Mafia's Captive Bride Novelas e Histórias

Rosie cried as she clung unto his fingers gently, although she knew Edwardo would not like to see her like this but she could not help it. Her husband was hurt. And she is heart broken. She placed her head gently at the side of the bed and sobbed. She knew that by morning Mason would be her and she would have to be strong for him so she gently sobbed with her head bowed in front of her husband. She remembered when Edwardo had told her that he wanted to become a full time husband she had objected to it and he had told her that the game of being a Mafia was a risky one but she had still objected saying that the game could not be so risky,but now she has realized how risky it was and she had al

"Is he dead? Is my father dead?" "No. He was taken and will be returned after you wed Fabian Belucci." "Who took my daddy?" My tears spilled. She wiped them with her thumbs. "Tell me! Let's go to the police! Why are we not going to the police?" "Mija, these people own the police. Your father was taken by the Mafia." Dio! Chris and Frank were right. I am a Mafia bride! "They came in the middle of the night... a dozen armed men. They beat up anyone who got in the way and took Giovanni. I don't know whether you understand this mija but you are a Mafia Bride. You can't run away from it. The only way out is if we all die. If that happens, we will be free but everything we own goes back to the Maf

When Emilio dragged open the slit by her thigh, showing the beautiful tattoo that Xiomar had done for her, I realized too late that my brothers would want to keep this witness. I still wanted her dead. We had a simple rule. Kill everyone, no explanation. The Mafia is no joke, the smallest witness would lead to the destruction of our family. Finding out the sweet little girl we marked and the Russo bride were the same person was a punch to my gut. I had to kill her, yet I wanted to sink my cock between those red lips. She had grown. Matured. Her boobs were fuller, her eyes much brighter like they carried secrets of death and shadow. She was an Italian woman, born into this harsh world. Her fa

“You expect us to trust you after everything? You think we’re just going to follow you?” The figure’s gaze never wavered as they spoke, their voice chillingly calm. “Trust is earned, Camila. And what I’m offering you is more than just power. It’s a future. The kind of future you can’t get by playing the same old game.” Daniil took a step forward, his fists clenched. “And if we refuse?” The figure’s smile returned, but it was colder this time. “Then you’ll be left with nothing. The mafia world doesn’t belong to you. Not yet. Not until you play by the rules.”

I might loose my breakfast right here, before a gathering of the world's most powerful men. The newcomer snaps his fingers "Raul, Vanderhaus. Grab the girl and take her to the airstrip immediately. I'll be there soon." "The fuck, Ramsey?" Old Mikhailov asks on a furious yell. Yeah, Ramsey. The fuck?! Two huge, harsh looking men advance towards me from the army. Just then, the reality of my situation hits me. I cannot become a captive of the Mafia. I've read about all the horrible stuff those monsters do to their captives, especially the women. I could end up as a sex slave or worse.

- As. — I also took a shot in the shoulder to get him to say yes. I won't accept a "no". — I get closer and look him straight in the eye. — My husband disappeared... I joined the mafia for him, I wanted to be free... free... — I laugh... — I wasn't. I trapped myself in this world for him. — I say without another smile. — And what I did to you today, I will do to anyone who refuses to do what I know is necessary to get you back. I'll do anything... but I'm a nice person. — I touch his face and take the dagger from the armchair. — Say "yes" and I'll come out as your ally; Say "no" and I'll make you great slut food. Simple... — I play with the dagger in my hand and look at Caccini. —What do you

In my last life, I drowned because I abducted the lover of Simon Rossi, my mafia Don fiance, before our wedding. When I opened my eyes, I was back on that day. "Please, don't hurt me! My husband is a mafia Don, and I'm pregnant with his child! He'll never forgive you if he finds out! The young lady, Giara Vaughn, pressed trembling hands to her belly. Her tears threatened to spill as she looked at me and my crew behind me.

“If you refuse to marry her, then you’d better find someone else, someone the mafia can accept. Otherwise, you risk losing everything your father built.” And with that he turned and left but the words lingered. Mafia. Marriage. Promises. I had been sold to a man with dangerous enemies. I hadn’t even caught my breath when the door burst open. A tall beautiful woman entered. “So it’s true,” she spat. “You bought a new toy.” Brayden appeared behind her. “Get out, Alessia.” She ignored him. Her eyes raked me over like I was filth. “Pathetic. She’s not even pretty. Just a scared little tramp. This is what you’ve replaced me with?”

Stefano knew that and that was why he made the deal. Stefano continued piercing Connie's body with the knife until she died. Elisa felt like vomiting at the sight in front of her. Stefano at that moment looked like the grim reaper. His crisp white shirt was covered in blood. She felt stupid from not reading all the signs that he was in the mafia. The unspeakable business, the secrets even at the wedding reception, his side of the guests being kind of strange. Everything about him screamed something dangerous but she refused to listen and now because of her, an innocent woman has paid for it with her life.

Just nods and leaves as silently as she came. Trisha leans forward, grinning. “Okay, so I need all the deets.” “There’s nothing to tell,” I say, keeping my voice light. “It was an alliance. Arranged. No meet-cute.” “You’re no fun,” she groans. “So this is what dirty money gets you?” She gestures at the room, joking. I glance at Dante’s men. Their faces are stone. Trisha doesn’t notice. “Honestly, where do I sign up for the mafia? This dirty money business is starting to sound interesting.”