My Broke Husband Was The Mafia Don Novels & Stories

"Hey, Darryl? So you have a hobby of cheating on your wife. That model is also hot, I've played with her before, if you need experience, tell me." Sullivan's car was parked right next to Darryl's race car. Some time ago, with Darryl's brutality and madness, he caused Harding's mafia gang to be in chaos. It was that fat old man Harding who died, and his son Sullivan took over the reins of his father's mafia. But compared to his father's shrewdness, Sullivan seemed much more bossy and haughty. Although the Harding mafia is no longer as powerful as it once was, Sullivan doesn't seem to mind anyone.

and left the office. “Ughhh!” I said as I tossed the paperweight from the table. This is getting out of control. Someone is conspiring against my Mafia. Who? Nobody knew! My fiancée was injured by someone named Scar! I don’t even know who the fuck is that person. Moreover, I have goods stolen from me. I grabbed my phone and dialed Adrian’s number. “Boss,” he said after one ring. “Any news?” I inquired.

I raised my eyes to his. Logan nodded curtly. "They're a mafia organization affiliated with Crimson Eagle Industries, the competitor to Gil's. These men run the dark of the world. They handle all the 'business' that Crimson Eagle might need to stay off the books. Brutal, connected, loyal only to one man.”

“Oh, that was a long time ago. I’m here to rebuild our partnership. After the scandal with you and your wife, I thought I’d give you a chance to get back to your famous life.” I stared at him, unimpressed. “Famous life? I left the mafia because my wife asked me to, not because of some scandal. Don’t twist it.” “That’s exactly my point,” he said, leaning forward. “Why should your wife decide what’s best for you?”

Angelina looked so innocent and for some unknown reason,it made the Mafia Don feel as though it wasn't right to be around her or touch even a strand of her hair. It’s true Xavier can handle anything. However, sometimes it's exhausting because he's only human. He was mad earlier on the phone because Diego called and informed him that one of his men had fucked up the shipment. The mafia don was so pissed off because he invested a lot of capital and time to make sure that everything will be okay but…one of his men sided with the enemies and failed the operation. Xavier heaved a deep sigh when he gave it a thought, trying his best to keep his anger in check.

I tell him, flashing a smile at the onlookers as we swayed to the music. "They are looking for some action, you know. We are supposed to be happily married, mia moglie." The accents rolls off of his tongue as he calls me 'my wife' and directly tickles me in the core. We are going to have a problem if his accent turns me on when it appears only when he lies. "Everyone in the high society knows how arranged and business marriages work." I roll my eyes. "Trust me, these people cannot wait to have the cake and go home and gossip about how Paige Mathewson, the crazy bitch, ended up with this catch." I nod in his direction.

This has to be a dream. "Jeez, you scared me when you said it was about Archer. I thought he was going to kill me or something. Baby, listen, when it comes to the mafia, you have to give in. They are too powerful. They will ruin your life if you go against them," he explains as I lift my finger, making him stop in his place. "Have you lost your mind? What do you think they-" I yell, tears falling down my cheeks. I am so mentally exhausted after the day I've had.

“No. I love him. I accept him for who he is.” They exchanged looks. Then Dad finally spoke. “Your husband… is a Mafia emperor.” I froze. “…What?” The word echoed in my mind. “Mafia emperor…?” I repeated slowly. Everything around me felt unreal. My mind struggled to process it. “The man I love…?” I whispered. The man who held me gently… Who kissed my forehead… Who promised to protect me… “…is a Mafia emperor.” And suddenly… Everything made sense. **** LMCD22

You are poor Hailey, you are so poor and pathetic, how are you going to survive? Hailey was shocked, she tried to control the tears that were threatening to fall. "Is that what you are thinking I am?" She asked, hoping for a positive response from him this time. "That is what you are, Hailey, you are not suitable to be a mafia's wife..I am not just a Mafia Hailey..," He stated, walking closer to her "I am the Don." "And you figured it out after three years," Hailey forced a smile, she has vowed not to shed a single tear in front of him anymore. He doesn't deserve her tears.

My brother died in my arms. My hands shook as I texted my husband, Don Adriano. "Adriano, I want a divorce." Three seconds later, he called. "Carina, that's enough," Adriano's voice was ice. "Stop this nonsense." "I'm not." "Leo gets a scratch, and you file for divorce? When the hell did you become so pathetic?" I closed my eyes. Tears streamed down my face. I could still feel Leo's cold body in my arms.