Married To The Mafia Don Novels & Stories

CHAPTER 4 VITTORIA'S POV. I feel like my soul is getting out of my body right now. How did I end up committing such a big mistake? Now, I'm not just accidentally married to some random person, but I'm stuck in a marriage to Marcello Giordano, the cold and ruthless Mafia kingpin who doesn't think twice before snapping someone's head off in seconds of being offended. I know him very well. Of course, everyone in New York City knows a lot about him, but only a few have ever set eyes on him, if not for anything, for the fact that he's the first face on the FBI's most wanted list of criminals.

Just Chris Lee, twenty-five years old, standing in the bathroom of a Mafia Lord's estate trying to locate the part of himself that was still functional. It was there. Smaller than usual. Further back than I was used to finding it. But there. You're still here, I told it. It didn't respond but it didn't disappear either, which I decided to count as a win. The doctor was young and terrified. Not of me — of the house, of the situation, of the weight of whose instructions he was operating under. He moved through the examination with the careful efficiency of a man who understood that doing his job well was the only protection he had.

Scott and I had our wedding a month later. It was a wedding that became sensational news to every mafia in the world. It was not because of how grand it was but because Don Cedaro, who was known as a legend who unified the businesses of the two countries of Litrak and Emerson, had given me half of his fortune as betrothal gifts just to marry me. Some people made fun of Scott and called him dumb for marrying a divorced woman who could no longer bear any children. Some were jealous enough to mention sarcastically what a schemer I was to have plotted marrying a wonderful man right after leaving a jerk.

He had completely lost his former elegance, his eye sockets sunken and cheekbones protruding as if he had not eaten properly in days. However, his eyes burned with a frightening intensity, filled with obsessive love and desperation. I had not expected to see him at this moment, and I felt genuinely surprised. He stumbled forward, his voice trembling. "Aurelia… You can't marry him... You're my wife..." The guests began whispering among themselves, some shocked. Members of the Moretti family rose to their feet, hands moving toward the weapons at their waists.

He's waiting for you to come to your senses. "I know he is," I said flatly. Five years. Even the love faded, I knew his pride, his anger, his patterns. "But I'm not going back." A year ago, he loved me fiercely. We were planning our future. Then the Rossis came. They didn't just bring home a forgotten son—they revealed him as the true heir, the next Don, who was already promised to a flawless mafia princess from the rival Costello family. Still, he fought them. He endured three days of their brutal regime—a test meant to break him—just to secure their permission to marry me.

I asked, setting down my pen. "I saw him on the sidewalk outside, screaming at Vance," Genevieve said, pacing toward my desk. "Vivienne, Vance just filed an emergency motion with the Westbridge Family Court for our two o'clock hearing today. Damon is filing a countersuit for divorce on the grounds of marital infidelity." I leaned back, my eyebrows pulling together. "He's the one who got my secretary pregnant. He breached our prenup first."

All his life he'd worked hard for it and now he had a stable stand as the don of one of the world's most famous Russian Mafia. Gianna Moira Donovan is unlucky when it comes to love. She vows to never throw herself into the said pond of heartbreak after severe fallout with her childhood sweetheart. But a clash between a Mafia don and a Donovan in unfavorable conditions spirals despise and loss of hope to something else. Something agreeable? Something horrible?

Perhaps, Kane will soon pursue lifelong celibacy, according to Charles. As for Darryl Rider, a dangerous and bloodthirsty mafia, women to him are just toys to take advantage of. Even touching a woman made Darryl uncomfortable. But now, Charles has received shocking news that Darryl is married. This made Charles really curious to know which transcendent woman had tamed Darryl's wild heart.

It’s legal in the eyes of the law and of God! Sage just laughed. He’s really not afraid of me. Well, I hated that fact. But in the end, why would he be afraid of me? Dorian came and sat on the couch across me. He nodded at me. “Seems like you’re happy these past few weeks…” I raised my brow. Sage laughed. “Dorian, of course, he would be happy. In the first place, he has a happy marriage with his wife…” I hate that Sage is telling Dorian about me and my wife. I still can’t forget that Dorian used to like my wife. Hell, maybe he still likes her right now…

I reach for her, but she moves her hands further back on her lap. “Talk.” Is all she says as she watches me. “My name is Antonio Moretti. I am the Don of the mafia that runs this country. The man José Fernando is a business partner and yes he is the head of the Cartel in Mexico. We need to marry and soon, it is for your protection. Once you have married me, you will be my wife in name only. You will have the full protection of the Moretti’s.” I tell her and she looks at me and shakes her head.