Maribel X Bruno Novels & Stories

It's almost a whisper. "Now, choose. Where is your loyalty, Mariella?" "Please..." Mariella shakes her head. She doesn't want to choose between two precious people in her life. "You'll shoot her or I'll shoot you?" Mariella feels the pang inside her chest. He’s not kidding while uttering those words. He’s cruel… indeed a cold-hearted Mafia Boss. "Tesoro mio, don't ---" "Choose. I'm being impatient." "Tesoro---" "Stop the drama. You're making me puke." Mirabella gives her full strength and pulls the gun from one of Leo's men. She points it to Mariella and plans to shoot her sister but Leo is quick to move and protect his wife.

“Yeah, no. Try again.” “I said I’m fine.” Bree wasn’t buying it. She walked over, set the champagne down, and placed both hands on my shoulders. “You’re freaking out babe.” “Maybe a little,” I admitted. Bree smirked. “I mean, it’s not every day you get married twice to the same man.” I groaned. “Bree.” “What?” She grinned. “I’m just saying, you and Cristiano are already married. This is just the remix.”

"She made quite an impression, I must say." I busied myself with pouring another drink, avoiding Venezio's gaze as best as I could but I couldn't shake the feeling of unease that settled in the pit of my stomach. "The question is, what's the prideful Lilianna Bruno doing here, playing servant?" Venezio taunted with a smirk. "She works for me now," Marco retorted, his tone laced with authority as the other servers brought out the appetizers. Venezio chuckled darkly, his eyes flickering with malice. "Is that what's left of the esteemed Bruno family after the Cosa Nostra burned them into the ground?"

Cleaned his name while someone else fed Hugh the knife. “This is bad,” Bruno said softly. She swallowed. “You did not see this.” He straightened. “I did not help you.” She closed the file, backed away from the computer like it could bite her. Bruno grabbed her arm. “Hey. Iris. Listen to me.” She looked at him. “If you are in something deeper than sex with a rich mafia criminal aside from marriage, you tell me now.” She forced a smile. “You are dramatic.” “I am alive,” he replied. “There is a difference.”

****** Author’s note It’s going to get darker from this chapter forward, this book is a dark romance, so fasten your seatbelt. Bruno, the red flag is forcefully wedding Isabella. Poor Isabella, I feel so bad for her. Her late husband’s body isn’t cold yet and his brother is already claiming her. Bruno is fulfilling Diego’s last wish but he’s doing it wrongly. He needs to calm down. Forcefully Wedded, Ruthlessly Loved……

One of them dipped his hand in his pocket and brought out a white handkerchief for some reason, he kept on trying to get it close to Mara's face but she kept on rotating her head like a standing fan and she slowly reached into her pocket to bring out a small, flat perfume bottle only to spray both of them in the face. "Ahh!" They both yelped in pain and rubbed their eyes. "Next time when you try to kidnap someone, make sure you know the right tactics" Mara picked up a stick which was beside her and began to beat them both before she ran away. They couldn't see for almost 15 minutes and Mara had already gotten too far from their reach, with all their bruises they managed to get themselves off

"Where's Luigi?" "Luigi is asleep, Don. May I help you instead?" He shook his head. "No. Grazie, Lucia." (No. Thank you, Lucia.) "Don, may I ask who the girl on your arm is?" "Sí." Mariano looked at me and smiled. "This is my Isabelle." Such a nice way for introduction. "Oh." She smiled. "Ciao." She looked at me and nodded politely. (Hello) "Hello." I said back.

Marisa's face turned red with embarrassment, and she lowered her head in shame, fervently wishing that the ground would magically open up to spare her from this humiliation. Right on cue, the door made a creaking sound as Alejandro's trusted associate, Bruno, entered the room, emanating an aura of perpetual danger. Bruno had something crucial to communicate to Alejandro, but it was something he couldn't say in Marisa's presence. Instead, he used a precise system of sign language that Alejandro fully understood to convey his important message.

When her parents threatened to marry her off to a much younger businessman as they worried about the bruises that she kept having at random parts of her body, Maria eloped with her lover and never saw them again. It wasn’t too late before Maria discovered that money is important when one gets married. Mr Bindo was a pauper, only ever gambling away his money and bringing almost nothing back home. They were rich now, with the bet money, she and her husband had just begun leaving the life. Although they had planned never to have a child, Gabriella was one child Mrs Bruno the quack pharmacist concoction could not get rid of. It’s been twenty-five years now since she’s been married and unbeknowns