Romans & histoires Mafia Arranged Marriage

Paris lowered her head recollecting everyone who used to bully her at a younger age because she was the only one with bright red hair and a face filled with freckles. "You've found out why you've thought of yourself ugly now right?" Archer inquired Paris seeing the sad expression on her face Paris slowly nodded. "I will marry you," Paris heard Archer. Her eyes went to him quickly. "However, I will tell you the true reason why I'm marrying you since you were truthful to me, and I want you to know the type of arranged marriage you're in for.” Paris nodded curiously to know what he was about to tell her. "I don't believe in love not after what my mom did to my dad," Archer told Paris.

err I mean marriage ever, thank you, Adeline ", my father said, he then stood up immediately without waiting for me to speak, and muttering something about new guns and more protection. I was speechless for a while as I processed my thoughts. It was common knowledge in the Cosa Nostra that most marriages were made because of profit and business alliances, and not out of love. Some even go as far as promising their children to people for a contract to be sealed. This was a common practice in the mafia, or at least so I heard. The Italian Mafia also known as the Cosa Nostra is the oldest Mafia and the first one to ever exist and it's base is here in Sicily. We have grown from generation to gen

Mother, Greta was married to Jacopo Colombo—a high profile boss of one of the biggest organised outfits in the United State. Marcello always wondered if Greta was forced to marry Jacopo because the Mafia was well known for their contract or arranged marriage, whatever they call it. Traditionally women in Mafia families were kept outside the business side of things. Greta was simply a mother and housewife. He had never seen Greta and Jacopo showing any kind of love towards each other. It was obvious Greta respected her husband but didn't love him. Marcello wasn't interested in those two words 'marriage and love'. Not even kids.

This arranged marriage would be about me, submitting myself completely to him. This is an Arrangement of occurrence a proof that Irisian Marie Villafuente is agreeing to undertake herself to Zachary Levi Esqueza within 36 weeks validity of this agreement. She shall not have any romantic relationship in men, nor do what she wants without any consent of Zachary Levi Esqueza. She must perform the habitual activity of a normal housewife to her husband-boss when Zachary Levi Esqueza requested for it. She must oblige, not argue and submit herself unless there are unsafe circumstances.

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.

She packed them up in a bun and packed it with the excess on her wedding dress she had torn off earlier because it had been dragging after her. Today was supposed to be her wedding. Her father Piero Mattia, an elderly man known for his stern nature had arranged the marriage between her and another Mafia family, the Lorenzos. Her father had been encountering problems in his business because his investments had taken a rather different turn that he thought. He couldn't keep up with his daily activities and he didn't want anyone to know because It'd ruin his name.

Last time he called us all in, he told us he secretly got married just two days after meeting his wife. “As you know, we are making peace with the Italians,” he says. “They agreed to my terms, I agreed to theirs, and now we just need to organize a wedding to make it official.” He raises his eyebrows. “So, who wants to be the groom?” No one says anything. We don’t do arranged marriages in the Bratva. That’s something the Italians do, and no one wants to end up stuck with a woman who might cause problems. Everyone knows that’s what she would be yet I can't help but wonder who Adrian will choose. It won’t be me, because Adrian knows how fucked up in the head I am. It won’t be Nico either.

If he fails to give him an heir within this year, he will be disinherited. Their marriage was just like any other mafia arrangements. A marriage of convenience what they call. It was arranged from his side but from hers it was love. She had fallen for him the moment she had seen him in her childhood and so when one day when Killian came home cursing Christoph-the then mafia don- for proposing an arranged marriage between his son and Angela, the girl’s happiness knew no bound. She didn’t know why Killian was against it but she really wanted to marry Nikaulas, after all he was her first love. She didn’t have courage to face Killian so she confided in Ara about her feelings and nagged her to pe

The very response managed to surprise master Alejandro himself who frowned at the choice of her words. "Bride in making?" He repeated. His aura became questionable. Obviously, the marriage between the Fernandez's and Garcia's was fixed since Genelia wasn't even born. It was a strategic approach of both of the rival mafia throne holders to come up together and join hands with each other and form an unbreakable alliance with one another. The marriage was a sort of deal between both the mafia to form an agreement of peace. Hence up until now the pressure was all over the shoulders of the youngest Garcia brother, master Alejandro believed while growing up...

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.