The Capo's Deadly Bride Novels & Stories

This was how dangerous the man himself was. “Your ride would soon be here, are you sure you don’t want to leave a lasting impression on our future husband?” Elle asked before wiggling her brows to Imade and the poor woman only nodded, she doubted if she would be able to make any coherent sentence on the date but it was worth trying. She sat up with shaky hands while her friend tried to make her look like she was going on a genuine date with a man she was interested in. the sad reality was that she probably would never get a great marriage as she had always dreamed. She had always wanted to raise her kids better than she was raised, with all the love in the world but she was going to be marr

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.

He simply bent slightly at the waist, waiting for my reply. The air of authority made Leo's heart skip, but he quickly dismissed the thought forming in his mind. He shot to his feet, the chair scraping harshly against the floor. "What? We've been living in this estate for five years. What do you mean by illegal occupation? And what did you just call her? Principessa?" Bruce straightened, his smile fading. "Mr. Lovera, the estate's deed has always listed only Principessa Anna as the owner." Sophia shrank behind Leo, tugging at his sleeve. "Leo, what's going on? Isn't Anna an orphan?"

Alessandro's surprise was fleeting, replaced by a calculating gaze. He took another sip of his wine, swirling the deep red liquid in his glass as he studied Salvatore’s seething expression. "Are you sure about this?" Alessandro asked, his voice unreadable. Salvatore scoffed, shaking his head. "If there's anything, my teams are the best." Alessandro rested his glass on the polished wooden table, fingers tapping against the stem. "But Marco Donato is my Capo, and Delilah Donato is his wife."

Why do I sense Axel has already planned this? "I'll kill you and make her tight cunt mine!!! " Axel finally spoke something which I could interpret, but my soul sank as I heard that he'll kill Capo. An ocean of tears welled up in my eyes, as I imagined something like this. No, he can't kill Capo. " Ohh wait, let me give you a good show, about how your wife is fucked by your right hand!! " his evil smirk was plastered on his face. And immediately Capo's face turned dark, he was furious, I could tell.

“They’ll kill me.” “Then don’t let them find out,” Marco said, arms folding. His tone was detached, cruelly logical. “You’re lucky we should’ve killed you for Savio’s sins. Don’t forget that.” Her eyes darted to Adriana, then to me. Wide, desperate. Finally, she bowed her head, voice breaking on the vow. “From this moment… You are my Capo, Matteo.” I didn’t acknowledge her. I didn’t need to. I lifted my hand, signalling Marco. My men filed out silently, boots thudding against the blood-soaked ground.

“Don’t worry. I already contacted a few bridal shops. Of course some of the most popular dresses are already sold out, but they assured me that they have enough beautiful pieces left.” “That’s good,” I said in a monotone voice. Aunt Josephine nodded. “Caroline and Alejandra will join us. I already talked to both of them, and they are excited. Caroline was so nice to make an appointment with the best bridal store in New York. New York seems the most sensible choice, given that we can’t expect the wife of the Capo to travel all the way to Baltimore. Of course, the store managed to squeeze us in tomorrow. Who could refuse Caroline Romano?”

"He's announcing a wedding like we're supposed to be grateful for the insult." "Maybe," one of the younger capos ventured, "we could use the marriage as an alliance. It could actually work in our-" Robert's hand moved so fast I barely saw it. His fist connected with the capo's face with a sickening crack, and the man went flying backward, his chair clattering to the floor. Blood spilled from his nose, and he lay there stunned, unable to do anything but stare up at the ceiling in shock. The entire room went silent.

But Claire Parker and her body ass made me spill like a schoolboy even when there was no penetration, we didn't have skin-to-skin contact—that's how much power she held over me. "Capo, you're zoned out again. Is there something I should know?" Enrico asked, cleaning the blood off my blades. I zoned back into the spectacle before me. He was one of Santino's guys, the big shot who thought crashing Marco Costello's wedding was a smart move. Now, he was hanging like a messed-up decoration, chained upside down against the wall. He was one of the Capos leading the attack. And now he was on the edge, blood painting a gruesome picture as if life itself was giving its final encore.

She gives a sly smirk. "They told me that..." I look at her impatiently. "Senior Capo had an affair with Sophia" she widens her eyes. I freeze as realization dawns on me, I put the pieces together. "Affair?" I inquire. "Sì, Capo was married to Madam Guilia, he married her to strengthen his ties, he didn't really like her. When Sophia joined the palace as a maid, it was love at first sight for him, he was practically obsessed with her" she continues. "But Capo's father stood against their relationship and eventually one day Sophia disappeared. A tragic end indeed" she clicks her tongue sadly. She was killed!?