Reluctantly Ruined & Owned By The Mafia Mga Nobela at Kwento

“That will be a perfect thing if we ruined or makes a disappearance for one of our enemy's close family members or one of them.” “So, what will you do to me?” I yelled, I can't control myself. “Not with you Alessia, I want to take you from Riccardo because I want you to be my wife and kept staying here in my empire.” I looked at him shocked and Ezra just laughing maniacally. He was so handsome and looked innocent and dreamy, but I never thought he led a mafia gang, this makes me frustrated to be with the mafia again. “Okay, then I'll stay with you in your house until Riccardo doesn't find out about us together,” I said with a bit of sadness in my voice.

They didn’t give a shit about me or Sarah or this mess. They were just waiting — waiting to see if the great Marco De Luca would finally snap and give them the show they were hungry for. I clenched my fists in my pockets, nails biting into my palms. If I gave in — if I so much as twitched in front of them — they’d print that headline too. ‘The Mafia Heir Spirals Out of Control.’ ‘De Luca Legacy: Rotten to the Core.’ I could already see the fucking words plastered across tomorrow’s papers.

"How did you manage to book this beautifully mesmerizing place in such a short time?" I asked, while still mesmerized. "Your husband is a mafia, so if you want, I can own the whole town for you, but if you get hurt somehow, well, that's not going to happen in this lifetime, but if a single scratch on your body and I will be the one to burn this whole fucking New York City."

* * * * * * * * * * PD Luciana wandered through the villa's garden, the scent of blooming flowers and freshly cut grass filling her lungs. But her mind wasn't on the serene surroundings. Alessandro's words echoed in her thoughts; "Antonio's family is Mafia... they're ruthless. They'll stop at nothing to get what they want." She shivered, despite the warmth of the sun on her skin. The Mafia's reputation was notorious - brutal killings, extortion, and corruption. They operated in the shadows, and their influence reached the highest echelons of power.

"Is he dead? Is my father dead?" "No. He was taken and will be returned after you wed Fabian Belucci." "Who took my daddy?" My tears spilled. She wiped them with her thumbs. "Tell me! Let's go to the police! Why are we not going to the police?" "Mija, these people own the police. Your father was taken by the Mafia." Dio! Chris and Frank were right. I am a Mafia bride! "They came in the middle of the night... a dozen armed men. They beat up anyone who got in the way and took Giovanni. I don't know whether you understand this mija but you are a Mafia Bride. You can't run away from it. The only way out is if we all die. If that happens, we will be free but everything we own goes back to the Maf

Jaden asked annoyed now, It wasn't like he wanted to ruin innocent girl's life by getting her kidnapped but he had made a mistake and that was the reason that he Willingly felt into the manipulative trap she lay before him trying to guilt trap him but he hated it when people interrupted him. "Yeah sure go ahead!" Isabella sulked. "Alright don't make that face okay? it was wrong on my part to mention Maria before introducing her." He apologised when he saw her innocent face turn into a sad smile. He wasn't even sure why he cared so much about this girl but she reminded him so much of his younger sister. "So this goes back to 6 years ago, Back then the mafia was handled by the older Mr McCoy a

she groaned and watched as the glass crashed on him, digging into his skin and leaving some cuts on his skin. He raised a gaze at her then lowered it back, his blood boiling in evaporation, but he dared not retaliate. He was nothing but Mr Alcantara’s Men, the most recognized Mafia man. He can't afford to harm his daughter in any way. “How dare you! You knew how important that information was to me yet your useless ass screwed every freaking bit of my opportunity.” Her hand tightened into a hard fist and she growled in gritted teeth. “I am sorry ma'am. I will try my best to get you their location.”

Everything changed the moment he come into my life. "You don't know what you're saying. The fact that you're a dangerous Mafia doesn't change anything" I said again. "I was just a child when my parents were killed but a ruthless and greedy man. My Dad, was the leader of all mafia's in the whole world, having tons of enemies yet, he has this friend he trusted so much and could do anything for him even at the expense of his life. But guess what...?" He trailed off with a light chuckle as he turn around to face me.

It was then that I remembered what the internet said when I decided to check him up. BRYCE GILBERT BILLIONAIRE. OWNER OF THE BIGGEST CONGLOMERATE IN THE COUNTRY, ROURMED TO BE THE LEADER OF THE POWERFUL GILBERT MAFIA GANG. It’s been said that the Gilberts was a mafia family lineage, known to be the most powerful mafia gang. The government couldn’t arrest them because they were part of the government too. Hence their, prolonged existence. My line of thought was suddenly interrupted when I heard shouts.

My throat burns as I wretch what is left of my dinner, after which I sit there, thinking of how everything had changed in a matter of seconds, just last night, I was glad to have reconciled with Papa after two years of being the rebellious daughter and disgracing him, and even happier to be able to attend my little sister's wedding… who would have thought it would end up being mine Instead? I thought Ember was a happy bride getting married to her prince charming like anyone else… I had even been a little jealous that she was living a normal life unlike me… but it was all just a lie. She was being married off to pay for the debt Papa owes, not to an ordinary man, but to a Mademan, a Mafia do