The Mafia Beast's Blushing Bride Novels & Stories

His gaze swept over Lina and Giovanni: cold and lethal. Bang! Rafael kicked the massive banquet table over. Silverware and wine crashed to the floor. The enormous Rossi family crest, custom-made and unmistakable, lay face-up. Rafael placed his foot on it. The metal buckled beneath his heel with a sickening screech. In the mafia world, this was the ultimate humiliation. The other dons went pale, but not a single one dared speak. He crouched in front of me. The moment his eyes took in my swollen, bleeding cheek and my shattered, blood-soaked fingers… The blue of his irises turned blood-red.

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He isn't letting me go back to my former room and it is pissing me off, scaring the shit out of me of the imagination running through my head of what this man is really capable of. Mafias are bad people. They kill people. They engage in bad business. Who the hell is this man I got myself married to? As I storm outside without a particular destination in mind, a new thought sinks into my head wanting to comfort me a little about being the devil's bride. In reality, I am not his real bride. I am just a replacement for the woman who left him at the altar. As soon as he gets his hands on her, I will be free from his grip. Free to go back home to Chicago.

In front, Ethan has a huge grin with his eyes glued on his radiating bride. Owen’s words start playing over in my head “Rumours are he can’t wait for the honeymoon.” He is an innocent man, my motto is to never touch the innocent, but I can’t help wanting to blow his head off and take his place. I’m still rebuking my mind when Owen pulls me to the ground with his weapon drawn out. Around us, the rest of the mafia guest are also on the floor with their weapons also drawn out. The horrified screams from the groom’s family fill the hall as they all cram together on the floor covering their heads. It takes me seconds to realise what just happened. The bride is on her knees scanning around with he

Others just did their job diligently and minded their business. I yanked her hair back suddenly, she yelled in pain, trying to free herself from my hold. “Do you know who I am?” She whimpered, shaking her head to the side, signifying no. “I am Javier Bezzio, the current seat owner of the Italian mafia. If you don't know what that means, then you are a dead meat. Understood?” She nodded yes quickly and I released her. I laid on my back and relaxed. “Now get back to work and stop when I tell you to.”

She blushed softly, her gratitude evident in her shy expression. "Thank you," Chiara whispered, her voice filled with a mix of excitement and nervousness. It was a privilege to be there for her on such a momentous day, lending my support and helping to make her dreams come true. ****** In the solemn ambience of the church, I sat by Mac Allister's side. Dressed in a revealing black gown and a delicate net cap, I observed the scene before me. Bella, standing at the altar, was accompanied by Krystallo, a notorious mafia killer-turned-priest who would soon wed her in a month's time. Their unlikely love story was a testament to the unpredictable nature of life.

he answered. "Andretti, I understand that you are trying to protect me, but I'm not afraid of your world, if we get married I want to know about you and be with you completely and fully. I want to face whatever comes with being your partner, Mafia man or not, I'm willing to take the risk, I really want to explore my feelings for you... and you have feelings for me too and now we are getting married, life put us in this direction, let's just go where this leads us. I see the good in you, the kind and gentle soul behind the hard surface, and I am choosing to be the one you trust, I choose you and everything that comes with you, that is my rule that we really try.... contract marriage or not to

As we were all seated now, an elder from the Darkwood Society stood up and started the meeting. “As we all know we are here to form a peace treaty between the Blade mafia family and the Darkwood Society, so as to open up the northern border in exchange for the Darkwood Society alliance,” he announced. “And what do we get in return?” a Blade mafia member asked. “Of course we promise to refrain from our attacks on the blade mafia family,” the Darkwood elder replied with a dark smile. The room was silent for a minute, then my father stood up to speak. “I have already accepted this marriage treaty and have brought my 3rd daughter here as she is to be the bride,” he said as he turned to look at m