The Mafia Boss Won't Divorce Me นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Yeah, he hadn't thought this through. Probably figured a mafia marriage ends like some courthouse quickie. Still, hope's a stubborn thing. He stormed off to Papa's office like he had a shot. As soon as he left, Sofia stepped up. "Signora, what do you think the Don's gonna do?" I leaned back, kept signing. "Let's see... cheats with some bar trash, burns through our money, then wants a divorce? Papa's gonna teach him what loyalty really means." Half an hour later, the whole place shook with Papa's roar.

“Mary told me about the young man whom you’ve taken interest in.” That snitch! She should better hide from me because the next time I see her, I’m cracking her skull open. “What is wrong with having an interest in someone? You got married and you had me. Don’t you want the same for your daughter? I have to pick interest in a man before it eventually develops into a relationship then we can get married.” Although that’s not the case. I never want to get married. “The young man is married Susan, never you forget that.” He paused just for effect. “We aren’t talking about any random married man Susan, we’re talking about New York's most notorious mafia boss, someone who wouldn’t mind taking you

"I'm itching to find out who that mafia boss is and bring him down," I whispered. "Don't get too excited. This mafia is big, most of the big companies here in Manila and other places are connected to them. This mafia is not easy so if you want to kill him, you just have to be tronger and not making weaknesses," he said and looked at our house. Is he saying Warren is my weakness? "What do you mean?" I asked him irritated. "I'm saying, I don't like him for you. I have a bad feeling about him," he said.

she was trembling, “It's not like I'm important, no one would miss me anyway, my parents are too busy sniffing…” “That's not the point.” “Then what is?” I stood up and removed my clothes, “The point is the man has ties to the mafia, didn't you know this?” “Why would I ?” I placed my t-shirt over my head. “I forgot you don't pay attention to anything but your fool of an ex I*******m.” “Hey…” I threw the pillow at her, “Keeping it real, now let's go downstairs and celebrate the fact that you still have your life.” She dragged me by the hand.

Toby responds in a frustrated tone, getting up to leave while I stare at him with wide eyes. "I cheated on you, Toby. Archer initiated it, and I let it happen. I'm sorry. I understand this is a massive betrayal, and I know it means the end of our relationship. Please forgive me if you can," I blurt out, I continue staring at the coffee table, still avoiding looking up at his face. "Oh, Georgina, you married a mafia man. They will force you, but you have to give in. It’s better to just give into what they want-”

“You won’t.” She blinked up at me, confused. “What?” “You must have noticed,” I continued. “You’re married to a Mafia Don, Aryn. Divorce is not allowed. Especially not a public one that makes my men question my authority. You will not leave this room. You will not sleep on the couch. You will not go to a fucking hotel.” I stepped back then, giving her space, pulling my discarded towel around my waist. I walked to the bureau, found a clean pair of sweatpants, and pulled them on, my back to her.

Teil says, and it is obvious that he is doing his best not to cringe. Hayden stiffened as well, and he could tell that Thomas had also stiffened. "Where did he first see her?" Hayden asks finally, through gritted teeth, voice cutting through the awkward silence as sharp as a blade. Teil looks up at him, before replying, voice surprisingly steady. "At the first restaurant she worked at. He offered her alcoholic father some money in exchange for her, and..." Teil trails off, eyes darting away from Hayden's. "And?" Thomas asks, his fists clenched so tight, they were white. Teil clears his throat before carrying on, "Her father, Oliver Kruiz accepted the money, and tried forcing her to marry him

"Your ex-husband used to talk about you." Her stomach twisted. Of all the people she could have run into, why did it have to be his boss? She straightened, instinctively pulling back. "I don’t know what he told you, but—" "That you were his greatest supporter," the man interrupted. "That he wouldn’t have made it without you." Her breath hitched. For a second, something like sympathy flickered in his expression. "You look terrible," he said bluntly. She let out a humorless laugh. "Yeah, well. Divorce does that to people."

I twisted my arm, grabbed his gun, hit him square in the face with it, before shooting at their boss who was acting like my life was some chess game. He can't just tear up my divorce papers and think that automatically still makes me Eric's wife–sure, in the eyes of the law, but no one seemed my permission before coming up with terms that involved me being collateral damage. The mafia leader paused at the door and turned slightly, giving me half a view of his face before turning away. For a second my eyes caught a glimpse of what looked like a smirk on his face, he certainly was enjoying this. “Stay back!” I warned, as some of the Mafia men made to come towards me in hopes of taking the gun

Boris is her boyfriend, who is currently flirting with someone else so openly. Its been 2 years since she felt this way. As the only daughter of the most dangerous Mafia boss Alexander Rivera, she never experienced Emotions like love or affection. She lost her mother early, and was raised by the servants to become her father's puppet. Someone without any feelings or opinions, someone who is expected to follow her father's every command to a 't', until that night. She fled, changed her last name, her appearance as well. Probably no one in her past knows that she is a medical student, as her father all but ignored her until he needs her. 'Your engagement in one month'