Novel & Cerita Mafia Romance Books With Pregnancy

“You look angry.” Lucia closed the door behind her. “You knew.” The old mafia leader studied her face. Then set his papers aside. For a moment he said nothing. And that silence became answer enough. Lucia’s chest tightened. “You knew Bianca was pregnant.” Roman leaned back. Still calm. Still composed. Still infuriating. “Yes.” The admission hit harder than she expected. No excuses. No denial. Just the truth. Lucia stared at him. “Why?” Roman folded his hands.

he said, “we begin for real. And you’ll understand why some choices can’t be undone.” Her pulse raced as he stepped back into the shadows, leaving her standing alone in the street, every sense on fire. She knew she was no longer an ordinary woman. She was a player in a dangerous game, drawn by the allure of power, the threat of violence, and the pull of a man who could break her in a thousand ways without ever touching her. And she realized something terrifyingly thrilling: she didn’t want to leave. Because Dante Moretti had crossed the line. And so had she.

I want only him. Okay, what the fuck is with this realization? I don't want Moretti. I am scared of Moretti and of what he would do to me when he finds out I am pregnant with his child. I have heard of the horrible things he did to other women. I was definitely not different. Speaking of pregnancy I want to believe alcohol does get rid of it. I picked up my glass and downed it in one go. "Are you trying to get yourself drunk?" Shit. The talkative lady was still here.

Her chest heaved as she tried to calm herself, but it was failing miserably. “You know what others will say about you?” I sniggered. “When have they not? I’m always the hot topic.” “But this pregnancy will change everything. It’s Luciano De Luca’s, for fuck’s sake.” Running a hand through her black hair, she muttered, “I can’t stand those rumours, Ros. They hurt me. You’re my best friend. Nothing hurts me, but those rumours do… so much that I want to kill every single one of Cosa Nostra.”

A commitment to maintain peace. I wasn't a complete moron. I was aware that this was also about money and power, but it wasn't the whole story. Both were experiencing a decline as a direct result of various criminal groups such as the Russian Mafia known as "The maquese," the Taiwanese Triad, and others striving to increase their influence in our areas. It was necessary for the various Italian families throughout the United States to put an end to their feuds and collaborate in order to prevail over their adversaries. It would be an incredible privilege for me to wed the eldest son of the New York family. Since the day I became engaged to Damon, my father and all of my other male relatives h

Again, this is book one in the series The Blessed Ones. If you’re a fan of spicy romances with alpha males and basically anything Mafia-related, go for PRECARIOUS: THE GAME OF HEARTS, which is the first in the Castello Di Carte Mafia Chronicles. This would be my best work and I’m currently working on publishing this book digitally by the end of next year. Fingers crossed. I’m currently writing book 2 of the series and let me warn you, this series is super hot and suspenseful. Anyway, if you want to keep updated with my works, you can follow me on I*******M.

This is Neria and Ryan’s story (His innocent wife). I changed the title. It will be short and fast-paced. Book tropes: Marriage of convenience, pregnancy, love after marriage, mafia, grief, dark romance Trigger warnings: Violence, dark romance, rough sexual content Neria’s P.O.V. I was out of it, feeling like an out-of-body experience.

Even the servants moved like they had mastered the art of being invisible, going back and forth with lowered gazes. My heart sank at the sight. This wasn’t the future I had dreamed for my daughter and me, yet life had turned it into my reality. I was going to spend the rest of my life living another identity, married to a cold-hearted, ruthless mafia don. Lord, what have I done to deserve this?

I didn’t hate the thought of having a baby…I mean the thought of growing a small piece of Nico inside me was something incredible and sweet… Part of me felt happy… But I could barely stand on my feet and move on with my life… Carrying the mafia’s boss’ baby? It wouldn’t be dangerous just for me, but it would be more dangerous for the baby…

"I would like to see you try, Gabriel. Let's make a deal. Only then can you get your girl back. It took great effort to bring her here, so do not think I will release her with a single threat. Marry my sister, Agatha Hudson, and will half of the Milos empire to her. Then I will release Fiona to you." I stood silently. "And if I do not?" I finally asked Roman. He laughed, his laughter cracking in the air like fire. "You leave me no choice but to skin your woman alive." The line went dead, and my fist clenched. I knew Roman's sister, Agatha Hudson, was a model in this city. She wanted me to marry her, but I did not like a thing about her. I only had eyes for that young lady who saved me four y