Mafia Husbands Novels & Stories

His father calmly wiped his hand and made deep eye contact with him. "Kennard, if you marry her, I will give you the Title of Mafia King and command of our Mafia Gang in your hands." Mr. Davis put the spoon back and faced his son, who was taken aback. Meanwhile, Kennard processed his words and felt foolish and betrayed. "DAD!! I did everything to give my best to the company and Gang but not for this shit." He pointed at her with burning eyes. Madeline's eyes shot wide at him as she couldn't take these insults anymore. She banged the table with the same intensity as him and returned the same intense glare to him for the first time.

I say with sorrow. “What do you mean you couldn’t refuse? Who is your husband?” He inquires frowning. “He... does business with my father...” I let my voice trail off, that is all I need to say for Lucas to get what I mean. He knows about my father’s dubious activities, we have spoke about this before because Lucas is certain that his family does the exact same thing as mine. Lucas father and his older brother, Vincent, are part of some kind of mafia or at least Lucas thinks they are, although he has always managed to stay out of it, even so, he is aware of the power they possess and that escaping or disobeying their commands is not easy.

They were surprised to see how their wives has become the top CEO's being featured on forbes and Time magazine. After some weeks that the tension of prison was broken, their wives bought passports of someone's else's name with their husbands pictures on it and they all travelled back in the their private jets and reunites without families. The love between the three couples became stronger and Akin, Marc and Raphael stops their Mafia business and concentrate on the family , they lived the lives of Silent billionaires while they are still on the wanted list in Gambia. THREE YEARS LATER. Mark now own a big underworld that deals in so many illicit businesses.

He asked me. "No, my husband is not a coward. He is Roman Atono, the leader of Russia mafia along with my dad. I insisted that I come in first since I am part of the deal." I told him who my husband is. "I love the way you hyped him. I hope he worths it." He said. "He worths more than it. But this isn't a moment of personal discussion." I shrugged my shoulders. "Fine, let him in." He commanded.

Harshly, but royally he pulled out the chair for himself to sit as Danica gently pulled her, with her shaky hands. She was strictly ordered to sit beside him and act like his wife since they were married tor almost 9 months. The maids quickly served them the dinner as Zeke and Danica started eating. The maids stood aside shaking, everyone feared Zeke. Of course why shouldn't they? Zeke is a mafia boss. Being cruel, heartless, brutal and rough was what he was taught to. Everyone had to think multiple times before doing anything because they knew, one wrong step and they're gone.

I do not mind though because, as much as I deny it, he has been our savior throughout all the challenges we have faced recently. His and Cia’s hearts and souls were invested in this wedding. And this wedding was the wedding of the century with so many people on the guest list. They are mostly from the Mafia, but there are some politicians, actors, and artists. As I am a businessman to the outside world, besides leading a ruthless Mafia. And everyone was eager to see the biggest Mafias come together. Now, this Mafia King is getting his Queen.

He wasn't listening though, he was too busy with business. "So your husbands apart of Ace's Mafia" I asked. "Yeah well, it's hard to explain, see my husbands in affiliation with Ace's Mafia which means they are friends" she explained with a lot of hand gestures. "So we're not exactly apart of Ace's group because we like to play it safe" she admitted to me.

I took a walk along the garden for a little while enjoying the serenity of the afternoon breeze hitting my face as I took in the surrounding scent. I was now the wife to the Italian Mafia family who were known as the De Luan. Mason was in charge of his family's companies and businesses all around the country as well as his Mafia's family dealings and underground businesses. I did dream of becoming a wife to the Mafia world not to Mason but Christian but right now I believed he wasn't meant to be in my destiny. One whole year had passed and my life didn't seem to change one bit. My husband Mason was always indifferent with me and wasn't interested in our sham of a marriage like me but I did w

He said. "It's nothing." "Guess, I should go then. My work here is done." I turned to take my leave. "I'm sorry." He said and I halted. I turned back to him, and asked, "What for?" "Forcing this marriage on you." "Tell me, why did you?" He stood up from his office chair, "Actually, I got married to you as I had an ultimatum." "Ultimatum? What are you talking about?" "To be a Mafia lord, one needs to have a wife. It's the final requirement. I was faced with an ultimatum and you were the only one I could get married to at that time."

Rod said. "There's something you need to know, Rod," I said to him. "What is it? Why does someone want you dead? Do you have enemies?" he asked. "My husband is a very dangerous person. He was a ruthless, merciless mafia boss who foughts for everything lethal and illegal just to get home to his lovely wife and make love to her to wash all the tiredness and worries away," I explained and his eyes narrowed, he was listening to me very carefully.