Mafia Boss . Marriage Novels & Stories

She frowned, and I didn't bother to respond to her, but I could tell she was already so drunk, because her breath smelled of alcohol. I just quickly walked past her, and continued walking on. Just then, I saw someone waving to me, and called my name, as I immediately looked over there. I saw it was the Mafia boss I had a business deal with, and I quickly started walking over there. That was where I was supposed to be, so I really needed to go over there right away. I sighed softly as I slowly walked over to the table where he was seated with some other Mafia boss. "It's good you are here already, so just have your seat immediately." He said, pointing to an empty chair beside him, and I slo

“Oh thank you, can we leave now, “ I said and walked out, while they walked behind me. We got to the venue, waiting for the bride to arrive. I feel happy for these guys. I heard they married for love, I mean she is kind of lucky. Except for the fact that she’s marrying into a Mafia family, I wonder if she knows. A few minutes later, the bride arrives and while she was working, I whispered to Anthony “ Does she know she’s getting married to a dangerous person and marrying into one of the strongest mafia families in the world?” He looked at me, his face showed a lot of emotions but I couldn’t help but notice how pissed he looks. “ Of course, her parents are in the mafia too and she is not a we

I couldn’t just bear the news and here I am at some club trying to immobilize myself, drinking as much as I can to forget it all but the shit isn't working. I’m Leia Gambino, the daughter of Roman Gambino, the boss of Vatos Latos an America Mafia and news flash I’m getting married—to some stranger whom I know practically nothing about. The only thing I know about him is that he is an heir apparent to an Italian mafia boss. I don’t even know his name. Is he an old man? I don’t know and I don’t even care. I just know that I don’t want to get married just yet. If ever I would, it would be to someone whom I love but this? Love isn't existent in mafia wedlock One thing is sure, I won’t play the s

I huff “NO WAY!” Chloe let out a deafening scream that made me quickly pull the phone far from my ear. “ YOU MET LUCA CROVETTO!” “That’s what he said” I replied surprisingly rubbing my chin “Since when did you know about Mr crovetto?” “I’ve read about him in the news, I know he is a big player in the global market, always making power moves, there were allegations against him one time that he might be involved in some sort of mafia activities !”

“Y-Yes, Madame. I will try my best to be a good servant. I will follow everything that you say.” “Really?” “Y-Yes.” Mr. and Mrs. Denmarks exchanged glances before Madame Hannah gazed at me again, “So, for sure you know about Mia’s upcoming wedding.” “Y-Yes, I know…” “Are you also aware that her fiancé is a mafia boss?” I nodded my head. “Yes, madame…” “What are your expectations about a mafia boss?” “U-Uh… Based on what Ella used to tell me, a mafia boss tends to do bad things. They also kill and hurt people…”

I tell him, flashing a smile at the onlookers as we swayed to the music. "They are looking for some action, you know. We are supposed to be happily married, mia moglie." The accents rolls off of his tongue as he calls me 'my wife' and directly tickles me in the core. We are going to have a problem if his accent turns me on when it appears only when he lies. "Everyone in the high society knows how arranged and business marriages work." I roll my eyes. "Trust me, these people cannot wait to have the cake and go home and gossip about how Paige Mathewson, the crazy bitch, ended up with this catch." I nod in his direction.

he said with an ironic chuckle. "What were you prepared for exactly?" I asked curiously. "For being chased by another mafia gang." "So you are in the mafia then?" I asked. Since Elian was already telling and there was nothing else that could risk my life more than it was now, I might as well just know a little bit more about him. "Not just in it, but I'm the leader." I gasped. "For real?" He nodded. I tried to digest the information. So… my boss was in the mafia? No, just in it. He was the leader of a mafia gang. Wow.

These Mafia customs demanded my marriage, a tattoo on my skin—branding me as a part of the Cosa Nostra forever—and a murder, all of which I had avoided long ago, because my brother, Adonis Vitale, was the capo, the boss of all bosses. There was no escape anymore. No avoiding my fate. Marrying Mariella Romano was for only one reason. Power. Her father was one of the most powerful underbosses, and that would have me a solid spot and allies that would come in handy. Because there was more than one person waiting to pluck me out of here, like a weed. But I wouldn’t go anywhere. I smirked as I said, “Just a year or two, until I kill my enemies and then Mariella will be gone, and you and I would f

The price for the protection offered by the powerful family was higher than I had initially imagined. I closed my eyes, resigned. It was a marriage devoid of love, and I hoped to unite with the older brother of Paul Mitchell, a disgusting man on the verge of sixty; I would be his second wife, as the first one died under inexplicable circumstances that no one can explain. However, to my surprise, my heart raced when Paul Mitchell's youngest son entered my living room. I could feel my legs weaken in his presence, his defined muscles, blond hair, and light brown eyes. A cross tattoo adorned his neck, and his smile was charming.

“What’s a pretty woman like you doing alone in a club like this?” I gave him a half-smile, sipped my drink, then leaned back. “I’m not alone. My friend’s here somewhere. And also—I’m married.” He blinked. “Really?” “Yep.” I raised my hand, showing him the simple ring Alessio gave me. “Married to a very dangerous man.” The guy chuckled, clearly amused. “Dangerous, huh?” I narrowed my eyes playfully. “He’s in the Mafia. And he can fight. Like, really well.”