Novel & Cerita My Mafia Husband Chose His First Love

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.

If I didn’t know that man was my husband—the father of my baby—I would have sworn they were a couple, happy and in love. “Isabella Caruso? The doctor is ready for your examination,” the nurse called. Vincent turned, his face drained of color, his eyes scanning the hallway. He must have heard my name. When his eyes landed on me, his mouth opened, but no words came out. I had been happily married to Vincent Falcone, my mafia husband, for nearly ten years. This year, I was finally pregnant with his child. He of all people should know how difficult is for me to have the baby now. How could he do this to me?

Lucas asks baffled. I am surprised myself. I can’t believe I just did that, I spent so many years in love with Lucas, dreaming about him and longing to be with him the we were apart. Lucas is my first love, I can’t deny that, but Dimitri is my forever love, the one that will last for the rest of my life and I won’t allow Lucas or anyone else to wish him dead. Lucas takes his hand to his cheek, perplexed about what I did. “Don’t you ever wish my husband dead,” I demand.

Growing up, my life wasn’t a fairytale despite what it may have looked like, my parents were wealthy and I needed or wanted nothing but their attention, their love, and their gentleness unfortunately though those words were not in my parents vocabulary instead they used violence and had both me and my brother growing up around petty thieves and criminals which is why when I decided to leave my childhood home I promised myself that i would never get involved with anything like that ever again. “Cole Jones?” I suddenly ask in a low whisper as my eyes continue to look down at him, his smirk still present on his lips but his eyes were following my co-worker who apparently ran out without sputter

He still annoys me though. "I can't be falling in love with that man," I groaned and rubbed my temples. There was no way he was going to return my feelings and it was going to hurt in more ways than one. I didn't want a one sided love. I'd rather chew sand than ever experience that again. But he is my husband. In the mafia, there was nothing called divorce. The only way out of marriage is death and I'm pretty sure Alexei has no time for love. But I know he still has meaningless flings.