Marrying The Mafia Ii Novels & Stories

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.

Their marriage was our salvation but the little bambina has fled! After Lorenzo found out that I murdered his son for sleeping with my wife, he gave me two options. The first, my death and everything I own will go to him. It was everything even the winery. How could I let that happen when it has been in my family for generations? The second, which he knew I would choose to preserve my life, to join the Mafia. I joined the Mafia. I'm not proud of it. I haven't been at peace since. But as a test of loyalty, something I never saw coming, was thrown my way. A marriage. He wanted a marriage to seal my place in the Mafia. It's not just me but my family name as well. He wanted to give me a reason t

"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.

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.

"That's stupid! I want you, and you want me. Why not end this once and for all? I already said I'd marry you. What more are you waiting for to make me yours?" "You already are mine!" I growled, rubbing my lips against hers, and her nails scratched my shoulders, making my cock even harder. "You know that in the mafia, marriage requires the woman to be a virgin." "And while I wait for your goodwill, you go out with as many women as you want, and I have to wait until the wedding," she said, turning her face away from me.

Everyone present was either mafia or well-off finance managers. The possibility of Joanna getting hitched to a Mafia chief caused her hair to stand on end… .Joanna strolled straight to her mother by marriage as she maneuvered her into her arms and overwhelmed her in a warm embrace. "I'm so delighted to have you as my little girl in regulation. You look so stunning, dear." Her mother by marriage couldn't stop coming down on her.In the wake of hello Mr Salvador and a couple of other significant people, she was accompanied by her mother by marriage to sit close to her Mafia spouse.

“There’s something that I need to talk to you about.” I nod again and he continues. “You are allowed to still date but like at Andre’s you are to share a suite with Andros. Also, no matter who you choose if the twins are indeed Ricco’s, I’m sorry peanut but you will have to marry him. It’s mafia law that if a member of a mafia organization gets a woman pregnant then he must marry her. Ricco just went about it the wrong way when he demanded you to marry him.” “But daddy, I’m leaning towards choosing Andros, I’m remembering my feelings for him from when I was a child and they keep getting stronger.” “I understand, and so will he. If you don’t have any more questions for me you can go back to y

Then I cleared my throat to dispel my nervousness and said, "I'm curious. There are many beautiful women for you to choose from and I'm sure that your family will easily find the best woman for you. But why did you choose me?" "I have 3 reasons for it. First, I just follow my instincts," he replied quickly. I tilted my head slightly as a sign that I didn't understand. However, then he spoke again. "Second, nobody can be trusted in the mafia business. But on the other hand, I need someone who can be trusted to be my wife even though just in contract.” "..." "At least I'm sure you will never stab my back.” I laughed at his words and then said, "What makes you so trust me?"

Most of my cousins were either married or engaged at my age. I was an exception only because my parents were dead, so there was no one who could arrange my marriage other than Damon. Who had other important things to work on at that time, rather than looking for a guy to marry me, which gave me a little extra time than other women. But it came to an end when a war broke out between Cosa Nostra and the American mafia which made Cosa Nostra seek out Bratava for help and which eventually led to me marrying Alex, which scared me.

While I am still here, searching, rumors have reached me that MacGregor has allied himself with the Japanese mafia, now everything is making sense, maybe he was too distracted with Fiorella, to realize his intentions. That meeting in Ireland on his territory was a plan that he had already been plotting for some time, he must have found out who I really was, that Leonella was my daughter and therefore , I am the first and only husband of my beautiful principessa. By having me around to plan to assassinate me and take my territory and my wife, but I guess it didn't work out for the jerk now that he has Fiorella I have to find a way to rescue her. With my daughter out of the picture and safe, I