Novel & Cerita My Mafia Husband Chose His First Love

I rubbed my core along the huge length of his desire, rubbing my scent on him to make my own claim. His eyes darkened, telling me not to call him that. But—. “I love you, Ralph Virtus. You’re the Mafia King…and also the father of my children…my husband…the owner of my heart…..” I kissed him as my fingers wrapped around him, stroking him like a warm hug. He kissed back strongly then pulled back to hold my face. And I beat him to his next word. “There’s nothing you can say to convince me otherwise, Ralph—I love you no matter what you are. I’ve stayed long enough to know you, and I’ve known you enough to love you—-.”

" The thing is I was nor there for him growing up you know.... It's not easy being a wife to a Mafia, you don't get to choose your husband's and when you finally do have a husband you do not get to choose how you raise your Children. It was still our starting point in my relationship with my husband when I fell pregnant with Damian, he was very harsh with me as I had not accepted I was going to be his wife. I was constantly trying to ran away and things only got worse when I learned I was pregnant. I never believed in abortion so I knew I would be keeping the baby, he got even stricter after learning I was pregnant security got increased and I soon had to accept I was trapped. I had my baby

If he has issues with someone, he simply avoids them. “Well, he is a good husband, so he needs to treat me well,” I informed him, lifting my chin slightly. He nodded in understanding. “No matter how well he treats you, remember that he is involved with the mafia. He is involved with illegal business. If something happens to him, you will be pulled down along with him,” Andrew reminded me, lowering his voice. Even though Jonathan always says that all his businesses are legal, I know he is involved with the mafia. Andrew doesn’t need to tell me. But I will not admit to anybody that my husband is involved in the mafia.

“Miss Jane, I know you had no choice but to choose me. If you don’t want to get pregnant, I won’t force you.” I froze instantly. Why was Marcus acting differently from our previous life? Subconsciously, I turned around, only to accidentally crash into his chest. The scent of cedarwood mixed with leather surrounded me, cold and clean. I quickly looked up at him and spoke seriously, word by word. “Marcus, I chose you willingly. I’ll take responsibility as your wife. We’re family now, and I hope we can get along well.” A slight ripple passed through his eyes. “Alright. I’ll be a good husband, too. But there’s a secret I need to tell you…”

After three years of marriage, I finally got pregnant—my mafia husband treated me like his queen. Every day felt like heaven, until she came back—his first love, Eloise Rosenveil. On his birthday, after answering Eloise’s usual call, he turned to me and said softly, “Darling, you’ve been working so hard carrying our child. There’ll be too many people at the party—I don’t want you to get hurt.” But that day wasn’t just his birthday.

We had drinks at a quiet bar, and she caught me up on the gossip I had missed. That was when I learned Luna had already been married and divorced. Twice. After Felix refused to go through with the engagement, her love had turned to hate. She had torn apart whatever innocence was left between them, exposing every wound, every weakness. "If my business abroad hadn't failed, would I have come back to you?" "You say you loved me all those years. A flight to Australia takes twelve hours at most. But you couldn't even spare twelve hours, could you, Felix?" "Look at your heart. Did you ever really love me?"

Uhm Lucian" I said, instead he held his fingers up, signalling me to jt shut, I obeyed not because I wanted to but I just made a promise " Mom and dad got married, she was the first mafia wife, and Dad loved her so much, growing as a child and an heir, I was never treated as one, but one day a war broke out, between my family and and another after dad killed the only daughter of the most feared leader of the local mafia.

I don't want him to get angry anytime soon. He looked at me and furrowed his eyebrows. I gulped down saliva in my throat. "Even when I don't?" he asked. "I-I I don't know... I just know that you... you are my husband and it's my duty" I answered honestly. "I am the darkest person you can ever meet Hailey. I am the most ruthless man of the North Mafia and thus of the biggest Mafia business. I am the one who knows and believes that love is nothing more than a state of mind that in medicals can be called Insanity. I am the last person who anyone can care about" he said.

I murmured, recalling the words of her husband and brother. “Submissive, me? Never! I understand the mafia hierarchy and respect it. For example, I know when I can tease my brother and when I need to respect the Capo of the Camorra.” She started chatting excitedly, unbothered by my nudity. “Like when I fell in love with Frank, he acted as my brother and didn’t try to stop me. He knew he’d taught me to choose someone who would honor not just the mafia.” “It’s incredible that you managed to marry for love in the mafia, especially with your family being at such a high level.”

I see my husband explode in a loud laugh and lie down, pulling me into his chest. “My love, we’ve been together for over ten years, and even though our friendship with the mafiosos is close, and we have some agreements, our life has never been based solely on the mafia…” I keep my eyes fixed on his, and we both look toward the door when Hassan enters the room and locks it to avoid being surprised by anyone. “Our life as a couple has always been part of the ‘First’. I was wrong not to accept that your presence was needed beside my mother, and I ended up betraying you. I was wrong when I broke my word and drank until I couldn’t distinguish my desire from reality…”