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Lies, obsession, and forbidden love blur the lines between loyalty and betrayal, leaving them tangled in a web where survival demands the ultimate sacrifice. This is a twisted, dark MMF mafia romance where love is savage, hate burns deep, and survival comes at a deadly cost. . ______ Hope you're all ready for what's about to unfold. Thankyou for choosing my book to read. Please comment and leave your first impression and I'll say hello to all my lovely readers.... <3 A. Gupta

He rose to his feet. And I stepped back, instinct kicking in. He cocked his head slightly as he studied me, brown flames dancing across the surface of his eyes. “As husband and wife, our bond is sacred. Our loyalty is unbreakable, our trust is undoubtable.” He took another step toward me. “When you call me, I will answer—always. We’re partners. We’re accomplices. We’re family.” He backed me up farther. “Don’t you pull that shit ever again.” When my back hit the stone wall and there was nowhere for me to go, he pressed his face closer to mine. “When you see my name on the screen, you don’t fucking hesitate. You take that call like it’s life and death. Disrespect me like that again, and this w

Hi everyone, This is my love letter to you, *Giggles* Thank you so much for reading this book. I went through a wild emotional ride writing it. I love you all so much and I appreciate your support. If you enjoy my writing and are wondering what to read next, I got you. Mafia books on this platform: Take me I'm yours ( stalker romance) His secret wife (Marriage of convience) Werewolf books on this platform: The royally screwed Luna

We all knew that despite the love and unions within our individual couples, we’d need to unite as one to take on the future. Thank you for reading BOUND BY A PROMISE. If you haven't read NOW AND FOREVER, Dario and Catalina's story, or TILL DEATH DO US PART, Alejandro and Mia's story, I hope you will. The next book in the Brutal Vows series is QUEENS AND MONSTERS, Rei and Jasmine's story.

"Aurelia! I didn't kill her! I just... I just wanted her to pay the price! You have to believe me!" His voice faded with distance until it disappeared beyond the chapel doors. I knew that might be the last time I ever saw him. The guests whispered among themselves, but the noise quickly died down. On Moretti's territory, no one dared to speak out of turn. "Let's continue the wedding." Vincenzo held my hand and nodded calmly at the priest. His grip was warm and steady, and because of him, I slowly found my peace again. "Aurelia Astor, do you take Vincenzo Moretti to be your husband?" The priest began again, his voice more solemn than before.

"Rafael is dead. His twin brother Dante is next in line. You will marry him to preserve the alliance between our families." "But…. But that's insane." I sputtered. "That's tradition." He walked back to his desk, sat down. Picked up a pen like we were discussing business contracts instead of my life. "The wedding will take place in three days. Small ceremony, immediate family only. Marco will handle the arrangements." "Dante hates me." "Dante hates everyone. He'll adjust." Salvatore started writing something, effectively dismissing me. "You're a Torrisi now, Thalia. That comes with obligations. You'll fulfill them."

My smile trembles. I hear my mother’s voice in the front row: “She was the mistake, the unplanned one.” Her eyes shine with pride, but not for me, never for me. Always for Charlotte, the perfect one. I force my gaze back to Ethan, desperate. This is it, Liliana. This marriage is all you have. Don’t ruin it. The priest begins. “We are gathered here today....” Bang!! The doors slam open. Gasps ripple across the church as men in black storm inside, rifles raised. Screams echo, heels scrape marble, guests scatter like pigeons.

“Mamá.” “What? I need to know what kind of man my daughter is planning to marry soon.” She arched a brow. “You think I didn’t notice the way he looks at you? As though the sun rises only to give him enough light to stare at your face?” I covered my face with both my hands. "Please. Stop." She laughed, delighted. “I hope your marriage is always filled with love. It’s not an easy one, mafia marriages. Do you think you can manange it?”

The good, the bad, and especially the ugly. Apparently, the feud between the Morelli’s and the Bernardi’s started when my great-great-grandfather stole olive oil from hers. No joke. That’s the legacy we’re fixing with this marriage. That’s what started all this. Sounds like a damn fairy tale. Or a shitty mob sitcom.

Her whole world would shatter if she didn't get married to a great billionaire and Mafia Lord like Drake. “Don't say that, Brianna. You won't go to jail and I will make sure of that!” He pulled her close but she slapped his hands off with her expression wide enough to scare the dead. “Yes of course I won't go to jail because I'm too precious for that but you will and I'll be alone and never get to marry Drake anymore.” She screamed at the top of her lungs. “It's okay sweetie, daddy will see what he can do about that.” He assured but she wasn't buying that.