Married To Mafia Novels & Stories

"Regardless, I respect your choice. And I will give you the status and respect you deserve as the Donna of Family Colombo." As if recalling the messy entanglement between Romano and Amy, Colombo made a solemn declaration: "I don't have any ex-girlfriends or saviors I need to protect." "Rest assured, I've never had a girlfriend. I only have you as my dear beloved wife." I couldn't help but burst into laughter, completely surprised. A mafia boss had never had a girlfriend? At the same time, I felt even more strongly that Romano was a piece of trash. Even a man in an arranged marriage knew to maintain clear boundaries, yet my so-called official boyfriend couldn't even figure out how to draw a l

Luca’s grip tightened on my waist and I instantly began to shake my head at him, but he faced Luca moments later and began to speak. “C- can I please quickly speak with your wife, sir?” I expected Luca to refuse but instead, he agreed, which is why I’m standing a few feet away with Zander, whose eyes were blown wide in shock. “I had no idea you’re married to the mafia lord! What the fuck?! That’s so insane.” He exclaimed and I let out a sigh as I spoke. “So you knew I was married?” He shook his head at once. “Of course not, but it’s not as shocking as discovering that you’re married to the Luca Ricci.” He paused for a moment.

He could make a kid pee in his pants just by his looks. "....I am sure that he will not be distracted by girls anymore. He will stay with his girl even after taking my position of next Capo" his lip twitched. His smile is more dangerous than Xaphan's. I stood up as I couldn't take it anymore. The only thing that was going on in my mind was that the man who is going to marry me is in Mafia! Mafia means drugs, blood, guns, murders. How could I marry a man whose profession is a crime? How would he spare my family when they don't hesitate in killing their own family members for their selfish motives.

Rod said. "There's something you need to know, Rod," I said to him. "What is it? Why does someone want you dead? Do you have enemies?" he asked. "My husband is a very dangerous person. He was a ruthless, merciless mafia boss who foughts for everything lethal and illegal just to get home to his lovely wife and make love to her to wash all the tiredness and worries away," I explained and his eyes narrowed, he was listening to me very carefully.

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.

Now we are happily married. More false, impossible. The wolf warned him to keep his mouth shut if he wanted to retain the freedom to do whatever he wanted with his life. Otherwise, he would pay for it by becoming part of his vile circle of hitmen, thugs and ruthless men. He forbade her not to speak to Grace about his role in the mafia, however, she was free to express herself to him about her union with him as brothers, and our marriage now made them both brothers”in”law.

“He’s ruthless, lethal and really, really powerful. When he came into the hideout where the kidnappers had taken Ethan and I to, they had instantly dropped to their knees, that’s how much he’s feared by people.” My skin crawled as I listened to my parents talk about how dangerous the person I was going married off to was, as the hair stylist did my hair up in my bedroom. I was already dressed up in my wedding dress, and my makeup had already been done to perfection by professionals. “He’s the most powerful mafia Don ever to walk the earth. Every other mafia here in Italy knows he has the final say.” Dad continued and I felt fear clog my throat once again. “And you’re getting me married off t

I asked. She said, looking out the window, “Shoot.” “You must take the Sacred Oath or Omerta since we are now married. Everyone in our mafia, including the spouses, must take it,” I sighed. I was concerned that she wouldn’t feel at ease taking the oath. She didn’t even bat an eyelash and said, “Okay.” “Okay?” I asked, my voice a tad bit higher due to shock. She didn’t even hesitate before answering. When she saw me, she chuckled, “Don’t be so shocked. I understand how crucial it is for you, and especially for the mafia. It will help their morale.”

I lifted my hips but he kicked me back down. "Please..." I cried out. "Please? oh please. You ruined my life the moment I married you. I shouldn't have married you. Papa made me do it." He said and bent to my level. He placed his hand on both sides of my cheek and held it tightly. Next, he gripped my neck and I choked on my saliva. I couldn't breathe properly. "Lo...Lo...Enzo..." "Look at me." He demanded. I did as he said. I looked into his deep, blue hair. There was no doubt he was handsome only if people knew the type of man he is in secret. What was I expecting? I got married to the most dangerous mafia in the world.

My life is such a curse that I could not live peacefully at once, my mom died, my father is having an affair with her murderer, I was forced and now again I was kidnapped when I finally found love. “Be ready soon you will be mine officially” I avert my gaze at his words, I will never be his. Not until I am alive but after death I will haunt him for sure. “I am already married and if you want proof then contact my husband, he will surely provide you with enough evidence” I said and walked towards him. “You know, I don't like to talk about him then why?” he asked and I laughed hearing him. “You are the mafia of Russia right? Then why are you getting agitated over small things” I said.