Mafia Husbands Novels & Stories

Apparently, many women couldn’t accept the fact that she was married to mafia without any prior connections and out of love and she managed to bag two of the most influential men in the whole syndicate. “What is the fuss about”? She asked Luca who managed to strictly stop another socialite to come and see Caterina and the babies. “They want to know what’s so special about you that we married you. The mafia families have been trying to approach Hugo for contract marriages between Hugo and their girls for any alliance. But Hugo never bated an eyelash on anyone. He wasn’t even interested in any fling relationship. And then the news of his marriage was the biggest uproar in the whole syndicate.

“There’s something I need to tell you.” Her brows knit together. “Alright.” I stared at my hands. “Remember a few months ago…when I told you about the man who came into the café? The one who offered to help with your treatments?” She nodded slowly. “The one you said was…dangerous.” A small, sad laugh slipped out of me. “Yes. Him.” I lifted my eyes to hers, feeling everything inside me crack wide open. “It was Luca, my husband.” She didn’t look surprised. Not really. Just sad, in that quiet way only mothers could be.

Molly asked, recalling something. “Yeah, you know them?” “I saw who Cassius and Frederick are. Wow, they really are strong. What a small world! I was so scared of them… The same feeling I had when I first met my husband. They’re huge and intimidating… But still, handsome.” “It’s their life. They’re mafia guys, but the problem is, they’re not just good at killing, you know? I don’t know about Cassius, but my husband…” Layane sighed, giving a look as if she knew exactly what she was talking about.

“Y-Yes, Madame. I will try my best to be a good servant. I will follow everything that you say.” “Really?” “Y-Yes.” Mr. and Mrs. Denmarks exchanged glances before Madame Hannah gazed at me again, “So, for sure you know about Mia’s upcoming wedding.” “Y-Yes, I know…” “Are you also aware that her fiancé is a mafia boss?” I nodded my head. “Yes, madame…” “What are your expectations about a mafia boss?” “U-Uh… Based on what Ella used to tell me, a mafia boss tends to do bad things. They also kill and hurt people…”

I tease which made her laugh. ” I actually like you alot Alec, and I'm so happy my brother brought us such a wonderful woman.” I place my hand on hers, appreciating the words she said. “ So? yeah as you already know my past, in the beginning of our marriage i was a rebel. I fight a lot with him but every time that happens we always end up having such great sex. I still hate him but not as much as before. But his obsession and possessiveness is quite suffocating at first. I tried as many times as I could to run away from his clutch but I always ended up getting caught. My husband is a Mafia Boss and his childhood and his father’s upbringing was different from us normal civilians. In short, wh

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.

“I noticed your countenance towards me since the day you got here. I want to assure you that I and your husband do not share that kind of history. Mr. Romano might be… closed off, but he wouldn’t be that cruel to put his wife in the same environment with someone he’s shared a past with.” Oh, but I think he would. What Chiara doesn’t know is that this marriage is built on the foundation of lies. We’re not actually in love, and it doesn’t take two heads to figure out that my presence irritates him. He’s a man with mafia blood after all, I didn’t expect any less, but it still hurts. I nod my head at Chiara, and I want to let her know that I appreciate her setting things straight, even though it

Instead, it held indifference and an awe-inspiring quality that only someone who went through a life-and-death situation could have. Standing beside me was a tall, regal man. He was Lorenzo Costaroza, the current don of the oldest mafia family in the Central Ocean region. He had liked me for a long time, and he was a good man. He had helped me with my plane crash and subsequent disappearance. He also helped me get the videos to show Alice’s true colors. Otherwise, things would not have gone on so smoothly. At that moment, he held my waist gently and whispered something in my ear. I smiled brilliantly and confidently.

His lips quivered, his eyes dodging mine. "That... that was an accident... I already made her... handle it. The child is gone. For you, I don't want that child." As soon as the sentence dropped, the whole hall exploded. In the Mafia's code, children are sacred. To murder one's own bloodline for a woman is an unforgivable taboo. Several of the older Family advisors changed their expressions on the spot. A female accountant next to me slammed the table and stood up, pointing at his nose and cursing in Italian:

I have no choice but to marry a stranger. I am getting married to Liam Salvador, the American Mafia's Don. I've only seen him once. The American Mafia is one of the top Mafia in the world and so also is the Russian Mafia. This will be a long ride. I have no idea how Liam sees women but I will not hesitate to put him in place if he does anything stupid. Even though this marriage will help both mafias, I will never give up my Mafia, marriage or not. I don't know what game father is playing but for now, I'll listen to what he says. The knock on the door brought me out of my thoughts. "Come in."