Mafia Boss Wife Novels & Stories

As I try to free myself from their grip my body starts to feel weaker and weaker until I faint. ************* (Dimitri P.O.V.) I sigh exhausted. I still can’t believe everything that has happened in just a few hours. Tatiana came back, I almost lost my wife who was escaping to who-knows-where behind my back due to my mother’s lies, and then I found out that Tatiana betrayed me with the son of Alessandro Esposito who is now the new head of the Italian mafia. I can’t believe I was so blind that I never realized my girlfriend was having an affair with Vincent Esposito. I feel like a fool, but I don’t have time to dwell on it, I have to find her as soon as possible. We have been looking for Tati

I plastered a smile on my lips as I continued listening to her toxic complaints. “If he had done all that, then I wouldn’t have to lose my husband. Do you understand what I’m saying?” she asked as her voice started to shake with emotions. “Yes…” I replied, although I didn’t quite understand the point that she was trying to make at all. When this woman referred to her husband, she must have meant the current head of the Vulkan family, Anthony’s and Bradon’s father. From what I had been told and from what I understood of the situation, technically that man was never her husband. He was nothing more than her lover and she was probably nothing more to him than one of his mistresses. Whether or n

" Diana couldn't argue anymore and had a fun time with her friends. Just when the party is getting deeper... It seems that someone put something in his drink. Mikhael felt dizzy and had an intimate night with the woman. And when he woke up, the same woman was beside him. Diana's POV I finally found peace. I thought that my life had been perfect back then, but time had to slap me with the harsh reality. The past few months have been a roller coaster ride. First, I was about to get married to the man of my life, Mikhael. We have been promised to each other since we were children, but he impregnated another girl. It's been months since then, and her due date will arrive soon. Another problem is

” “Save it, you cried right before you entered the room, which I am guessing has something to do with him, you also don’t speak up when he interrupts you and from what I have witnesses, he has no respect for you but you still choose to stay with a man like that. Women are smart enough to see the signs but I can’t do anything if they choose to ignore them.” I stared at him dumbfounded. Is it that obvious that Jerold mistreats me? I am really discussing my relationship problems with a mafia boss?

"I would like to leave the house more.am getting stir fried crazy from being indoors all day.i wasn't aware that I am a prisoner here ". "You are not a prisoner.you can go wherever you want, just not alone".Enzo frowns at me.dropping his cutlery to stare at me. "So I will have to go out with bodyguards.people will look at me funny".I roll my eyes. "No one will dare to look at my wife funny.you are supposed to go out with them anyways.people will look at you funny if you are seen without bodyguards.bad people will target you.you are the wife of a mafia boss.it Is for your own safety,mia Moglie ".

I winked. "Who the hell are you?" He asked. "The silent killer. Wife of Kaal, the most feared mafia Legion in India," I muttered. "What? Shit, sorry, I had no idea who were you, I take my words back. We don't intend to sleep with the wives of mafia bosses," he spoke, apologising to me. Well, one thing I do tend to like about this mafia business. Most of the people, even though sex-hungry, don't dare to lay their eyes on their leader's wives until their husbands are the predators. And as much as I know Kaal, he isn't sex hungry.

I stared at him, wide-eyed, silent. “I did some digging,” he continued. “Not just on Sierra’s assassination attempt—but on you.” He nodded toward the desk. “Your past life. Elena Moretti. Daughter of Matteo Moretti. Wife of Dante Russo. Allegedly jumped to her death from a balcony two years ago during a private party.” My blood ran cold. He reached into his coat and pulled out a sleek black tablet. He tapped the screen, and within seconds, images filled it—Dante and Viviana.

So, here we are at the rehearsal dinner celebrating the marriage and alliance on the roof top of the casino. Toni is currently mingling with our guests as her mom guides her. Being a mafia wife isn’t easy, but being a mafia wife to the head leader is an entire role in itself. Being my wife is like being a politicians wife or any high figure you can think of. Toni will have to maintiane a certain role as my wife. Violetta knows all about what it’s liek to be a mafia wife as she is technically with two mafia leaders. I know Violetta and Toni have a good relationship and Toni certainly looks at her mom as a guide much how I look at my father. Speaking of my father he is making his way over to m

Tiara sat beside me while I anxiously fidgeted, chewing on the edge of my pinky nail, a nervous habit I couldn’t stop. I was so mad at Demetri. Angry about everything he pulled me into. But still, I couldn’t stop worrying. I was married to a man who didn’t care about rules if it helped him get what he wanted. Being with someone like that wasn’t just hard—it was dangerous. If I ever reported him or tried to tell the truth about what he was doing, my mom and sister would be the first ones hurt. That’s the kind of life I have now. I’m the wife of a Mafia Boss. If people found out... it could be the end of me. “I want to ask you something,” Tiara suddenly cut into my spiraling thoughts.