Married To A Gangster Novels & Stories

“You heard me. Since when did the Ava I know wait around for a man to give her permission to do what she loves?” “It isn't like that.” I try to explain. Things are different now. I was bloody married for christ sake, but she cuts me off. “ Of course it is. What? A week as a housewife suddenly has you seeking that life? I thought you hated the idea of settling down and waiting around for a man.” “I do, it's just that things are different, more complicated.” “Complicated how?” “I’m married to the head of the russian mafia” “So?” She asks, puzzled, “what does that have to do with anything?”

"Yes, he's my husband." "Impossible! He's a successful businessman whose face and news are always on the front page of business magazines. I myself really like him because my father works at one of Lucas' companies. You're joking, Kanaya." "I'm not joking. My husband's grandmother helped me escape from the brothel, and I ended up marrying Lucas." "You cheap woman! Not only are you cheap, you're also a skilled liar. Mr. Lucas would never marry a woman like you," Chris snapped angrily.

Chandelier lights brightened the area, and the ceiling featured beautiful murals and paintings. The announcer’s loud voice rang through the room as he introduced us. "Mr. Luca Delgado, from the American mafia, and Mrs. Valentina Moretti, from the Italian mafia." It still fucking strange to hear myself called Mrs. I smiled when most people in the room turned to stare at us. They looked fearful and apprehensive. It was a gorgeous sight. Everyone knew we were married. However, it was an extremely dangerous partnership between two powerful mafias in the world.

I turned him down, my heart breaking. Then I married the head of another mafia family, Riccardo Moretti. And in the end, Angelo married Gia. For ten years, Riccardo paraded a string of mistresses in front of me. But then his favorite, his "little rose," threw a jealous fit over me and ended up dead. Riccardo went mad. He tied me to the back of his yacht and dragged me through the sea until I crashed into the rocks. I lay in a cold hospital bed, a white sheet covering my legs.

“What’s a pretty woman like you doing alone in a club like this?” I gave him a half-smile, sipped my drink, then leaned back. “I’m not alone. My friend’s here somewhere. And also—I’m married.” He blinked. “Really?” “Yep.” I raised my hand, showing him the simple ring Alessio gave me. “Married to a very dangerous man.” The guy chuckled, clearly amused. “Dangerous, huh?” I narrowed my eyes playfully. “He’s in the Mafia. And he can fight. Like, really well.”

I guess I couldn’t be all that surprised when I was the one who had abandoned her. “Are you scared our father will find out about your being here, or are you scared your husband's secrets will be out and he will be defeated in the war. Don’t pretend you care about me. All you care about is your bastard child and your murderer of a husband.” “Who knew the woman who escaped from the mafia would end up marrying the Pakhan of the Bratva? I have to admit, I thought you would remain a nun forever, Liv.” She was being sarcastic and taking jabs at me. I didn’t think I would ever end up with a man in the mafia, and yet I had married one. Some would call me a hypocrite, but I wouldn’t be me if I liste

His forceful lips weren’t lovable but it was clearly telling me I will always be his possession instead of a partner that he just now fake-promised. I’m now married to my rapist, To a Mafia leader. And most of all I’m now Mrs Armando Fucking De Luca.

A smile formed on his lips. “Surprise... it didn’t hurt,” he grinned. Onora’s eyes widened. She tried to run, but he caught her, spun her around, and slammed her against the wall. His grip locked tightly around her wrists, pinning her there. She whimpered. “You punched me, and you must pay.” Pay? “Your husband didn’t tell you? Mafia don’t do free. You can’t punch me for free,” he smirked. Mafia. Her husband was a mafia. She had read many stories about them—dangerous men who manipulated others to get what they wanted.

"We will have to go now. Hope you don't mind?" "Not at all. Thank you both for honouring my invitation to come here. Luciano we shall see some other time" he responded. I smiled at him and interlocked my fingers with Luciano's before we walked out of the mansion together. Just in less than two months, my life had changed so drastically. I got married to a man whom I never knew, I found myself in a family divided by the thirst for power and wealth. I made enemies within the family, my husband is practically the leader of a dangerous crime syndicate, he almost got killed, I almost got raped and killed and now I am in a country where the sister of a dangerous crime don wants my husband.

I laughed and told him that it is not in my list of things to do presently to get married and he pleads with me, he tells me his enemies are coming for me and the only way to protect me is for them is for me to get married. Now things would have been better if he had asked me to find myself a husband, maybe I would have found some guys that use to hit on me back then in college and strike a deal to pretend to be my husband, because I seriously do not understand how he thinks a man would save me from My enemies. But then he dropped the bombshell. He wants me to get married to one of his notorious gangster friend -Amber Matthew. Amber Mattew was the most dangerous and feared gangsters in the c