Sweet Encounter: Marrying The Strongest Mafia Novels & Stories

Did that mean that… nah, he was getting married to me for the contract. Viola kept talking about Leah and how she disliked her guts, not sparing the poison incidence. “Why hasn’t she been arrested yet?” I inquired. “Massimo would handle it,” Viola responded. Was Leah also from an untouchable mafia family? My stomach grumbled, and I rubbed at it with my palm. “I’m famished,” I admitted. Viola ordered the driver to take us to a restaurant. The moment we took our seats, a waiter approached us, dressed in a white shirt and black pants.

- I need your loyalty, because I can't do it alone, but I can't allow myself to be betrayed either. - Okay, start by telling me who Maria De La Cruz is, the beautiful Mexican who saved my life, and it wasn't by chance. - I won't tell you much, but I will tell you a little at a time. But let's make it mutual. Do you know who your daddy is? - Yes, a former hitman, and right hand of the most mafia doctor in Latin America. - Very well, you have accepted reality, congratulations, and me? do you know who I am?

She was really curious as to why Darryl had stopped so suddenly just before the finish line, because for such an eager and reckless person as him, there was no reason to give up on the near victory. "Shut up." Darryl angrily let out a sentence to the surprise of the girl who had just been in the car with him. She saw Darryl's indignant expression and stood back in fear, not daring to utter another word. While everyone was surprised and did not dare to believe that the victory belonged to Sullivan, Darryl walked up to him. In a split second, Darryl delivered a punch to Sullivan's cheek. This punch was both fast and powerful, causing Sullivan's whole body to shake and fall to the ground. Sulli

"Tall, broody, deadly, and follicularly blessed. You're really setting the bar high for my mysterious fiancé, you know." "For someone facing a mafia engagement, you're oddly picky," he muttered. "Call it survival instinct. If I'm going to be Mrs. Giovanni Galliardi, I'd like to enjoy the view while I spiral into moral ambiguity." He gave her that look again—half-annoyed, half-amused. The kind that said she was trouble he never signed up for... but wasn't exactly trying to escape from, either. "You think a nice jawline will make this easier?"

“If you want revenge, this is your best bet. See ya in an hour!” Scarlett sighs and hangs up the phone. She debates with herself for a while before muttering, “F*ck it.” She gets into the car and drives off. Meanwhile, somewhere deep in the city, a man hangs up the phone. He’s sitting on a couch with a drink in his hand. His face is half hidden in the dark but he’s smiling. There’s a document in front of him; a marriage certificate. A young teenager enters the room and sighs. “Are you really gonna get through with this?” She groans. “She’s Hector Hawkins’ ex-wife and one of the members of the enemy clan! Whatcha even thinking?”

It feels like I’ve already been erased. I close my eyes, but all I see is her. Sareena: beautiful, effortless, and always the chosen one. She’ll marry Matteo Cattaneo, the future Capo of the Camorra. He’ll protect her, cherish her, and even burn the world for her. Whe won’t even know what it cost

Because every empire needs an enemy. And ours has one. One I might have inherited. Rafael Salvador. The Italian Mafia Boss. The name alone tightens my chest. The kind of man who burns cities just to prove he can. He's been sending subtle warnings that he's ready to claim territory. We've had three of our men vanish in New Jersey ports. I know it's him. And if he's coming for the seven, he's coming for me. My phone pings, snapping me back to reality. I sit forward instantly.

Unlike Carina, who had grown up around them, knew how to act cute, and spoke as sweetly as a nightingale. More importantly, they saw me as a useless person. If it weren't for our campus romance in university, an ordinary girl like me would never have made it to the engagement with him. Giovanni was an Italian-American heir to the powerful and rising Vitale crime family. He was one of the strongest contenders to become the next Don. They had only tolerated me because of his insistence. Carina often threatened me in private: "You don't belong in this mafia family. You'll be eaten alive, bones and all. So behave yourself."

He lowers his gaze, his expression almost… vulnerable. — I have spent my life building an empire, crushing my enemies, never faltering. But you… you are my only weakness. My heart races. This man, who has terrorized the world, who has spilled blood without remorse, lays his defenseless soul bare to me. — I love you, I whisper against his lips. — I love you too, he replies, before capturing my mouth in a passionate kiss. --- The Marriage of the Eagle and His Queen The big day has finally arrived. The entire mafia is gathered. Powerful men, formidable criminals, allies from all over the world. Italy, Russia, Colombia… All are here to see the royal eagle officially take a wife.

Lucas is a well-known leader of the gang and a gambling lord in their city. He also owns a shark loan company. Diego Ramos owed him money from the gambling. He was about to take Mariane as the collateral for Diego’s debts, but David paid it for Diego. Because of that, Mariane and David got married, which made Lucas even more angry. He wanted to take and possess the girl but the moment he tried to get closer, someone was already following him to stop him from coming to Mariane. Lucas also found out that Mariane had left the country. Then, he followed the girl and find out her whereabouts. Lucas invade David’s territory and hired some spies there. Until he met Agatha. Lucas found out that Agat