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One of my men said to me. Of course Lugard would try to do something stupid. After he heard I already got married to someone else who wasn't his daughter he was very furious. My father had made a deal to join the two Mafia families together through our marriage so the whole rival nonsense would come to an end. The idea wasn't appealing to me so of course I rejected it. "How did they manage to get past the mansion security?" I questioned darkly. "They didn't. Your wife planned to escape just like you predicted. I believe she was captured while still at the metro" He responded.

Mac said Naina licked her lips, " I'll give that bastard the most painful death, I'll neither kill him nor let him leave peacefully..." Naina said, "Castellano's new heir has been running the Castellano's empire, and now the Italian Mafia is also with them... I also heard that Castellano has been planning to fix his younger son's wedding with the Japanese Mafia..." Mac told her but she wasn't looking affected, "The marriage will only happen when the clan will exist,

He said. "It's nothing." "Guess, I should go then. My work here is done." I turned to take my leave. "I'm sorry." He said and I halted. I turned back to him, and asked, "What for?" "Forcing this marriage on you." "Tell me, why did you?" He stood up from his office chair, "Actually, I got married to you as I had an ultimatum." "Ultimatum? What are you talking about?" "To be a Mafia lord, one needs to have a wife. It's the final requirement. I was faced with an ultimatum and you were the only one I could get married to at that time."

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.

She knew that too well, her life had been in danger countless times back when she was only engaged to Giovanni. "I know a resort near some beautiful churches." "I think I know where we can get married, somewhere we can really filter the guest list. I'll call my husband first." Even though her husband usually let her make decisions about such things, Carly still thought it best to call him before finalizing her idea. "Cara," her husband greeted when Carly video-called him. She almost burst out laughing when she saw him. His face was covered in thick lipstick and random cosmetic products that made him looked like a clown. At that moment, no one would have guessed that this was the same feared

he said, leaning in to kiss her slow, deep, and full of promise. When they finally pulled apart, she laughed softly, shaking her head. “I can’t believe I’m actually marrying a mafia boss,” she murmured, half teasing, half in awe. Miguel smirked. “Correction, mi amor you’re marrying the mafia boss. And from now on, you’re my queen.” She laughed softly, resting her head against his chest. “God help the world then… because we’re unstoppable.” Milan, Italy — Evening, Ashcroft’s Penthouse

The real reason to marry his wife was to get his revenge but this marriage turned him and made him madly in love with his wife, his kitten. He wants to take revenge for his parents and his brother. Her father is the main criminal in his parent's death. And the company currently run by his wife's father is actually Alex's family's business. And Ian was a PA of his father. Ian and his uncle planned and murdered his family. The news didn't reveal the death of my parents but the bad deeds of Ian but in the name of his parents. He finally found the traitor who killed his parents but he doesn't have the power to raise his voice. That's when he began to raise his business both in the business and u

“What are you talking about Papa?” “Anaya, you are the daughter of Italy’s most powerful Mafia. If I die today, no one will be there to protect you from all my enemies. I want you to be safe and taken care of when that happens. Therefore, it is my dying wish for you to marry a man who will be with you through thick and thin. I know someone who will do that for you. Someone you can marry and be happy with.” “What?” I yelled. Is he telling me to marry? I stayed frozen with my mouth open and couldn’t stop staring at my father.

The nights in Chiron were always restless, but this estate felt like a secluded island, far removed from the noise and danger of the outside world. I thought about Marco's terrified face, Gina's desperate cries, and the guests who stood frozen in fear. Power really was a terrifying thing. It could lift one up to the highest heights in an instant or drop one into hell. And because I married Antonio, I now stood at the top. The feeling was strange, but there was an undeniable thrill to it. Maybe I shouldn't hide behind him forever. Since I married a mafia Don and was at the heart of this storm, maybe I should learn how to fight for my place in this ruthless world.

I can't afford to loose Alessia. The suggestion lingered like poison in Luca's veins. At first, he had dismissed it with his usual sharpness, brushing Fredo off with a glare that could cut glass. But the more he tried to bury it, the louder it echoed. A marriage alliance with Hikky, the daughter of a rival mafia boss—an agreement that would bring peace, silence the guns, and stabilize their fragile empire. And yet, the cost was Alessia..... Always Alessia. The image of her lingered in every corner of his mind. Her laughter that used to soften the steel in his heart, her anger that burned hotter than his own rage, her silence that cut deeper than bullets.