The Capo's Deadly Bride Novels & Stories

But nobody ever left the bratva and lived to tell the story, except my mother apparently. I had gone on a little hunting mission trying to find out anything about the man I’m marrying but I hear nothing but terrible things that he has done in his time as Capo. Granted, it’s always because of something foolish that was done by people who needed to be taught a lesson, it was a little extreme. I heard that he once plucked out both of a man’s eyes and had him castrated, sent the parts to his wife with a note that she should keep her husband away from his mother because he hadn’t liked how he looked at his mum. What was worse was that he made sure the man lived and word spread round that he no lo

to make me unsettled. "Enzo Riccardo".the man finally says in a muffled static voice."I will ruin you,I will take all that you love dear.your precious wife.your empire…I do not have need for the old hag,your mom.so she dies".the static voice laughs.then continue." I will take your empire..you took what belongs to me.so now I will make sure you know how it feels…i'm coming for you.see you soon".the screen goes blank.

“Do you think I married him because I wanted to? I’m threatened too. Someone far more powerful than you is pulling my strings. You want to kill us? Go ahead. Because you won’t gain anything from threatening me like this.” For a moment, Kapo was silent, taken aback by her outburst. Then his lips curled into a cruel smile. “You’ve got fire… just like Badur said.” He crouched down, his face inches from hers. “But don’t think your little performance fools me. You’re married to a billionaire. Tell him to give you some money, and this all ends.” Before Irene could respond, a loud gunshot rang out. Kapo’s eyes widened, his mouth falling open as blood bloomed across his chest. He stumbled backwards,

I yelled stomping my foot. "You shouldn't speak like that" I glared at him. The idiot chuckled. I glared harder. He sighs then raised both his hands in show of surrender. "You are the Capo's wife. You can't be guarded by just anyone" Capo. There's that term again. Apparently, it's a real thing. Half of me was hoping Gianna, my newest friend totally made the whole thing up. Doesn't seem like it. Weakness hit me like a ton of bricks.

Eleven hours later, I had Vincenzo and Salvatore back in New York. I had called ahead for all of the Capos to meet. This is the first Il bacio della morte (kiss of death) that I have seen in my lifetime. I had heard rumors of a few during my grandfather's reign as Don, but none since.

Arturo completed after his brother, both of them chuckling. Luciano did not seem happy at all. His body went stiff and I could see he was trying so hard not to loose his temper. "Can we have a toast to her then? To our lovely Jade, the wife of our capo?" Another man stood up with a wine glass placed loosely in between his fingers. This word 'capo'! What the hell is a capo? I always forget to research on it! Hopefully I can take a mental note about it and do more research on the word.

She couldn't bear it. Viso inhaled a big puff of cigar and then blew the smoke through his nose leisurely. Gina’s Painful moans sounded in the pin-drop silence. “Capo…” Daive called him, silently asking him what to do with her. “Daive, my wife doesn't want me to kill that bitch. So throw her in the place where she deserves to be. Her brother’s favourite place.” Viso nodded at Daive who understood his Capo’s command. He grabbed Gina’s arm pulling her up and threw her at two other men who held her captive to throw her in the Brothel.

“Why can’t the Capo see me?” The men on their end parted to let another man through. He was really tall, almost as tall as the Capo himself and just as handsome. He had brunette hair and grey eyes and when he stared down at her…she felt herself take a step back hastily. “Who are you? And what’s your purpose here?” He had the audacity to ask Rosanna. “I-I’m R-Rosanna Donatello!” She steeled her spine, raising her head in defiance to show that she wasn’t scared of him. “I’m the Capo’s future wife!”

“Our capo is a woman named Collete. She doesn’t have a base. She’s either in Pennsylvania or Russia, or with the godfather. She’s almost invisible.” “What about the godfather?” “Not much is known about him. He’s a psycho—killer. I’m sure you wouldn’t want to cross his path because he’s anything but human.” “I am capo. I command respect. Your godfather is the least of my worries. Where does he stay?” “I guess now he’s with your wife, doing something to her. It was so easy abducting her from her office without being noticed, and I know it would be easy to use her to get her boss to give up his position in their pack.”

His stepfamily glared at him, and he glared back till they were forced to look away. “Good evening, ladies and gentlemen,” the Capo began, holding the microphone tightly. “Thank you so much for gracing this occasion of my wedding anniversary with my beautiful wife. I am really grateful that you are here to celebrate with us. Please, feel at home and enjoy the party,” he finished. His wife came closer and reached her hand for the microphone, but Eva beat her to it. She collected the mic from the Capo and went closer to the rails.