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Sandro's chest rose subtly, then he stepped beside her again, pulled her into his arms, and without breaking eye contact with the flashing cameras— "Welcome to my world kitten" Then he kissed her. Not for show. Not for dominance. But slow, deep, and possessive. Like she was his anchor in a world of chaos—and he had no intention of letting go. The world watched. And for once, they didn’t see a mafia prince. They saw a man. And his wife.

that wondered There was no much cue when Edwardo got there but as he stood on the cue, people started leaving the que giving him the opportunity to get the ice cream fast and go back to his family. Although the sales guy has already seen Edwardo before but he was still surprised to see him again. That means the Mafia was definitely with his family,the man wanted to see Edwardo's family bu t he knew better than to let his emotions get the better part of him. Edwardo collected the ice cream and hurriedly made his way to his family,a smile plastered on his face which made people more shocked. The Mafia never smiled and whenever he does it wasn't always a genuine one like the one on his face now

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.

They mostly take care of The Moon, because Richard is based there. Richard Walter Ghonee, a Mafia Boss The W. His handsome face, with a broad chest, broad shoulders, and a height of almost 190cm, is a very well-proportioned posture. Richard had light brown eyes, with small eyes like his father's, a sharp nose and sharp jaw made him look handsome, and the characteristic white spots were also visible on Richard's cheeks and nose. Richard loved tattoos, he decorated his neck, back, and hands with tattoos. But recently Anna noticed a new tattoo on one of Richard's arms that read ''Pure Soul Locked with Sweetness''. When Anna asked if there was a certain meaning for Richard about the tattoo, Rich

But I don't dare to ask questions. "I can't ensure your safety, Principessa." His voice drops as he uses his fingers to move a few pieces of hair out of my face and he's so close that his breath tickles the skin of my nose. "You understand, don't you?" His accent slightly peeks out as he murmurs the last sentence and my insides melt. Woah. Butterflies erupt in my stomach at how close he is and his touch. Before I realize what he's doing. Alejandro Gonzalez was a mafia Don, which meant he knew how to manipulate people into getting what he wanted.

Scarlett changed her plan and instead of going to her bungalow she ordered her driver to take a U - turn towards the most expensive restaurant. "Hey! May I know where we are going?", Abeer asked, confused. "We are going for our surprise candle light dinner Mr. Handsome.", Scarlett giggled. "I really doubt your age now. Are you really a kid? I mean you don't act like one.", Abeer questioned looking at her. "I know I am special Mr. Handsome. You don't have to tell me.", Scarlett whispered and they both started laughing together. **** "Boss, you can't do this. I mean Neil Sir is not a good option for the next Mafia King. And everyone knows that clearly.", Liam said to Mr. Malhotra.

HIS SECRET WIFE: (MARRIAGE OF CONVIENCE MAFIA ROMANCE) Tropes: Forced promiximity, Plus size FMC, Mafia, Sweet mafia romance, marriage of convience, Brandy: My husband is disgusted and ashamed of me. Everyone laughed when I walked down the aisle. We were forced to marry and all he wants to do is get rid of me. His family resorted to starving me for days so I could lose weight. Once again, I am alone. I just need to keep my head down and stay out of his way.

he interrupted, glancing at his watch as if this entire situation was just another business deal for him. “How?” I asked, unable to flow with the speed at which everything was happening. His lips curled into a cold smile. “I’m Cristiano Morano.” he said simply, as if that explained everything. I found it hard to swallow as I gathered my thoughts. This man… this man should be feared. Cristiano was dangerous, more dangerous than I had realized. The contract marriage was mostly for my benefit. Having a powerful man like Cristiano backing her would give her security, protection. But him… Why would he settle for someone like me? What was his gain from this? Was it because I used to be Giovanni’s