Mafia Wife Novels & Stories

Everyone looked at Damien, then at me. My face burned with shame. He was right. I knew nothing about Mafia. I was just a waitress. I looked down at my plate, tears starting. Then I felt Damien's hand under the table squeeze mine. He stood up slowly. "Capo Antonio," he said quietly, but the whole room heard. "My wife is half-Filipina, like my mother Isabella. My mother was Donna for 15 years and she never knew Mafia business at first, but she was strongest Donna Vitale ever had. My wife - " He looked at me, his grey eyes soft for a second, then cold again looking at Antonio. " - my wife saved my life yesterday. When De Luca men tried to shoot me at gate this morning - before you came - she wa

Uhm Lucian" I said, instead he held his fingers up, signalling me to jt shut, I obeyed not because I wanted to but I just made a promise " Mom and dad got married, she was the first mafia wife, and Dad loved her so much, growing as a child and an heir, I was never treated as one, but one day a war broke out, between my family and and another after dad killed the only daughter of the most feared leader of the local mafia.

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

" The thing is I was nor there for him growing up you know.... It's not easy being a wife to a Mafia, you don't get to choose your husband's and when you finally do have a husband you do not get to choose how you raise your Children. It was still our starting point in my relationship with my husband when I fell pregnant with Damian, he was very harsh with me as I had not accepted I was going to be his wife. I was constantly trying to ran away and things only got worse when I learned I was pregnant. I never believed in abortion so I knew I would be keeping the baby, he got even stricter after learning I was pregnant security got increased and I soon had to accept I was trapped. I had my baby

Who brought you here? "I drove down here myself. See, I'm not drunk" " I'll call Armando to come get you" " Matteo..." I held his hand. " I didn't want to kill her. I was pissed off with Rosa and you loving her, it annoyed me. I'm your wife, yet you don't even care about me. Care? You've not even accepted me as your wife. It hurts. I'm your wife and she's out of your life. I'm your wife...what can't you love me? Hold on... because I'm a mafia. Is this karma? Why? Dad lost moma because he's a mafia, at least he found love. Mum loved him but me...my husband doesn't love me"

“I am worried for you. Your life will be much more different from before, Leigh. Really different. And I am still working on how not to leak your information here. The mafias are still looking for you and the organization is in a wreck because of how powerful those motherfuckers are. The ruthless mafia lord… that fucking bastard was destroying every organization just to find you, Leigh.” I cursed. That ruthless mafia. That fucking man! What happened to me and that person was just an accident. We were both intoxicated with alcohol and both of us weren’t aware of what we were doing. We were both controlled by the heat of our bodies and needed someone to help us release our heat. It was just a

This is the first time Alesso is tasting her anger, and he is not liking it. Mia is not scared of Alesso. She is the daughter of a former mafia don and the wife of the present don. Even if she cannot win Alesso with physical strength, she is sure Reed will snap his neck in two if he even gives her a scratch on her skin.

I was completely wowed and thrown aback because when I was first taken by Nate and his men to his house, I was stunned at how beautiful the place was. But then now that I see this, this place was much more beautiful. Everything was in place and I wondered why it was built in that kind of area in the first place. Then seeing everything like this I also thought to myself how Nate made his money. I was completely ignorant to the outside world and the mafia lifestyle but seeing all this I can imagine why Lisa warned me not to go close to Nate or even have anything to do with him. She always said that Nate was a mafia and he had a lot of dirty businesses apart from his construction company.

But I somehow manage to stop myself. "Let go of me." She says breathlessly, as she struggles to free her wrist but stills the moment I take another step and press her flush against my chest while lowering my lips to whisper near her ear. "I have worked for years to become the biggest mafia king in the entirety of the world, and I will not have you ruining that for me just because you were foolish enough to fall for me and that isn't working out so well for you any longer. Finally I am getting closer to breaking your father's empire bit by bit and even your brother with his tech genius can barely manage to scratch me, let alone wound me." She shivers when I press a kiss to the side of her nec

The price for the protection offered by the powerful family was higher than I had initially imagined. I closed my eyes, resigned. It was a marriage devoid of love, and I hoped to unite with the older brother of Paul Mitchell, a disgusting man on the verge of sixty; I would be his second wife, as the first one died under inexplicable circumstances that no one can explain. However, to my surprise, my heart raced when Paul Mitchell's youngest son entered my living room. I could feel my legs weaken in his presence, his defined muscles, blond hair, and light brown eyes. A cross tattoo adorned his neck, and his smile was charming.