Swapping Mafia Husbands Novels & Stories

I stepped forward and bowed my head slightly. “We are gathered here today for the union of this couple,” the priest began. “If anyone has a reason to object to this marriage, let them speak now.” There was total silence after that, and I concluded no one objected to our union, not that anyone could. My father was the Don of the American mafia while Dylan's father was the Don of the Italian Mafia, our wedding was not an ordinary union, it was a blood pact, meant to pay back a debt that my family owed to Dylan's family more than a hundred years ago an—

Derick's fear spiked as he tried to restrain her, "You've gone mad! Just cool it!" "'Cool it'? How can I 'cool it' when you swapped my son with Lily's?! My son was supposed to be the next mafia boss! You fooled me into raising that harlot Lily's boy, and because you were too stingy to send him to a hospital, he froze and fell ill until he died! You owe me my son's life!" Jasmine's outburst was like a grenade dropped into still water, sending shockwaves through the crowd. The mafia members around them inhaled sharply, murmuring among themselves, "What's this about? They swapped Jasmine and Lily's kids for money, and it killed Jasmine's boy?"

Other nights, like tonight, he turned to me and fuck me hard, like he was taking out all that rage on my body and punishing me, even though I hadn’t done shit to cause it. Don’t get me wrong. I loved my husband. Vakrez was good to me most days, very protective and gave me everything. But being married to a mafia guy? It was tough and scary sometimes. The mood swings, the secrets and the way he’d come home smelling like smoke and blood.

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."

"Same as always. He’ll die with a glass in one hand and a blonde in the other." Lorenzo shrugged, a look of pure acceptance on his face. "Some things never change. And this?" He turned to Lanka, his eyes scanning with the practiced precision of a veteran. He took Lanka’s hand and kissed the air above his knuckles. "Don't tell me. The rumors are true. The wolf finally got collared." Santiago pulled Lanka to his side, his arm heavy and protective. "Lanka, this is Lorenzo DeMarco. We were roommates at the academy before I had to take over the family business. Lorenzo, this is my husband, Lanka."

"I love you, Henson. I will be a good wife and a worthy Donna." The ballroom was ablaze with lights and filled with the clinking of champagne glasses. Society elites and mafia family members mingled together, discussing business, politics, and gossip. "The Costellos have been making some big moves lately," one business mogul remarked. "I heard Henson's announcing something major… Probably about the docks," another responded. Meanwhile, in one corner of the ballroom, representatives from the other four Families huddled together in hushed conversation. "The Morettis didn't send anyone?" asked the Romano Family's capo.

I knew he only said it because I looked so much like Riley, but I chose to believe him anyway. On the first day of our marriage, he told me that to escape the bloody underworld, his accounts had to be frozen. He couldn't touch a cent of the family's dirty money. I was so in love with him, I never cared about his status as a mafia heir. Starting over was fine. As long as it was with him, I was willing to do anything. So during what he called his "downfall," I lived in a basement, ate stale bread, washed clothes for mobsters in the dead of winter, and gave birth to Luca in a back-alley clinic.

" Story time little darling! Once upon a time there were two brothers, Logan and Jacob McCoy! Both born into the terrifying yet powerful world of mafia led by their family. Logan was the older one was definitely going to inherit the entire mafia but that definitely did not sit well with Jacob who found himself more capable of leading and was just a year younger, So he planned and married a woman of enemy mafia, swooning her in his love, creating a peace treaty between the two mafia. his decision so cunning, highlighted him in the eyes of his old man that he was now made the new mafia king and his older brother his servant. Once the scam of a marriage was done, the women realised that Jacob w

A moment of silence passed between them before the mafia boss spoke again. "How about this deal? Drop the case against your ex-wife—" "How do you—" "Wait! I'm not done talking yet!" The mafia boss's voice rose a little, and Jeff felt embarrassed. "As I said! Withdraw the case against your wife, and annul your marriage. It's that simple. I know, and you know that your wife is innocent," said the mafia boss. I was shocked by what the mafia boss said to my ex-husband, I did not expect that their deal would end there.

They were surprised to see how their wives has become the top CEO's being featured on forbes and Time magazine. After some weeks that the tension of prison was broken, their wives bought passports of someone's else's name with their husbands pictures on it and they all travelled back in the their private jets and reunites without families. The love between the three couples became stronger and Akin, Marc and Raphael stops their Mafia business and concentrate on the family , they lived the lives of Silent billionaires while they are still on the wanted list in Gambia. THREE YEARS LATER. Mark now own a big underworld that deals in so many illicit businesses.