Novel & Cerita My Mafia Husband Novel

he narrowed his eyes, breathing over her lips. She swallowed before letting out a soft, “Hmm.” “Then I’m paying you in advance for two weeks,” he offered. “For two weeks, you’re mine and can’t see other men.” Her eyes widened in shock. No, that couldn’t be happening. She started panicking because she couldn’t afford to be in bed with her cruel mafia husband another night; two weeks were out of the question. And if she stayed longer with him, she feared he would sense her true intention and the secret she was hiding from him.

But if someone found out, fuck, I am screwed. I an only twenty three and he had offered my hand without even asking me. He never would have asked. The thought of marriage never crossed my mind. Perhaps a couple of times when I was a young girl. But l always imagined of marrying a prince. Not the boss of the American fucking mafia. The American mafia was well known for its reputation of being manipulative and brutal. They were deadly, even was impressed. The mafia boss; I did not know much about, but only his name. I was to be wedded to Ace Hernandez.

I jump up from my seat and I go up the staircase. “It was Vincent Esposito. He apparently has taken over the entire operation after Alessandro’s death. He is the new Don and he is out to get us,” Kirill starts to explain. I freeze in my place, I know that name... Vincent Esposito is Lucas’ older brother! It all starts to make sense, I knew Lucas’ father died recently and I knew what my father told me about the Ivanov mafia killing the leaders of other gangs, I just never connected the dots. I can’t believe this! Vincent is the head of the mafia that is trying to murder my husband... does Lucas have something to do with this? I shake my head no, there is no way, Lucas has never been part of h

A few days later... Marie walked into her mansion feeling uncertain after parking her car in the garage. Her memories of what happened a few days ago at her extended family's house still felt like yesterday. It was hard for her to accept the fact that all this time, her husband had been hiding the fact about his identity as the head of the mafia. Also, the fact that her husband decided to kill all of her extended family, leaving only her father, Uncle Charles, and Cecilia.

Finally the journalist enters the door with airs of grandeur, and international informant and says; - I came to look for my husband, I know you kidnapped him. Before Ariana could utter a word, she signaled for her backpack to be brought to her, and then her mouth was covered. After detecting the body chip and taking off all her clothes through the microphones and hidden cameras, once she was really disconnected, very furious, she took her to the basement, to where her beloved husband was, when he saw her, sadness invaded his eyes; but Maria was furious out of control, she stopped his devastated wife in front of him, naked, unprotected, he could do nothing, they could not stop looking at each

Waiting for Darryl to leave, Anne let out a breath, her tense body finally relaxed and leaned back in the chair. "Didn't expect Darryl Rider to want to marry our daughter." Mr. Joshua ruffled his hair and muttered. "It's actually possible, as long as he's willing to help our family." "Noway." "Cannot." Anne and Regina exclaimed at the same time. If Mr. Joshua could understand that Regina was against marrying Darryl because she was afraid, he was baffled by his wife's overreaction. "Isn't this a good thing for Regina? Even though she's a bit disadvantaged to be the wife of a notorious mafia boss." Mr. Joshua told Mrs. Anne.

he growled, his nostrils flaring. "And you have no idea whose wife you are messing with. I am a Morelli, the wife of the Capo dei Capi of the Italian mafia. I have seen Dante kill and believe me, it is more gory than you can imagine. That man faces death like he has a second life. He killed all your assassins and cohorts that were sent to harm us in Mexico. Dante is blood thirsty and once he finds me, he will kill you all" I taunted them amidst my pain.

For a long moment, Alex could only stare. He was a trained detective, a highly skilled negotiator, and secretly, the boss of one of the most powerful underground mafia syndicates in the country. He had faced down murderers, arms dealers, and rival mafia leaders without breaking a sweat. But an eight-year-old just walked into one of the city’s most expensive restaurants and proposed marriage negotiations like a seasoned diplomat. He had no idea how to respond to this. Jenna, on the other hand, was barely holding in her laughter. "Excuse me," she wheezed, covering her mouth. "Did you just say—?"

My husband, Damien Falcone, had 99 lovers. He gave them all up when he fell for me. Now, for number 100, he's dragging me to hell. My husband was missing. Right when we needed him most—the arms deal with the Castellano family. My father had no choice. He took me with him. The exchange at the docks was going smoothly. Too smoothly. Then they heard our bottom line, and the smiles died on their faces. "Five million? I thought you could go as high as ten."

I questioned and he nodded his head. "Okay love, I will tell you if something is wrong, and know this as well, I will protect you from anyone that might hurt you.” "I know you will and I love you so much, let's go get our meat and change of plans, let's have it here so we can enjoy their music as well, let's try a little bit of a local love to our love journey,” I suggested and he bought the idea, the truth right now is that I doubt his words, is my husband among the mafia gang? He should at least tell me and I won't be offended at all, though I will be angry but I love him so much, that's all that matters right now.