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Her voice was adamant and as she wanted, his hands dropped from the nape of her neck as he backed away a few steps. He raked his hands through his hair as he opened one of the drawer chests, a line of Backwood and a lighter appeared and she dreaded it even more a he lit it up—Great. Her husband was a raging murderer, leader of a mafia organization, and now he smokes too. “You know, most women would jump at the opportunity to be in my bed.” He muttered, his brows furrowed at the huff of smoke. “I’m not most women.” “You’re not,” He acknowledged, dropping the cigar on the ashtray as he veered closer, he placed a finger on her cheek and brushed lightly, “Which is why I married you in the first

HIS SECRET WIFE: (MARRIAGE OF CONVIENCE MAFIA ROMANCE) Tropes: Forced promiximity, Plus size FMC, Mafia, Sweet mafia romance, marriage of convience, Brandy: My husband is disgusted and ashamed of me. Everyone laughed when I walked down the aisle. We were forced to marry and all he wants to do is get rid of me. His family resorted to starving me for days so I could lose weight. Once again, I am alone. I just need to keep my head down and stay out of his way.

“This one on my left ring finger.” He offered it to me to put on him. I licked my lips, knowing the moment the words left me, I’d regret them. Roman blew out a breath, and it fanned against the back of my neck. “Why?” He asked My heart skipped a beat as the world before me blurred. His warm lips brushed against the nape of my neck. Electricity danced along wherever he touched. “Because I have a mafia man for a husband.” I held his left hand as steady as possible while chaos raged through me.

Rosa squeezed my hand and I did the same while Beth just smiled at me, my heart fluttered. To think I use to hate them. I met Beth first and that was when I was trying to adapt to being married to a killer, her husband had just died so she was mourning and being a bitch. I didn't pay so much attention to her until we were forced into the same space, she was apparently appointed to teach me the ways of the Mafia and it was during that time we got close, I don't regret it even though she came with a baggage being Rosa I have loved the two of them like my own family ever since.

Rod said. "There's something you need to know, Rod," I said to him. "What is it? Why does someone want you dead? Do you have enemies?" he asked. "My husband is a very dangerous person. He was a ruthless, merciless mafia boss who foughts for everything lethal and illegal just to get home to his lovely wife and make love to her to wash all the tiredness and worries away," I explained and his eyes narrowed, he was listening to me very carefully.

He sealed off the entire stretch of sea and called in over a hundred ships to search the waters endlessly. Tony stayed by the water the whole time, refusing to eat, drink, or sleep. Within days, he became unrecognizable. He looked like a madman, with his beard unshaven and his eyes sunken. The media turned the tragedy into a frenzy. [Wife of the Gambinos’ Heir Jumps to Her Death!] [Grand Wedding Becomes Grand Funeral!] [Mafia Heir’s Love Story Ends in Tragedy: Why Did His Beloved Wife Took Her Life?]

I didn’t answer. “You also agreed to this marriage?” she continued. “I know we don’t even know each other, but you could have intervened… He’s old enough to be my father. Who in their right mind thinks this is normal?” I let her speak. It was a release. “Helena… you were born into the mafia. You know these agreements have always happened.” I wished I could give another answer. But in that moment, I couldn’t. If I had known before this marriage… I would have stopped it.

It is possible that the last few words of the oath that men had to swear when they were initiated into the mafia might have just as easily been the last words of my wedding vow: "I enter alive, and I will have to get out dead." I should have fled while I still had the opportunity to do so. It was impossible to get away now, as hundreds of faces belonging to the Chicago and New York Familias gazed back at us. Divorce was not an option. In our world, the only acceptable way for a marriage to come to an end was through death. In the event that I was still able to evade Damon's vigilant eyes and those of his minions, the fact that I violated our agreement would result in war. There is nothing my

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

He gazed at me with adoration as he added, “She accepted me. We married, and you blessed us all within a year. I kept running my mafia with her beside me since she was a brilliant leader. But one day, we were attacked.” His jaw clenched, and his knuckles whitened. He took a deep breath and said, “That was the most heinous attack on any mafia family ever. We were attacked at our home, and they slaughtered my people one by one. Since I was stretched thin, I urged your mother to hide in the safe room in our bedroom. Without our knowledge, an enemy gang member entered the room and shot your mother. It was too late by the time I got to her. The bullet had penetrated her lung and was lodged near h