Satella And Emilia

On my wedding day, my mafia fiancé, Ryder Conti, had his men bar me from the church. Instead, he walked down the aisle with another woman on his arm. He shrugged at me through the iron gates. "Emilia, the Contis need an heir, and Carmela is carrying a Rossi." "Once I use the Rossi influence to solidify my position in the Family, I'll divorce her. You'll still be my woman." Everyone thought I would obediently nod and wait for him to come back. For ten years, I had loved him more than life itself, even cutting ties with my family for him. That very night, I boarded a private jet to Sicily to accept an arranged marriage with the Godfather of the Vettori family. From then on, I vanished without a trace from Ryder Conti's world. Three years later, I returned to New York with my husband and child to deal with a traitor in the Family. Zayn had some last minute business, so he sent his men to collect me. I never expected to see a face from my past. Ryder looked at me with a smirk. "Had enough fun out there? Since you've come crawling back, this is perfect. Carmela's son needs a cook. You can do the job." Wait, he just called me, the most respected Donna in the underworld, the cook?

“Wait.” His voice was soft as he stepped closer. “Who are you?” I turned back to him, my smile never wavering while I tried to slow my heart rate racing. “Oh, it's Emilia Cattaneo from Verona.” I lied. He stared at me, his gaze unwavering. “Funny because last week… you said your name was Juliette” My blood froze. He remembered? No way. My mouth opened. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. You must have mistaken me for someone else.” His smile vanished and I could make out the tick in his jaw. “Don’t lie to me in my house.” ****** He was never meant to fall for her. She was never meant to betray him. Isabella De Luca enters the world of the Romano mafia empire with one mission: destroy it from the inside. Armed with secrets and trained for deception, she becomes the perfect candidate for the mafia king’s bride — beautiful, bold, and completely fake. But Matteo Romano is not just a cold-blooded heir. He’s cunning, ruthless, and dangerously magnetic. The deeper Isabella sinks into his world, the harder it becomes to tell where the mission ends and where desire begins. When betrayal collides with bloodlines and a buried truth resurfaces, everything unravels. A deadly empire. A forbidden pregnancy. A woman torn between revenge and love. And a king who must choose between power… and the one person who was never supposed to matter. In this world, loyalty is currency. And trust? The deadliest weapon of all.

Pada hari pernikahanku, tunangan mafiaku, Ryder Soesatyo, menyuruh anak buahnya menghalangiku masuk ke gereja. Sebaliknya, dia malah berjalan di lorong altar dengan wanita lain di lengannya. Ryder mengangkat bahu ke arahku dari balik gerbang besi. "Emilia, Keluarga Soesatyo butuh seorang pewaris dan Carmela sedang mengandung keturunan Keluarga Sutanto. Begitu aku memakai pengaruh Keluarga Sutanto untuk mengukuhkan posisiku di keluarga, aku akan menceraikannya. Kamu akan tetap menjadi wanitaku." Semua orang mengira aku akan menganggukkan kepala dengan patuh dan menunggu Ryder kembali. Aku mencintainya melebihi hidupku sendiri selama sepuluh tahun ini, bahkan putus hubungan dengan keluargaku demi dia. Namun, aku naik jet pribadi malam itu juga untuk pergi ke Sikilua dan menerima perjodohan dengan pemimpin dari Keluarga Basuki. Sejak saat itu, aku menghilang tanpa jejak dari dunia Ryder Soesatyo. Tiga tahun kemudian, aku kembali ke Nalumandia bersama suami dan anakku untuk membereskan seorang pengkhianat di keluarga. Zayn memiliki urusan mendadak, sehingga dia menyuruh anak buahnya menjemputku. Namun, aku tidak menyangka akan melihat wajah seseorang dari masa laluku. Ryder menatapku sambil menyeringai. "Sudah puas bersenang-senang di luar sana? Karena kamu sudah merangkak kembali, ini pas sekali. Putranya Carmela butuh juru masak. Kamu bisa mengerjakannya." Tunggu. Ryder baru saja memanggilku, Nyonya yang paling dihormati di dunia bawah tanah, ini sebagai juru masak?

