Novel & Cerita Married To Mafia

They had special ways of showing how much they cared for each other, from getting rid of enemies in their stead to buying properties as birthday presents. In his entire twenty nine years of living, he’d had his fair share of women. They ranged from daughter’s of drug lords to models, he had an entanglement with a famous actress once on one of his business trips. None of them, still able to satisfy him. Marriage. It was a stupid thing. He never cared for it but knew the importance in the mafia. Alliances were made through marriages….strong ones. Marriage for love….HA! A funny concept. He got the short end of the stick, now stuck with a widow who had the most infuriating of attitudes. He could

another one said. "Do you not know him?"another one asked "Who is he?" "He is the Mafia,a powerful Mafia"one replied "Wow he is so blessed to have such a great and wonderful family"one commented "His wife is so caring"another one complimented Meanwhile as the doctors were complimenting her,Rosie was seated at the reception patiently waiting for the doctor to call her to go in to see her husband. She was so happy,she had always known him to be strong,he was a fighter.

"Incredible! I don't need you as my friend, I know you all...all of you are a bunch of liars and want to manipulate me." “Is that what you really think, Abby?” she ask. I didn't answer her, I just kept eating, and when I was done, she was still looking at me and smiled warmly. "I know it's not easy to be married to a ruthless Don Mafia... But did you know that not everyone knows he's in the mafia? He's a respected Billionaire in the country. You should be very happy and feel so lucky that he chose you in a heartbeat to be his wife."

Waiting for Darryl to leave, Anne let out a breath, her tense body finally relaxed and leaned back in the chair. "Didn't expect Darryl Rider to want to marry our daughter." Mr. Joshua ruffled his hair and muttered. "It's actually possible, as long as he's willing to help our family." "Noway." "Cannot." Anne and Regina exclaimed at the same time. If Mr. Joshua could understand that Regina was against marrying Darryl because she was afraid, he was baffled by his wife's overreaction. "Isn't this a good thing for Regina? Even though she's a bit disadvantaged to be the wife of a notorious mafia boss." Mr. Joshua told Mrs. Anne.

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.

A leader expanding his empire into Nevada and the world in large, diversifying investments, playing by the rules of business. No one could have guessed that beneath the perfect suit was the son of a mafia don, his empire built on blood as much as capital. And all the while, his hand never left hers. When he shifted the microphone, when he turned to acknowledge applause, even when he leaned to answer a particularly sharp question, his fingers remained curled around hers. The moment that unsettled her most came near the end. “Mr. Moretti,” one journalist called out, “congratulations on your recent marriage. What advice would you give to younger couples starting out?”

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.

I just had to leave. It is so hard trying to be fine when you know your entire life is falling apart and there is nothing you can do about it. I never wanted to get married into the mafia but fate has a way of working out your life for you. And now that I am married to a mafia Don, I have faced murderous brothers inlaw's, jealous sister inlaw's, near rape incidents, threats to my life... As I recounted each frightful experience, tears brewed up in my eyes. Lord what is...

I said. "Thalia, it is confidential. Her husband is also a mafia boss, and they are allied to us," he said, and my eyes blinked multiple times. "What the hell?" I said. I am now confused because I can't connect the things inside my head. "How come you didn't marry her before? You can abolish our marriage easily, with your power and money, so you can marry and live with her. And I can have a peaceful life," I said, and he looked hurt by what I said, so his eyes became cold.

She noticed my eyes staring at her ring and shifted it backward, her lips parting to ask. “Melissa didn’t tell you?” Her question jolted me out of whatever chokehold that sight had me in. I shook my head quietly, arching my brows in inquiry. “What?” “I’m married,” she said with a smile, admiring the ring as she stared at it. “He’s part of the mafia syndicate too.” Of course, I knew too well. “Ohh. How sweet,” I chimed, leaning forward with my lips pouting in feigned adoration. “You must really be enjoying your marriage.”