Marrying The Mafia Ii Novels & Stories

“Your twentieth birthday banquet is tomorrow. Have you decided on who to marry? “Whoever you pick, we’ll make sure he inherits both families and becomes the godfather of the entire mafia empire.” When I opened my eyes again, two photographs lay before me. They were the two fiances my parents had groomed for me since childhood. One was Damian. The other was Caesar. In the past, I loved Damian deeply and chose to marry him without hesitation, only to be tortured to death by him.

Remember why you’re doing this. Nikolay looked at me from beside his father. His icy blue eyes met my green ones, both our eyes cold as ice toward one another. Both of us hating the day we were suddenly destined as one another’s partner. “Kiara, my baby girl” mum smiled approaching me. She opened her hands for me and hugged me tightly. Her eyes looking proud as she looked at her daughter who was now a bride to one of the most powerful mafia bosses, the future Mrs. Ivanov. The savior of this family. She appreciated what I was doing, at least that was what she showed

I say. "No, I am not going to marry you! You need to prove your love to me first," Mia says. "Mia, it will be easier if we are in one house. I want to protect you and the children, or else I would not ask you to marry me. I have many enemies and just made two very desperate enemies. Don Parisi always wanted me to marry his daughter, and Bria would stop at nothing to hurt or get me back. I beg you to allow me to protect you and my children. If you do not want to marry me, move in with me. We can stay here in New York as I can run the Mafia from any city," I say.

I was ridden with the joy that comes with getting married to the person you love. When you’re twenty-three and getting married, it may seem like the best thing happening to you. Everyone was excited, including my father – Danielo Mahonnas – which was an unnatural thing, considering how strict and hardened the man is. But Rafael is a Conti, the son to my father’s second-in-command and in the Mafia society my family belonged to – The Vices – it is always smiled upon when there is a marriage between the children of the mafia lords. So we all prepared for the wedding that was supposed to be the biggest in Newark this year. The Mahonnas and The Contis, a match made in the mafia heaven, a combinat

He needs money to earn power; he needs power to survive and protect his loved ones. “I joined Don Caramello’s gang,” he goes on. “One of the most dreaded mafia gangs of the country. I was desperate for a job and my search led me to him. He needed someone who could gather information about his enemies and pass it on to him. So he hired me and planted me in his enemies’ places to get information. At first, I passed all the data I could gather to him. Seeing my skills, he began to give me even bigger tasks until one day, I was ordered to kill someone.” Scarlett holds her breath, listening to his story. She grasps his hand, silently telling him to go on.

And he died because of me, I don't think I can ever be comfortable with such a thing. Then it hit me, I was married to a mafia this was going to be the usual as from now on. I'm so screwed!

" I yelled and Maria's hand flew across my face, sharp and unforgiving. "You will marry him! I did not spend time training you all these years to for you to turnout to be ungrateful." She spoke calmly. "Don't you realize the only way to destroy their Mafia is from inside the mafia." She threw her cigarette on the floor and stepped on it. "You will marry Adriano Di Salvo and destroy everything they've worked for." "You want me to get married to that monster." My hand was still on my cheek. "You're no less than a monster yourself. You've killed many. That MONSTER HAS BEEN TAMED BY YOU! Use that to your advantage, Serena."

His hand stood out, stiff, commanding and imperative. “I’m not done yet so shut up, lest I pluck out your tongue” he growled. I froze. Tears formed in my eyes. I looked at Mamma but she sat quietly as usual. She never spoke when Papà did. “After getting rid of that thing in you, you will get married to Dante, the son of Vincenzo Tommaso,Capo mandamento of the Sicilian mafia.” My heart missed beats. My legs weakened and my eyes widened. I tried my best to hold back my tears but it flowed without gates, without boundaries, without control.

'Not this again' he thought. "Listen once and listen good, its not me who is marrying you, it is you who is going to marry me to save your life. Understood? The mafia work in this way sweetheart. If an uncalled visitor sees some things which she is not supposed to see then either she has to become the part of mafia or die. So you are marrying me. Get me?" "M....m..mafia?" she stammered badly, taking a step back. Terror engulfed her every cell.

Why did he want to marry her all of a sudden? "I got to know that your mother was a part of a Mafia family and the second daughter of the Capo dei Capi, the head of Las Vegas mob." Marcello's eyes bored into her. Shock was written on Mariana's face. "What does that got to do with me?" "There is no stronger bond than blood. For our connections to be straightened globally and for peace to be an option we have to become family." He paused then continued, "Now, go get ready."