No dia do meu casamento, fui traída diante do altar. Ryder Conti, meu noivo e herdeiro da máfia, não apenas cancelou nosso casamento, ele entrou na igreja de braços dados com outra mulher. Atrás dos portões de ferro, ele olhou para mim com um meio sorriso e disse: — Emilia, os Conti precisam de um herdeiro. A Carmela está esperando um filho dos Rossi. Quando eu garantir meu lugar na Família com a ajuda deles, vou me divorciar dela. Você continuará sendo minha mulher. Todos achavam que eu esperaria. Que obedeceria. Afinal, eu havia passado dez anos amando aquele homem mais do que a mim mesma — rompi com minha família, sacrifiquei tudo por ele. Mas naquela mesma noite, embarquei num jatinho rumo à Sicília para aceitar um casamento arranjado com o Padrinho da família Vettori. E desapareci do mundo de Ryder Conti. Três anos depois, retornei a Nova York, ao lado do meu marido e do nosso filho, para acertar as contas com um traidor da Família. Voltei para resolver uma traição na Família. Zayn teve um imprevisto, então mandou um dos capangas dele me buscar. Só não esperava reencontrar o homem que um dia destruiu meu coração. Com aquele velho sorriso arrogante, Ryder disse: — Acabou a farra? Que bom que voltou. O filho da Carmela precisa de uma cozinheira. Pode começar hoje. Cozinheira? Eu sou a Donna mais temida do submundo, e ele ousa me chamar de cozinheira?

My best friend, Adeline Miller, and I marry into the Caldwell family together. Coincidentally, we become pregnant at the same time. I'm married to Rowan Caldwell, the older brother who's a famous psychiatrist. As for Adeline, she's married to Elliot Caldwell, the younger brother who's an extremely skilled doctor. Rowan gives me a ride to the hospital, hoping to accompany me to my prenatal check-up due to the discomfort I've been feeling throughout my pregnancy. But on the way there, he abandons me by the road and leaves me there because of a phone call from his first love, Veronica Whitmore. As I sob, I beg him, "Please, Rowan, I'm begging you! It's raining heavily right now! Can you please drive me to the hospital first?" Rowan shakes my hand off impatiently. "Veronica has slit her wrist! This means she might die! Can you be more understanding toward her situation, Emilia? I'm going to tend to her injury right now! You can go to the hospital on your own!" It's raining cats and dogs out in the world. Yet, Rowan doesn't hesitate to ditch me on the highway. Left without a choice, I can only call Adeline and ask her to drive over to pick me up. Unexpectedly, on the way to the hospital, we see a truck barreling toward us. While I'm unconscious, I hear Adeline crying while calling Elliot on the phone, only to get reprimanded by him. "Stop messing around, Adeline! Must you come up with all sorts of lies whenever I'm spending time with Veronica?" It's thanks to a passerby's help that an ambulance is called to the crash site. That's how we get to survive afterward. Alas, we both end up losing our babies. Upon regaining our consciousness, we just smile bitterly at each other. "Are you getting a divorce?" "Yeah."

An meinem Hochzeitstag ließ mein Mafia-Verlobter Ryder Conti seine Männer mich vor der Kirche aufhalten. Stattdessen ging er mit einer anderen Frau am Arm den Gang entlang. Durch das schmiedeeiserne Tor zuckte er mir nur mit den Schultern. „Emilia, die Contis brauchen einen Erben, und Carmela trägt einen Rossi.“ „Sobald ich den Einfluss der Rossis nutze, um meine Position in der Familie zu festigen, lasse ich mich von ihr scheiden. Du bleibst trotzdem meine Frau.“ Alle dachten, ich würde brav nicken und warten, bis er zurückkommt. Zehn Jahre lang hatte ich ihn mehr geliebt als mein eigenes Leben, sogar den Kontakt zu meiner Familie für ihn abgebrochen. Noch in derselben Nacht stieg ich in einen Privatjet nach Sizilien, um eine arrangierte Ehe mit dem Paten der Vettori Familie anzunehmen. Von da an verschwand ich spurlos aus Ryder Contis Welt. Drei Jahre später kehrte ich mit meinem Ehemann und meinem Kind nach New York zurück, um mich um einen Verräter in der Familie zu kümmern. Zayn hatte noch etwas Dringendes zu erledigen, also schickte er seine Männer, um mich abzuholen. Ich hätte nie erwartet, einem Gesicht aus meiner Vergangenheit zu begegnen. Ryder musterte mich mit einem schiefen Grinsen. „Genug Spaß da draußen gehabt. Wenn du schon angekrochen kommst, passt das perfekt. Carmelas Sohn braucht eine Köchin. Das kannst du machen.“ Warte mal. Er hat mich gerade, die respektierteste Donna der Unterwelt, zur Köchin gemacht?

