The Mafia Devil’s Contractual Wife Novelas e Histórias

he doesn't love me. I cried harder because I wanted to marry for love and that has been taken from me. I cry because I feel like a complete gold digger and I wouldn't have gotten into a contract marriage if I had my own money,I wouldn't need to stay because he promised to pay all my loans..I cried because I have shitty taste in men , my first boyfriend sold me and the second man in my life forced me to marry him…I only attract questionable men. My mind has been a blur in days so I haven't been able to process my thoughts and it just dawn on me that I am the wife of a mafia and my life is no longer mine.i signed a deal with the devil.

“A friend of mine wants to donate her step brother’s eyes to a hospital so that someone can benefit from it. She was told she’s not allowed to.” “If the parents didn’t divorce and she’s legally related to the deceased then she has the right. They’re still family.” Scarlett takes out another piece of paper and shows it to him. “I also want to know how I can get out of this?” Jeffrey reads the documents and is stunned. “A contract marriage?” He gasps. “But-” “I’m tired of living with Ryder,” Scarlett lies. “It’s too much. He still has…well, he has a history with my sister and this marriage was only a sham to make her jealous. He wants her back.”

Harshly, but royally he pulled out the chair for himself to sit as Danica gently pulled her, with her shaky hands. She was strictly ordered to sit beside him and act like his wife since they were married tor almost 9 months. The maids quickly served them the dinner as Zeke and Danica started eating. The maids stood aside shaking, everyone feared Zeke. Of course why shouldn't they? Zeke is a mafia boss. Being cruel, heartless, brutal and rough was what he was taught to. Everyone had to think multiple times before doing anything because they knew, one wrong step and they're gone.

“It would give you a position of power the Thornes could never touch. A name that would force them to open every door they’ve locked against you.” I shoved the tablet back at her as if it had burned my hands. “No. Absolutely not. Have you lost your mind? You want me to marry a stranger? A man they call the devil?” “I want you to win!” she shot back, her own temper flaring. “What’s your plan, Evie? To manage other people’s money forever? To just be… better than you were? He needs a wife. You need a weapon. It’s a transaction.” “It’s selling myself!”

Derrick. The name alone made my blood boil. He’d always been a step ahead, always managed to take what I wanted. And now, he was about to become the Mafia Don for the district. Not because he deserved it, but because he was marrying that maid, Joan. The arrangement was fake, I knew it. It had to be. Derrick wasn’t capable of love, and certainly not with a maid.

Alaric screeched angrily, his eyes even bulging with anger. The woman was also glaring, she was angry and annoyed. "You crazy bastard, Alaric!" Said the woman. Emerald chose to watch the fight without any intention of joining in. The woman's eyes were drawn to Emerald who was standing by the car. "Is this your wife? What family is she from huh? Is she taller than me?" The woman railed. Seeing Alaric not answering made the woman approach Emerald, she raged then slapped Emerald hard on the face.

Uno said confidently, further fueling Manuela's irritation. "Read it." Manuela read the contract, her brow furrowing at several clauses. She looked up at Uno, who was now smoothing his wet hair. "My father owed you six million, but in this contract, you're paying me for acting as your wife? Are you serious? I'm going to pretend to be your wife because my father owed you money, and you're going to pay me? Are you insane?" Manuela exclaimed angrily. Uno looked at her. "Instead of being grateful, you call me insane? Tss! Being the wife of someone like me is no joke. I'm a mafia boss, so there will be times your life is in danger, so that money is my compen—"

" Besides, I came to this road before you, but you came suddenly before me and snatched my place. That's why I snatched your wife from you to get my place back. And I knew you would find out so easily who had kidnapped your wife. That's why at first I had taken your wife here first. You know, I know you well. To take you down I picked up your wife. But you know me! You bastard, beautiful girls and money is my addiction, you know that very well. And I have heard from people that your wife looks like a whole Hollywood heroine. So I'm wondering what to say about a little taste of her? But don't worry, I will taste your wife after I finish you. But if you want, I can sit in front of you and ta

His heavy footsteps approached us, I'd rather have his father beat me than him. However, He did something I wasn't expecting, he grabbed his father's wrist roughly forcing his father to release his grip on me, His father's eyes widening at him. "She is going to be my wife if you ever lay a finger on her again, I won't hesitate to burn you alive." Nikola growled furiously at his father, Richard groaned in pain from Nikola crushing his wrist with his grip. " You think you're the face of this mafia, but you're wrong because your people will gladly turn their back on you to follow me.

His mother blinked. "Where is the Mafia devil?" Kon growled at her. "At his club. Where else—" Kon dropped his bag on the cushion next to him. He raced out of the house and headed towards the club where the devil resided. It took him more than thirty minutes to reach the place. Kon stopped in front of the large door. No one knew where the Mafia devil lived. They only knew where his club was located. Kon walked towards the place where three men dressed in black stood with their backs to the door.