Mafia Sisters' Betrothals Novels & Stories

Mateo continued in a steady tone, “is of age and perfectly suited for a marriage like this. If she were to marry you, Luca, it would unite our families by blood rather than merely through business. To strengthen that bond, one of your sisters would also marry into the Bellandi family.” He paused intentionally, allowing the significance of his words to linger in the air. “Blood for blood. A lasting alliance. With those connections, betrayal would become unimaginable. Our adversaries would think twice before attempting to undermine either of us.” Mateo leaned back a bit, presenting a subtle, diplomatic smile.

She shared the money she received from his estate with me, and from there, we grew closer, bonding over our deadly secret. Together, we found ways to cope, but they were expensive, and before we knew it, we had spent all of our money. Since there wasn’t any coming in, we had no backup plan, and soon found ourselves broke again. There was this guy who used to be friends with my brother but would constantly hit on Margot. After my brother died, he pursued her even more, promising her the world. That's when the idea of marrying wealthy men for their money originated.

My nails were being painted too, all at the same time. For a moment, I closed my eyes and pretended this was my life. Just to enjoy the pleasure of this luxury. But that little daydream ended when one of the Vale sisters, who was chatting with my mother, said, “I heard our bride has a twin sister. I didn’t spot her anywhere.” My mom let out a crooked chuckle. “Oh, yes. Alina. We don’t talk about her much. She felt some party was way more important than her sister’s wedding.”

I scowled, dismissing her. Ever since my dad lost his life to the Miccaso Mafia, my mom wouldn't stop being overprotective of me. Taking everything too seriously as she tried to protect my father's legacy. She wanted me to avenge my father's death at all costs, but we couldn't do it alone. We needed to merge business with the Cassano mafia—the greatest mafia family in Italy. But they wanted a bride for me, according to their legacy. They believed in true love, unlike me.

have trust issue , will try to escape not to mention they will be scared from you and the list is long . In our world marriages are generally done between two Mafia families either fixed by our parents or we date each other quite shocking I know! Mine happened to be through dating, Liza ( his wife) and Lucy( his daughter) are the best thing happened to me in this life . I am orphan but my godfather Alejandro who trained me and his son Stephan to be the best in our work and to survive the hardship of this glamorous yet extremely dangerous life convinced liza's father for the marriage who was not happy with the fact that I was not born into a mafia family or a loyal family as they like to

Giovanna rolled her eyes and took my hand, leaning her head on my shoulder. “Marcello is gone. I'm getting married to Raphael.” “Yes, we know. He challenged your brother twice to protect you. He’s a good man, not just suitable for our lifestyle. We can’t afford to give our family secrets to someone that can’t accept them in the first place.” The third aunt said coldly, looking directly into my eyes. I stared back plainly, knowing she was only being tough. “You don’t even know him, Marietta. He would do anything for me, as I would for him. He faced the Russian mafia for me.” Giovanna protested but her aunt shook her head disapprovingly.

I have no doubt that this maniac would really do what he says. “Titus over there is an ordained minister. He is very good, he even married my parrots but no one invites him because he is mafia. My wife nags me all the time about how she misses being a wedding planner. I know that she will make sure that everything is all dreamy and like the fairytale you dreamed of as a little girl. She’s damn good at it but again, no one wants her services because of me. Most importantly I feel like attending a wedding. You get to fulfil all our dreams today because we are getting you hitched to my friend.” Franco actually beams. Forcing me into this marriage really excites him. I swear there is a very loos

Mia’s pov. My forkful of sticky rice got frozen mid air as soon as father’s next words echoed around the dining table. “One of you is getting married to Mr. Romero the Third of the Romero family, an underboss of the mafia in a few days.” His voice was void of any kind of emotions as usual, but the authority behind those words wasn’t absent. I glanced up at my identical twin, Maeve, who was sitting directly before me at the table, she had her knife frozen in the air while her mouth was parted in nothing but shock.

It was destiny—one that had waited over ten years to unfold. Warmth surged through me, flooding every corner of my chest. Under the priest’s blessing, we exchanged rings. The roses bloomed. The applause thundered. When his lips met mine, I closed my eyes. The pain, the betrayal, the darkness—all of them finally faded away. From that moment on, I was Eva Corleone, and together, we would embrace our new life.

I blinked back tears before nodding slowly. " I won't do anything stupid, the wedding will go as planned as long as you don't hurt Alexei " The monster grunted in response, although I didn't trust him, this was the only way I could ensure my little brother's safety. When my perfect sweet-natured elder sister disappeared three days before her wedding, the monster had no choice but to make me get married in her stead. The wedding would be an alliance of two mafia families, the Sidorovs and the De Lucas, if there was anything I hated the most, it was the mafia but for Alexei's sake, I would do anything, even if it meant getting married to the head of the Italian Mafia.