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He was a psychopath. I laid on my bed, with his men standing outside the door. I cried bitterly, as my chest clenched tightly, with my lungs forgetting how to work. I needed to escape this Hell hole, find the location of the safe house where he kept my boys, and I needed to act fast. I jerked back to reality when the door creaked open. Shivers ran down my spine as I looked up to see who it was- My ruthless mafia husband, Gustavo. “Who do you think you are to walk around freely in my mansion?” Gustavo Sneered at me, before sitting beside the bed. The bed which was meant for a happy matrimony, only reminded me of the countless times I was molested by this monste

He said and then he got up. "Oh my gosh." I mumbled.. I need to ask Crystal about this when we go back to New York. "Just be my wife in front of people, you're free once there's no people around." He said and then he left me alone in the living room with the TV on. Oh my gosh.. My husband is a mafia.

His tone was calm to the point of atrocity. "That is a rival stronghold. We have to follow the rules. Since they want to talk, you will go represent the family." The Capo was frantic. "But Don, the Madam has no training, and her body..." "She is a Mafia wife!" Marco interrupted coldly. "She has enjoyed the glory and wealth for so many years; now it is time to make a sacrifice for the family." He walked up to me, looking down with a hint of impatient charity. "Stop stalling. It's the code of the Mafia. They wouldn't dare actually touch the Don's wife; they just want to humiliate me a little."

"Bring her mother to the study. We need to discuss the cost of her 'recovery'." The East Wing was a beautiful prison. Elena paced the length of the room, her mind racing. She was trapped, but the stakes had shifted. Lorenzo wasn't just angry; he was calculating. He was keeping the child. Why? If he was sterile, a child—even one fathered by Dante—was the only way to keep the Moretti name alive in the eyes of the other Mafia families. If the world thought the child was his, his legacy was secure. But at what cost?

Tears streaked her face as she stared at the man bleeding out beside her. "He’s a monster," she choked out. "He’s… he’s a Mafia boss. That’s why I didn’t want to marry him! I was terrified!" The world tilted. My stomach twisted violently as nausea clawed up my throat. Kael Visconti. The man who had just executed someone in cold blood. The man who had promised to help me escape Austin. The man I had run to for protection. He wasn’t my savior. He was something far, far worse.

I stole glances at my ‘husband’, who was now focused on the laptop, working. Asides being a ruthless Capo del Capi and the ladies man, my husband was also a business tycoon. A jack of all trades if you ask me. Thanks to Marcella, I found out all I needed to know about him and the companies he owned. He was stinky rich. Scratch that, he was wealthy! The only one who comes close to him in his cycle was Zakai, then Cesare. A wealthy stay-at-home mafia wife. I kinda like the sound of it.

I mutter dejectedly, somehow agitated by the fact that with James' reappearance, I am only reminded of the fact that I have been such a fool when it comes to choosing men. James and I weren't together for a long time before he disappeared. The truth is, that he is the man that my father wanted me to marry. He is the current boss of the most dominant mafia group in the UK, and with his support by our side, my father was set to make billions through an alliance between our families.

Anna pov I don't know why I said yes to marriage when Damon asked me. Damon Fratello is the leader of Cosa Nostra and my cousin. He is the strongest capo I have ever seen. When he asked if I would marry Alex Ricco, the brother of Bratava Capo Dante I said yes. I was already 20 and I knew that if I waited more than this I don't think I am ever gonna get married and leave here. Most of my cousins were either married or engaged at my age.

"You said the same thing last time, but now what? You want to steal my husband, right? I'll give you a special gift, hope you like it." As soon as he finished speaking, Jack's wife pulled a bunch of reporters waiting outside. She gave orders to them. "Take all her lewd pictures, put it in the newspaper tomorrow with the content. This is a whore who steals other people's husbands." As soon as she finished her sentence, Jack knelt down begging his wife. His voice was very pitiful, he said. "The company's stock will drop if this news spreads. You can not do that." Jack's wife felt his request was ridiculous. She pointed at Millianna's face and then looked at her husband. Her voice was a bit sar