feuds and collaborate in order to prevail over their adversaries. It would be an incredible privilege for me to wed the eldest son of the New York family. Since the day I became engaged to Damon, my father and all of my other male relatives h

Waiting for Darryl to leave, Anne let out a breath, her tense body finally relaxed and leaned back in the chair. "Didn't expect Darryl Rider to want to marry our daughter." Mr. Joshua ruffled his hair and muttered. "It's actually possible, as long as he's willing to help our family." "Noway." "Cannot." Anne and Regina exclaimed at the same time. If Mr. Joshua could understand that Regina was against marrying Darryl because she was afraid, he was baffled by his wife's overreaction. "Isn't this a good thing for Regina? Even though she's a bit disadvantaged to be the wife of a notorious mafia boss." Mr. Joshua told Mrs. Anne.

“Why are you not giving up on me? There are far better men beside me. You were arranged to marry a man. Why don’t you marry him.” She attempted to gag. “I would rather die than marry that old man. You know what the rumors around him are?” “I’m not interested to know.” “You should because it concerns my security. They said that he was into drugs. He is a member of a mafia organization. You know what a mafia is, right?” I scoffed. “You’re just saying that because you don’t want to marry him.” She stood and stomped her foot. “I don’t want to marry someone like him! I don’t want to marry a criminal.”

My voice trembles with emotion, and I feel broken and hopeless. Nikolai’s response only angers me further. “I think they do. You are very important. You are an 18-year-old New York mafia princess and a virgin, well, supposed virgin, who is supposed to marry one of the Outfit’s bosses – Mario Alfonso, in an arranged marriage to keep the peace between the Outfit and New York. The Outfit wouldn’t have arranged a marriage if you weren’t important. A young bride’s virginity is paramount to the groom in an arranged marriage. What better way to take revenge on Mario Alfonso than to take his young bride’s virginity?” he says, and I spin around to face him, my fists clenched at my sides.

he said finally. I didn’t respond right away. Instead, I flipped open the dossier in front of me and pretended to read the figures I’d already memorized. I understood perfectly. This merger was worth billions. A partnership that would solidify my family’s reach across three countries. But it wasn’t the numbers that made them nervous. It was me. More specifically, my reputation. And the headlines that still hadn’t stopped printing my name. MAFIA HEIR’S SECRET AFFAIR EXPOSED.

But I will never make any future daughters suffer the way they made women suffer back when men ruled the Mafia word with their dicks. My boys will not be forced to marry anyone out of mafia arrangement if they don't want to. The arrangement made between my dad and Mr. Lopez, worked out only because we meet outside of the mafia word and they didn't even know who I was, shit I didn't even know who I was.

The only solution was an arranged marriage with Zane Mendoza, the man who now owned their debts —and, apparently, me. I hadn’t known until then just how far Zane’s reach extended. That the man I had married as a reckless nineteen-year-old wasn’t just a playboy but the heir to a secret mafia dynasty. Now, he was the mafia don himself, a man whose power and influence were as terrifying as they were undeniable. And I had walked right into his trap for the second time. I had tried to argue with my parents, to disagree with them and make them see reasons why this marriage could not hold. But they were adamant and wouldn’t listen to me.

make her jealous. Luca's gaze flicked to the rearview mirror. "What?" "Make her jealous," Fredo repeated. "If she still has feelings for you, it will bring her to you. If not…" Luca leaned back, the idea taking root. "And how do you suggest I do that?" "There's a mafia daughter, her name is Hikky. Arrange a fake marriage. It would look like a peace treaty, but really… it's bait." Luca's lips curved, a dangerous glint in his eyes. "A fake marriage to provoke Alessia…"