Married To The Russian Mafia Boss นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He was the overall head of all the Mafia bosses in the country, but some like this Russo refuses to stay in check. "Get Aldo to track his current location. We're visiting Russo." ***** Meanwhile Back At Silver's Place. Silver lay on her bed thinking of what the future held for her, yes, she accepted to marry Luca but she wished she had found love instead of an arranged marriage. Silver was someone who had always believed in true love and happily ever after. While growing up she had watched a lot of fairytale cartoons, where the prince gets to love one princess for the rest of his life.

“You can't do that, you have no right.” “Oh yes we do. We've heard words on the streets and pictures too, showing you in a compromising position with Marianna Bezzio. A married woman, the wife of the Italian lord and the daughter of the late Santo Del Vecchio. We, the Russians, do not condone infidelity.” He dropped pictures on the table and I picked them up. I had persuaded pretty to go out with me that day. We thought we had disguised ourselves well, but I guess we were fooling each other.

“There’s something I need to tell you.” Her brows knit together. “Alright.” I stared at my hands. “Remember a few months ago…when I told you about the man who came into the café? The one who offered to help with your treatments?” She nodded slowly. “The one you said was…dangerous.” A small, sad laugh slipped out of me. “Yes. Him.” I lifted my eyes to hers, feeling everything inside me crack wide open. “It was Luca, my husband.” She didn’t look surprised. Not really. Just sad, in that quiet way only mothers could be.

I have no choice but to marry a stranger. I am getting married to Liam Salvador, the American Mafia's Don. I've only seen him once. The American Mafia is one of the top Mafia in the world and so also is the Russian Mafia. This will be a long ride. I have no idea how Liam sees women but I will not hesitate to put him in place if he does anything stupid. Even though this marriage will help both mafias, I will never give up my Mafia, marriage or not. I don't know what game father is playing but for now, I'll listen to what he says. The knock on the door brought me out of my thoughts. "Come in."

“Vladimir Sokolov, the Bratva’s pakhan was born in sin. He is a ruthless, scary and dangerous man, Rose. He is a walking Sinner in our mafia world. He killed his first wife in anger because she wanted to redecorate his room. No girl could stand his lethal personality and looks.” Rose’ eyes widened in horror. “What are you saying? Who kills his wife for such a minor thing. Where have you been hearing all this rubbish?” Rose scolded Mia as panic slowly grasped her nerves. Mia rolled her eyes. “Believe it or not, but I have my sources, Sis. Why else do you think Valentina denied marrying him and Zio gave you to that man?” Mia raised her eyebrows. “Valentina? She was supposed to marry that Russi

I'm taken aback by surprise. "You must be the beautiful Lucia!" She squeaks excitedly. "I'm Olga Dmitry and this is my husband Maxim" She has both her palms on my cheek. Well that's an ugly name for a beautiful woman. I also refuse to believe that this woman is the wife of the Russian mafia head. She's like a room full of bubbles. Almost anyone can tell how much her husband loves her just from the way he looks at her alone. I say my "hi." to the couple and step aside to stand beside my brother as the older adults greet themselves.

"What could possibly be worth trading his daughter?" Rafael paused at the door, glancing back with a cold smile that didn't reach his eyes. "His life. His empire. Everything he's built. Its either you or that." He tilted his head. "You should be flattered, Seraphina. He values you quite highly." The door closed behind him, leaving me alone with the crushing weight of my new reality. I am getting married. To Rafael DeLuca. The man I loathed.

I furrowed my head and inquired: "Sally, what do you mean? Say it clearly!" He sighed and responded, "Boss, we can think about forming an alliance with Ricci's Mafia. He is cocky but fierce, and his Mafia is among the toughest in our region. He requires us to become more powerful so he will entertain our request. And by an alliance, I mean... Marriage." I got up from my chair and approached him from the front. "What exactly did you say? You want me to marry my daughter to that Ricci? I just got back to my little girl! Are you crazy?" I yelled.

On our dinner last Wednesday, his mother told me that she’s kind of scared that her son would back out from this because he is allegedly manipulated by his girlfriend. Well, I hope his girlfriend manipulates him out of this sick marriage plan! “Your girlfriend knows about this?” I asked. I can see his jaw clenching. He inched closer as he stared into me like I have to be punished because I did something wrong. “Is she fine about this?” I figured if I piss him off, he might get angry and I would tell my mother that I don’t want to get married to someone who has anger management issues. Of course, my dad wouldn’t want me to marry a violent person!

I grinned looking at the mystery woman, before whispering something to my sister. "If I'm lucky, she may be my future wife." Alessia glanced her way for a second before letting out a slight laugh. "Don't you think you're getting ahead of yourself?" I smirked slightly. "Maybe, maybe not." My sister shook her head amused at my confidence. We continued the dance until the music stopped. Before Alessia could speak, A man cleared his throat, catching both our attention. I raised a brow, waiting for him to speak, "Sorry for my intrusion, I'm Anton Petrov, leader of the Russian Mafia and this is my wife Nicole." Anton held out his hand, while Alessia slipped away from us quietly.