My Mafia Husband Chose His First Love Novels & Stories

My husband's mistress was in a lingerie and she was sipping orang juice from a tall glass. From the looks of it, they must have gone another round at night. Mr Shawn was no where to be found. “Where is my husband?." I asked the mistress. BRRT! She choked on her drink and she went into a bout of laughter. " Your husband, you say it as if it is a golden ticket. Shawn married you because there were no other options!." She told me. " Uh-huh, so where were you when he got married to me?." I asked her and she was dumb founded.

Martha said as she turned to look at her husband. Ariana just looked at her mother, she couldn’t believe her mother had uttered those words from her mouth. Her selfish?. “I am selfish? I have done nothing but try to please the both of you. To be the perfect daughter and perfect child and now you call me selfish, we will find a way to fix this mess you both got yourself in but I won’t marry any man I do not love” Her voice raised higher than normal.

"Well yes, you're right." She couldn't stop thinking about the fact that she was now married to Raphael, and the thought made her heart race. To think that she signed those documents! "You tricked me!" she accused me. "It's you who didn't read the contract first," he leaned to her, "How is that my fault?" "To think that I would have to marry someone else, and to top of it, you belong to mafia," she asked and looked at him. "You trickster!" "Well, that's that. Are you ready?" he asked, his voice low and serious.

Only to protect her from those goons, her father had worked day and night and today she is in the hands of the biggest mafia leader. Her father was the ideal man, she wanted her husband to be just like her father, Mujtaba but her husband was totally opposite. It was her first time and she had been through an unimaginable pain tonight, every muscle in her body ached, from her neck to chest her skin was blemished with the hickeys he had given.

“Two years, back when I was just carving out my first territory. She was there, beautiful, ambitious, but weak. She cheated, fucked some lowlife, took the money I’d entrusted her, and ran to Russia. That’s it. She’s nothing now.” I listened, my fingers tracing his jaw, feeling the truth in his detachment. “I know our world, tesoro,” I said, voice steady. “Women come and go in your bed, always have. Being your wife isn’t for the faint-hearted. I’m not some fragile thing who’ll break because of your past or your affairs. I know who I married, a don, a killer, a man who needs a woman as unbreakable as he is. The wife title isn’t just a ring; it’s a crown I wear with blood.”

The kiss is gentle but passionate, and I can feel the emotion radiating from him. He pulls away but keeps his hands on either side of my cheeks. His face is so close I can feel his breath on my skin. “Do you know what they say about the mafia?” he whispers. I shake my head, my heart racing. “You don’t choose the mafia. The mafia chooses you. And when it chooses you, family comes first.” “Maybe he chose a different family,” I say. “Maybe that’s a choice too.” “Never,” says Felix. “There are no right reasons for a Carlisi to love a Lucchese.”

I replied, trying to read her before she said anything. “And I think your mafia… rules don’t stop you from loving your wife, right?” I raised my eyebrow, not answering her question. “What?” She asked. “I can’t love anyone,” I said as I walked over to her. “That’s an emotion. Did you forget?” “So why do people get married in the mafia?” “I don’t know,” I leaned in and whispered in her ear, “But I’m marrying you to save you, nothing else.” As I was going past her to grab another bottle, she stopped me by my hand.

Suddenly, the door opens and Alejandro slides in. “ Sorry it took so long I had an issue to deal with on the plane” He said as he kissed my cheek and grabbed my hand and intertwined them. This Mafia King would soon be my husband, it was going to take me a while to get used to that. I had been single for a long time, usually spending my time hanging out at home. It was by chance that my roommates made me go to the club that night and that’s where I met him the first time.

And I wondered what I was going to say to her to calm her down. I turned for my bedroom but when I pushed the door open it was empty and the lights were off, telling me she wasn’t here. Before I could freak out, I noticed the light coming from the room I had first told her to live in. Now that time seemed to have been ages ago. I never thought that my lust and fascination with this woman would turn into love and an uncompromising need to have her by my side. Now she has become my tiny world and without her I can’t imagine living. The moment I had decided to have a taste of her, I couldn’t think of letting her go. Even the thought had filled me with rage. But now she was mine, and not just be

I tease which made her laugh. ” I actually like you alot Alec, and I'm so happy my brother brought us such a wonderful woman.” I place my hand on hers, appreciating the words she said. “ So? yeah as you already know my past, in the beginning of our marriage i was a rebel. I fight a lot with him but every time that happens we always end up having such great sex. I still hate him but not as much as before. But his obsession and possessiveness is quite suffocating at first. I tried as many times as I could to run away from his clutch but I always ended up getting caught. My husband is a Mafia Boss and his childhood and his father’s upbringing was different from us normal civilians. In short, wh