The Capo's Deadly Bride Novels & Stories

"What's the hurry? Got tired of that jailbird ex-wife, huh? Time to taste some fresh Vitale meat? Hahaha!" My eyes went cold as steel. My hand rested on the cold grip of my gun. My lips pressed into a thin line. "You done?" "If you are, then get the hell out of my way." The Capo who started it, one of the Vitale dogs, got shut down. His face turned pale, then red. He looked back at Cassandra, who had just caught up. Cassandra’s face was white as a sheet. She frowned, trying to take my arm, to save some face in front of her men.

I kept complaining till it got to Capo's hearing and he took it serious. This is all his fault. All faults is on that son of the fucking Griffo's... He caused all this, he caused the death of Snow and I'll brutally avenge her death in the most painfull way ever. My door flung and I quickly fell of my knees as I realized that it was Capo. "Your bethrode is dead, forget her and move on. Start where she left it and complete the work. Understood?" He asked in his ever so thick voice and I nodded.

“Capo…” The word barely carried over the music, but Nico heard it. His hand stilled on my waist, and I turned to see Caelian standing just a few feet away. His usual sharp composure was gone, his face was pale, eyes wide, lips pressed so tightly together they’d lost their color. Nico’s gaze hardened. “What’s wrong?” Caelian’s eyes flicked to me, then back to him. “Capo… there’s…there’s been a fire. At the Baldocchi mansion.” My stomach knotted instantly.

“He’s not working alone.” “Then we burn it down,” she replied. He turned to her. His eyes were dark “You’re not the captive bride anymore.”He said softly. She smiled faintly. “No,” she said. “I’m the dangerous one.”

Stupid ass brother! Stepping out of the house, Sheila linked her arm around mine, clinging onto me and making me smile. It was a very cool evening and the sun was already starting to set. The Italian nightlife was already kicking off with various traders swarming the streets and selling their products. Somehow, I wasn't still able to fully take my eyes off my little, redhead wife. She was so stunning. "What?" She laughed, noticing my stares. I quickly plucked off a rose from a nearby shop, smiling down at her and pinning it to her hair. As expected, her face turned red almost instantly and she literally buried her face in my chest, while I chuckled in amusement.

“I can give you the gift of her death today if you want. If it calms this tension and anger in you, Leonessa.” Again, the nonchalance in his words about killing someone told Helena who He really was. The Capo Die Capi of Lombardy's infamous Mafia organization, La Famiglia. This man owns the dark world and she owns him. His eyes searched hers to see what she had been thinking. Her eyes sparked in delight at his offer for a moment, but now they were calm and in need of something else. “Helena what do you want, Love?” He asked, this time worry laced in his words as He intertwined his fingers with hers. The solemnity in his tone matched the solemnness in her gaze.

The Capos’ gazes narrowed, their instincts flying at his hesitation. “She was killed by Bob,” a clear, commanding voice interrupted from behind him. The room turned as one. Rose strode in, her heels clicking sharply against the tiled floor. Her red hair spilled over her shoulders, framing a face both striking and resolute, her green eyes cutting through the dimness like blades. The Capos’ stares swept over her—some lingered with a flicker of lust, others hardened with wariness. “Who are you?” one of the Capo demanded, his tone laced with challenge.

I mean, they knew the AXE would come for their heads as we found out what they did but I loved to be silent about things. More importantly, we were meant to have no witnesses. Everything started going left when Emilio decided he couldn't be patient enough to wait for our men to come. I mean,we had been investigating these crimes against us for years, finally decided it and his blood was hot. I get it. He still rushed though. I cast a side glance to my brother, seeing how tense he still was. He needed his vengeance. After Emilio shot the groom in the head, I had noticed how the doe eyed bride didn't flinch. She actually looked somewhat relieved that he was dead. Her gown was covered with bloo

Soon, she will be taking the Oath as Cosa Nostra's first female Capo dei Capi. Aria with her brother and men turned around to leave the place and him there to die. Aleksandr gazed at the clear sky before his dull eyes gave up slowly. But the monster in his mind whispered only one thing before He took his last breath. “No one can hurt me unless I want to be hurt!”

he scowled at me. "Will you do it or do you want me to shoot you" "I can't " I screeched He edged the gun to my head. "Will you do it now or not " I was shaking and sweating but I still managed to say NO. "I'm not doing it no matter what you do " He scoffed "And why? He has done bad things to you. This is your chance to take your revenge and now that you are his wife now. If he dies, all his wealth and properties become yours"