“She was untouched, innocent, and desperate. He was ruthless, dominant, and determined to have an heir.” --- Nang mag-apply si Solenne Villareal bilang maid sa mansyon ng isang bilyonaryo, ang tanging hangad lang niya ay magkaroon ng maayos na trabaho para maipagamot ang kanyang inang may sakit. Pero sa mismong araw ng pagpirma niya ng kontrata, biglang tumawag ang kapatid niyang si Julian—isinugod daw sa ospital ang kanilang ina matapos atakihin ng seizure. Sa sobrang kaba at takot, hindi na nabasa ni Solenne ang buong kontrata. Pinirmahan niya ito nang hindi iniisip ang magiging kapalit. The next morning, she learned the devastating truth. She wasn't hired as a maid. She was chosen as a surrogate bride. Ang kanyang employer, si Caelum Valtieri, ang cold at merciless billionaire, ay sinabi ang totoong nilalaman ng pinirmahan niyang kontrata. Siya ay magiging surrogate mother ng magiging heir nito at sa loob ng isang taon ay magsasama sila sa iisang bubong bilang mag-asawa. Bilang kapalit, ipagagamot ang kanyang nanay na may sakit at tutustusan ang pag-aaral ng kapatid niya hanggang sa makapagtapos ito. Gustong mag-back out ni Solenne nang malaman ito, pero nang makausap niya ang doktor na sumusuri sa kanyang Nanay Emilia ay sinabing kailangan nitong maoperahan kaagad, kung hindi ay baka manganib ang buhay nito. And with no choice left, she accepted the bargain that chained her to the man she feared the most. Para kay Caelum, isa lang siyang kontrata—isang sisidlan para sa tagapagmana. Para kay Solenne, siya lang ang natitirang pag-asa ng kanyang ina. Ngunit sa kasal na sinelyuhan ng desperasyon at kapalit na buhay, posible kayang mamagitan ang pag-ibig sa pagitan ng isang ruthless CEO at ng inosenteng babaeng napilitang ibigay ang lahat?

El día de mi boda, mi prometido miembro de la mafia, Ryder Conti, hizo que sus hombres me impidieran la entrada a la iglesia. En cambio, caminó hacia el altar con otra mujer del brazo. Por si fuera poco, me hizo encogimiento de hombros a través de las puertas de hierro. —Emilia, los Conti necesitan un heredero, y Carmela lleva un Rossi en su vientre. Una vez que use la influencia de los Rossi para consolidar mi posición en la Familia, me divorciaré de ella. Tú seguirás siendo mi mujer. Todos pensaron que asentiría obedientemente y esperaría a que regresara. Durante diez años, lo había amado más que a mi vida, incluso rompiendo lazos con mi familia por él. Sin embargo, esa misma noche subí a un jet privado a Sicile para aceptar un matrimonio concertado con el Padrino de la familia Vettori. Desde entonces, desaparecí sin dejar rastro del mundo de Ryder Conti. Tres años después, regresé a New Valley con mi esposo y mi hijo para lidiar con un traidor en la Familia. En esa ocasión, Zayn tuvo un asunto de última hora así que envió a sus hombres a recogerme en su lugar. Nunca esperé ver una cara de mi pasado. Ryder me miró con una sonrisa burlona. —¿Ya te divertiste suficiente? Ya que has vuelto arrastrándote, esto es perfecto. El hijo de Carmela necesita una cocinera. Tú puedes quedarte el trabajo. Espera, ¿me acaba de llamar a mí, la Donna más respetada del bajo mundo, la cocinera?

Le jour de mon mariage, mon fiancé de la mafia, Ryder Conti, a fait poster ses hommes devant l'église pour m'en interdire l'entrée. À la place, c'est lui qui a remonté l'allée, une autre femme accrochée à son bras. Il m'a adressé un haussement d'épaules à travers les lourdes grilles de fer. « Emilia, les Conti ont besoin d'un héritier, et Carmela Rossi porte un enfant. » « Une fois que j'aurai utilisé l'influence des Rossi pour consolider ma position au sein de la famille, je divorcerai. Tu resteras ma femme. » Tout le monde pensait que j'allais hocher la tête docilement et attendre son retour. Pendant dix ans, je l'avais aimé plus que ma propre vie, au point de couper les ponts avec ma famille pour lui. Cette même nuit, j'ai embarqué à bord d'un jet privé à destination de la Sicile, afin d'accepter un mariage arrangé avec le Parrain de la famille Vettori. À partir de ce moment-là, j'ai disparu sans laisser la moindre trace du monde de Ryder Conti. Trois ans plus tard, je suis revenue à Paris avec mon mari et mon enfant pour régler le compte d'un traître au sein de la Famille. Zayn avait une affaire de dernière minute à régler, alors il a envoyé ses hommes pour me récupérer. Je ne m'attendais absolument pas à revoir un visage de mon passé. Ryder m'a dévisagée avec un rictus moqueur. « Tu t'es bien amusée là-bas ? Puisque tu es revenue en rampant, c'est parfait. Le fils de Carmela a besoin d'une cuisinière. Tu feras l'affaire. » Attendez… Il venait vraiment de m'appeler, moi, la Donna la plus respectée des Enfers, une simple cuisinière ?