Mafia Arranged Marriage Romance Novels & Stories

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.

“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?”

Back in El Tricolor, there's a rule: If I don't get married by thirty, I have to go back and marry the woman my father arranged for me. When my girlfriend, Stella Ross, heard this, her face filled with complete disdain. "Arranged marriage? Is your home in some remote tribe? Or are you stuck in the Middle Ages? Alan, quit with these pathetic excuses to force a marriage!" She let out a mocking laugh and pulled out a ring. "I was actually planning to accept your proposal and even bought us a pair of rings. But since you're so desperate, I think we both need some space to cool off." With that, she tossed the ring straight to her assistant, Ethan Parker. The marriage I had waited years for w

Even during the time of my mentor, when we were unable to find much information about the Alveraz Italian Mafia Group, we were as good as it could get. Marridge, isn’t it a feeble attempt? Or is it the best one someone got under their side? It will keep my brother not only with me but also in front of their eyes. They can blackmail me, use me, or do anything, making sure that if it ever comes to legal formalities, my words will mean nothing and I could easily be thrown under a bus. Beyond the words that he wants revenge on the Russian mafia, what about after it? I rub the back of my neck and the sides, making sure there is no blood left. A hand suddenly comes around me; instinctively, I turn

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.”

Meanwhile in Argentina, Maria, had a very particular visit in Bella Vista, because the men of the Mexican mafia showed up at her house, dressed as an internet fixer, they staged a scene where part of the team was faking a fix, and the main person in charge of that operation talked inside with the young De La Cruz and warned her about the strange orders that the boss sends her to carry out; - The boss knows about your investigation and how risky everything is for you, but you must become very close to Emiliano Romero and control all his movements, do whatever it takes for him to trust you, it is very important right now, I cannot give you more information, because I am not authorized to do so

I was grateful to our parents, for the Mafia's Arranged Love. --- The End --- A/N: So... that was it. Thank you for loving my story. My other works here: 1) Love Of The Mafia King (Ruby & Vexon's story) 2) The Extrovert Weds The Introvert (Blaze & Diva's story) 3) The Secret Of My Boss (Aria & Zaiden's story) 4) The Vampire Potion (Alexander & Becca's story)

“Then you should. I only had the displeasure of meeting him a few times. I doubt more interaction would have changed my mind. The rat was a prick.” I nodded. “You’re right. Can you see now why I don’t want to be married again?” “Yet, your brother—” “My brother and your father want to build on the alliance. You didn’t want to marry me. You were at the wedding with Jasmine.” “Had I known killing your husband was an option, I would have done that in order to take you to the wedding.” I couldn’t come up with a response. Aléjandro reached for my hand. “Mia, I’m not Moretti. The capo will marry you to someone. I want that someone to be me.”

“I know how it sounds, okay? Believe me, I know. But they weren’t threatening me. They were... professional. Cold, but… polite. Like it was a business transaction.” She stares at me like I’ve completely lost it. “Polite? Alyssa, they’re the Valentinos. Polite is just another weapon for people like them. What did they say? Tell me why they gave you $5000?” The words feel heavier when I have to form them aloud. “They want me to marry their son.” Carmen blinks. Once. Twice. “I’m sorry.... what?” “Two years. I marry their son, Stephano. I give them a child, and then I’m free.”

he growled, his nostrils flaring. "And you have no idea whose wife you are messing with. I am a Morelli, the wife of the Capo dei Capi of the Italian mafia. I have seen Dante kill and believe me, it is more gory than you can imagine. That man faces death like he has a second life. He killed all your assassins and cohorts that were sent to harm us in Mexico. Dante is blood thirsty and once he finds me, he will kill you all" I taunted them amidst my pain.