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I knew he only said it because I looked so much like Riley, but I chose to believe him anyway. On the first day of our marriage, he told me that to escape the bloody underworld, his accounts had to be frozen. He couldn't touch a cent of the family's dirty money. I was so in love with him, I never cared about his status as a mafia heir. Starting over was fine. As long as it was with him, I was willing to do anything. So during what he called his "downfall," I lived in a basement, ate stale bread, washed clothes for mobsters in the dead of winter, and gave birth to Luca in a back-alley clinic.

Malina introduced me to all her acquaintances; mafia wives, high class socialites, assistants to the mafia; everyone. These women looked at me as if I was their idol, asking me all about my life, but in a very respectful manner. There was nothing colorful to tell, of course. I was invited to several luncheons and high teas which really flattered me. I guess I really was a big deal now. Suddenly everyone thought Vito was the perfect husband because of the necklace. I was shocked, still grateful, but that didn't make our marriage any better.

He was glad to survive for four days straight. “Well, you’re married to a mafia, so bear with it.” she chuckled while she does some stretching. “Can I just be a normal husband and do office words or maybe cook for you?” he whined as he asked but something suddenly flew his way that almost hit his forehead. Good thing, his reflexes were totally expanded which Verosha smirked at. “Nope, my husband should be promising and remarkable that never failed to fascinate me…” Verosha trailed off and grinned slyly at her husband who was glaring at what she just did. It almost hit him as if her reflexes were not good.

Toby responds in a frustrated tone, getting up to leave while I stare at him with wide eyes. "I cheated on you, Toby. Archer initiated it, and I let it happen. I'm sorry. I understand this is a massive betrayal, and I know it means the end of our relationship. Please forgive me if you can," I blurt out, I continue staring at the coffee table, still avoiding looking up at his face. "Oh, Georgina, you married a mafia man. They will force you, but you have to give in. It’s better to just give into what they want-”

Shivers run down on my spine, just by remembering her intimidating look that time. “King? The underworld mafia king?” a voice came from behind us and turned to see my dad and brother standing on the doorway. “Hm…Yes. The underworld mafia leader of 'Dark Knights'.” I said, nodding my head. “Dude, are you freaking serious? you like mafia princess! MAFIA PRINCESS?” Adrian shouted, holding my shoulders and shaking me. “I..I didn't say that I..I …lik…like her.” I said and closed my eyes in embarrassment.

Harshly, but royally he pulled out the chair for himself to sit as Danica gently pulled her, with her shaky hands. She was strictly ordered to sit beside him and act like his wife since they were married tor almost 9 months. The maids quickly served them the dinner as Zeke and Danica started eating. The maids stood aside shaking, everyone feared Zeke. Of course why shouldn't they? Zeke is a mafia boss. Being cruel, heartless, brutal and rough was what he was taught to. Everyone had to think multiple times before doing anything because they knew, one wrong step and they're gone.

I whispered to him. "You just scared me earlier, I don't want you to be around my work." he said quickly. I looked into his eyes, they were raw with emotion. I could tell that he really meant what he was saying. "I understand, and I'm sorry for what I said to you earlier." I told him breaking eye contact. If I am being truthful, I do feel really bad about what I said earlier. This is just what his life is, and I have no right to judge him. I too am from a mafia family, except my papa has always been really good at keep his "work" at work.

"Honey, give you that choice." Regina was now in a hazy state of mind, she faintly overheard the conversation between the two men and knew that her current situation was very bad. Darryl Rider gives her two choices. One is that she will follow the old billionaire and accept to be his lover, live dependent on him and forever lose her freedom and innocence. The other option is for her to seek help from Darryl Rider, the most notorious mafia boss in Italy. Thus, she will have to prepare mentally to take unforeseen risks. Who doesn't know how cruel and scary Darryl is, so of course Regina is afraid of him.

he said quietly. But there was no warmth in his voice, no affection. Just the cold, hard truth that our marriage would be nothing more than a contract. I forced a smile, even as my heart broke all over again. I would be Mrs. Nico Baldocchi, the wife of one of the most powerful mafia bosses, but I would never have his love. And yet, as I looked into his eyes, I realized I would do it all the same. Because even if I could never have his heart…

I was pathetic, here I was begging a man who clearly doesn't love me anymore. If we divorced, I had no where to go. We had been together for five years. My family was killed by a mafia Lord because of debts. Julian found me on the streets. He loved me despite his tough exterior and his position as a mafia leader. He was gentle with me when we first met. I fell helplessly in love with him and he did too. That was when we got married. Our marriage was blissful until two years ago when Julian became focused on having an heir.