Mafia Boss Wife Novels & Stories

"Unfortunately, my wife is a bit clumsy, so it's better to be careful with you. I don't want to leave here a widower, so always stay close to me." "This place is extremely beautiful! Nothing can ruin this wonderful day!" she said excitedly while Braston grabbed some bottles of water. "Well, if you stay in your corner quietly, then really, nothing can go wrong." "What are you talking about? I saved you and that crazy friend of yours. I’m simply one of the best mafiosas out there." "Mafiosa?" Braston looked at her, incredulous. "But isn’t the wife of a mafioso also a mafiosa?" she asked, confused. Braston didn’t know whether to laugh or reprimand her.

This is true, it's very common for Mafia bosses to go to war just for their women. "Men will retaliate. They go fight for your women. The future of our Mafia." He sucked in a breath. "Is she the future of our Mafia? Is she the one you want as your wife? The mother of your children. The mother of the next King?" How will she look like a mother? And My wife? I've never - I- "No." He nodded. "Good, because I got a proposal." "Proposal?" "Yes, you know the Gamberini's. He contacted me about emerging our powers."

She bowed. She closed the door without saying anything and Della walk back in her room. Suddenly she fells sitting in the floor. She can't believe it and she can't be wrong. The same her situation is the article she just read seconds ago. Basil gave money to her parents and she's married to a Mafia Boss—to him. He's been accused of murderer of five women he married. Her heart pound as hell as she remembered what the article said. She doesn't want to believe it, but it's already written in the papers. She bitted her lower lip as she looked at her ring. Am I next to them? She asked in her mind and suddenly shook her head.

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Enzo's playful face quickly took a serious turn "Seems like we're finally going to pay him a visit." "He has been getting on my nerves but I kept ignoring him because of my father's past relationship with him, but the old fool doesn't know when to stop. He touched my money and no one dares to play with my money." Luca said icily. Luca was a businessman, a very successful one, and the top in the country but underneath that facade, he was a mafia boss and a ruthless one at that. He was the overall head of all the Mafia bosses in the country, but some like this Russo refuses to stay in check.

Avyaan reached to me and I held his hand once again. "Shona. You're wife of The Demon. The strongest Mafia Lord in the underworld, so no one would dare to even look at you directly, harm you is an entirely different thing," he spoke. "Was it necessary for me to attend this party?" I asked. I wasn't even willing for this mafia interaction feast. "Even I hate the fact that people would get a glimpse of you. I want to keep you hidden from this world, safe in my arms, but sadly, I had no other choice," he replied.

threatened Diego. Vellina just scoffed for a while before finally she ended that phone call without the other side’s approval. She threw that phone to her car’s backseat because she wanted to ignore the incoming phone call, which she knew would be heard a little while later. Vellina was well aware of her husband’s characteristic. He wouldn’t want to lose an argument. Since the beginning, their marriage wasn’t something she wanted. Diego was one of many subordinates of her father, the leader of a mafia clan in Naples.

"I'm itching to find out who that mafia boss is and bring him down," I whispered. "Don't get too excited. This mafia is big, most of the big companies here in Manila and other places are connected to them. This mafia is not easy so if you want to kill him, you just have to be tronger and not making weaknesses," he said and looked at our house. Is he saying Warren is my weakness? "What do you mean?" I asked him irritated. "I'm saying, I don't like him for you. I have a bad feeling about him," he said.

She doesn't even know if she has a family anymore after she'd done what she'd done. Daemon stopped in front of a church and removed his jacket. He's wearing a simple dress shirt underneath. He opened the door for me and held my hand. "D-Daemon? What are we doing here?" The man started walking while pulling her hand. "I don't need a fancy wedding, Devon. Never liked that but for your family to recognize us together, I have to marry you." He looked at her torn dress and white face. "You're good enough." That day, she married the mafia boss and the rival of her father and she then became Mrs. Druft.

Why do I make excuses for my husband not inviting me to his business dinners and get-togethers? Ugh, I can't believe I have to see this day. I feel like such a loser. "Mother, I hate people. And I don't particularly like your son-in-law either." "Paige." There is warning in her tone. How I had missed my name! To the employees at the penthouse, I am Mrs. Russo. At work, I am Ms. Mathewson. I work in a separate building than my Dadda so he is not there always to annoy me with his 'Pea'. Momma calls weekly at most and Dante calls me 'mia moglie' . I need to make friends just so that someone can call me Paige. I did not think that there will be a day when I am this desperate. What do I even do w