Mafia Bride Novels & Stories

I stammered, pointing at myself. There’s no way they’re letting me marry the enemy for real. It’s already too much that my family’s not paying attention to me despite me trying hard, but now they also want me to marry Lucian Moretti? Heck, no! “Yes, Miss Vale. You heard it right,” Roman replied in a mocking tone. He looked down on me just like everyone else. “You don’t need me to explain the details unless you need me to spell it out for you what it means to be married, yeah?”

have trust issue , will try to escape not to mention they will be scared from you and the list is long . In our world marriages are generally done between two Mafia families either fixed by our parents or we date each other quite shocking I know! Mine happened to be through dating, Liza ( his wife) and Lucy( his daughter) are the best thing happened to me in this life . I am orphan but my godfather Alejandro who trained me and his son Stephan to be the best in our work and to survive the hardship of this glamorous yet extremely dangerous life convinced liza's father for the marriage who was not happy with the fact that I was not born into a mafia family or a loyal family as they like to

Most of my cousins were either married or engaged at my age. I was an exception only because my parents were dead, so there was no one who could arrange my marriage other than Damon. Who had other important things to work on at that time, rather than looking for a guy to marry me, which gave me a little extra time than other women. But it came to an end when a war broke out between Cosa Nostra and the American mafia which made Cosa Nostra seek out Bratava for help and which eventually led to me marrying Alex, which scared me.

Jayden's voice had become hoarse this time and he also pointed his index finger at her as Ivy only stared in fear. One of the Mafia rules was that, they don't fall in love as it weakens their mind. However, if they decide to get married with the purpose of procreation, the bride is picked by the Mafia elders after they must have conducted a meeting. The bride in question, must be someone who hasn't been seen by the groom and neither has the bride met the groom. Jayden's father was desperate for a grandchild, he needed to see his grandchildren before dying as he had an illness which could take his life anytime. It was so unfortunate that his efforts were in vain, now Jayden is the one suffer

"I just needed to know these few things. So I read many stories of how the Mafia stuff runs, and I think there was a part that really disturbed ne, you know the bloody sheets thing" Shawn didn't seem to understand her, so she had to explain more, which was very much embarassing. "So when a Mafia member get married, he is to get married to only a virgin and then on the wedding night they both do the 'deed' and her blood is to stain the white sheets... the next day the parents of the groom, the women were to carry those blood stained sheets and hang it so everyone could see..." Shawn busted into fits of laugher and that made her reddened, she gave his head a push.

The boy replied still with his head bowed. "I see. Tell me more." He enquired as he rubbed his beards. "She is married to Don, a dangerous and ruthless Mafia lord and they got married today." The boy announced. "Do you know if she willingly married him?" He asked turning slightly to him. "We don't know of that yet." The boy replied as fast as he could. "Gather more information about this Don guy, I want to know him more." The boss said as he swivelled his chair to face the boy.

In that very moment, I knew what to do in order to secure a future for me and my baby. “Thank you so much.” “You’re welcome,” he said. “There is one thing you actually missed, though…” “Yeah? What’s that?” “Miriam is actually also pregnant and she’s carrying the next heir of the mafia.”

“Or don’t. Either way, three weeks from now you’ll walk down that aisle and say yes. The only question is whether you do it willingly or whether I have to drag you there myself.” “You wouldn’t dare.” His laugh is cold. “I’ve done worse for less.” I pick up the folder, scan the contents. Legal language, terms and conditions like I’m a business transaction. In a way, I suppose I am. The bride price is listed: territory, trade routes, a percentage of Romano businesses. The Valentis get everything, and in exchange, they provide protection. Protection we wouldn’t need if they weren’t part of the threat. “There’s a clause,” I say, finding it buried in the middle. “About producing an heir within tw

My brows furrowed with confusion evident in it, I turned towards the direction of the strong scent of blood and then my eyes locked with the clearest set of green eyes I had seen before. She was the cause of the ruckus, dressed in a wedding dress that would have been beautiful if it wasn't stained with blood. Her left hand seemed limped with blood trickling down a bullet wound. Her entrance was sensational. Without a doubt, I recognized her from the pictures sent to me. Adelina Marino, the Mafia princess and the girl my younger brother was to get married to. I was shocked when I discovered Viktor was getting married to a human, but this was more stunning.

Upon arriving at the mansion's frontage, Maria rang the doorbell, and a young lady dressed in a blue dress opened the door for her. "Welcome, ma," the maid greeted Maria, who peered at her face. "Take my luggage to my room. Is my mother around? As I haven't informed her yet of my visit." Maria remembered her mother had advised her against following her father's footsteps and not to marry a mafia, but Maria was blinded by her love for Damian, so she knew it wouldn't be an easy task.