The Mafia Boss Won't Divorce Me นิยาย & เรื่องราว

the boss repeated, his eyes never leaving my face as he continued to observe my every reaction. I felt exposed. I felt like he could read me like an open book… “But I…I’m very sorry but I can’t imagine marrying someone I don’t even know…I don’t even love…” I began explaining the best that I could. Not to mention, above all else, I could never marry a mafia. “I totally understand. That won’t be a problem at all. You’ll definitely fall in love with my son,” the boss said with confidence as he waved his hand as if brushing away from concern.

Elena had noticed it before, but now that she was living with Massimo, it was impossible to ignore. Judging by his reaction, his problems likely were caused by his recent divorce. Now that Elena had some distance from the situation, she could see that it was better for her boss and her best friend to not be miserable. Even if Elena had trouble cutting ties with others like that, she could recognize that Aria and Massimo probably wouldn't have made a good long-term couple. But the other mafia families wouldn't see things that way. Divorce was always a bad look—and for someone as high-up as Massimo, the information could quickly lead to a scandal. There was no way he would want the news of his

A moment of silence passed between them before the mafia boss spoke again. "How about this deal? Drop the case against your ex-wife—" "How do you—" "Wait! I'm not done talking yet!" The mafia boss's voice rose a little, and Jeff felt embarrassed. "As I said! Withdraw the case against your wife, and annul your marriage. It's that simple. I know, and you know that your wife is innocent," said the mafia boss. I was shocked by what the mafia boss said to my ex-husband, I did not expect that their deal would end there.

Then, he turned around and roared at the woman in the corner, "You barren bitch! How dare you bully my woman! I haven't divorced you only because of our history, but you've really pushed your luck this time!" He looked down at me with contempt and continued coldly, "Get a lawyer here now! I'm divorcing this bitch today!" The guests around us smiled cruelly, clearly enjoying the drama. Lino and Michele grinned, eager to see me get divorced. I slowly pushed myself up from the corner and tucked my hair behind my ear, revealing my bloodied face. I looked calmly at Marco and stressed every word. "Who did you say you're divorcing?" Marco turned toward my voice.

"You make it sound so simple." "It is," he said, completely unfazed. "The world will believe what we show them." I exhaled through my nose. "And when this is over? You just… walk away?" He nodded. "We’ll divorce quietly, and you’ll walk away with a hefty settlement. No strings attached." I studied him carefully. "And what happens if I want out before the year is up?" His jaw tightened, his playful smirk fading. "Then you forfeit everything." I held his gaze. "I see."

"Baby, I can’t let Sean get away with what he did to you. I just can’t. I won’t rest until that man is dead." The resolve in Stone’s eyes told May he wouldn’t budge. And though her worry for his safety lingered, she couldn’t help but smile, touched by the lengths he was willing to go for her. May knew she wasn’t the same naive woman who had fallen for Sean and married him. The fearful May Kettler was gone. In her place stood May Black, the wife of a mafia boss who craved revenge. And she knew her husband always got what he wanted. "Fine," May said with a nod. "I’ll come with you to pick up your cousin. Let’s go shower."

As I try to free myself from their grip my body starts to feel weaker and weaker until I faint. ************* (Dimitri P.O.V.) I sigh exhausted. I still can’t believe everything that has happened in just a few hours. Tatiana came back, I almost lost my wife who was escaping to who-knows-where behind my back due to my mother’s lies, and then I found out that Tatiana betrayed me with the son of Alessandro Esposito who is now the new head of the Italian mafia. I can’t believe I was so blind that I never realized my girlfriend was having an affair with Vincent Esposito. I feel like a fool, but I don’t have time to dwell on it, I have to find her as soon as possible. We have been looking for Tati

She was about to cross the line from being tipsy to being really fucking wasted. "You're a bad man," she pouted. "How so?" I leaned forward, actually curious about what she had to say. She closed her eyes, humming. "You're in the mafia. You run the mafia. You kill people. You hurt them. You make money off of their suffering." "It's just a job. Nothing personal. And besides, you're a member of the mafia too." She scoffed. "Only because I'm married to you. My family has never engaged me in their..." she scratched her head, trying to find the words, "...activities. "

I am angry and frustrated, after all I am forcefully married to the man. I stepped back when he stepped towards me. His eyes are predatory. His jaw ticked when I stepped back. I tried to maintain distance from him but my injured leg and wall behind me stopped me. He placed his hand on either side of me and leaned closer to my face. Heat rouse in my body when he closed distance between us. I gulped nervously when he didn't break the eye contact with me. "I am the Mafia Boss, Vera..." He said in his Dominant heavy voice.

"Well, Boss, you'd better make sure she knows how much she means to you. Because if you mess this up, I'm not even sure I can protect you from her wrath." Miguel chuckled, his expression growing thoughtful. He tapped his fingers against the desk, his expression still pensive. "I know I haven't always been the best husband," he said, his voice low and introspective. "But Joanna means the world to me. And I'm going to make sure she knows that." Gio nodded, his expression softening. "That's what I like to hear, Boss. After all, you're not just a mafia boss, you're a man in love. And that's something worth fighting for."