The Mafia's Contract Bride 소설 & 이야기

"No way out. You're the mafia bride that trapped in his love." ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤

Alyssa said with a fake voice. Silently filled the room as Alex looked at Alyssa confusingly, "What do you mean by a wedding?" Alex asked, "Did I mention anything like a wedding in the contract?" Alex asked again in a more commanding manner. Making Alyssa shake a bit before she found her balance and was able to speak again. "Doesn't Mr Mafia know that if he were to keep our contract a secret we have to get married first?" Alyssa asked confidently and in a mockery way. Alex wasn't getting what he was trying to say, so he just made it clear "What are you trying to say I don't understand young lady," Alex said to Alyssa. Making her wonder why he had to add the young lady in his sentence.

she finally asked, her voice barely above a whisper. I swallowed the guilt rising in my throat. “Mrs. Elizabeth, it’s not what you think.” She folded her arms, looking away. “Then explain it to me, Brenda, because right now, I don’t know what to think.” I sighed and moved closer, reaching for her hand. “It’s a contract marriage—just one year.” Her head snapped toward me, eyes even wider than before. “A contract marriage?” I hesitated, debating whether to tell her everything—the mafia, the threats, the dangerous game I had unwittingly been dragged into.

HIS SECRET WIFE: (MARRIAGE OF CONVIENCE MAFIA ROMANCE) Tropes: Forced promiximity, Plus size FMC, Mafia, Sweet mafia romance, marriage of convience, Brandy: My husband is disgusted and ashamed of me. Everyone laughed when I walked down the aisle. We were forced to marry and all he wants to do is get rid of me. His family resorted to starving me for days so I could lose weight. Once again, I am alone. I just need to keep my head down and stay out of his way.

I’m marrying the same man who a month ago was able to kidnap me, the same man who was ripping off another man’s fingers for no reason. His fierce gaze at that moment seemed to be beastly, now, as he looked over his shoulder, I met a dense forest full of secrets. I breathe in and out slowly remembering why I’m doing it. I sign the papers lifting the body then to meet with Yurich without looking away he signs the documents. I just signed a contract with the Mafioso. "I wish happiness to the couple." The old man closes the book as if he were hitting the hammer of fate. Organizing all the papers leaves the room leaving only us.

have trust issue , will try to escape not to mention they will be scared from you and the list is long . In our world marriages are generally done between two Mafia families either fixed by our parents or we date each other quite shocking I know! Mine happened to be through dating, Liza ( his wife) and Lucy( his daughter) are the best thing happened to me in this life . I am orphan but my godfather Alejandro who trained me and his son Stephan to be the best in our work and to survive the hardship of this glamorous yet extremely dangerous life convinced liza's father for the marriage who was not happy with the fact that I was not born into a mafia family or a loyal family as they like to

She would be his queen, and their children would grow up strong and powerful. Asher, one of her dad’s men, held out his hand. Larissa placed hers in his. He looked at her for a moment, and when she nodded, he gave the signal. The big church doors opened with a loud creak, and everyone turned to see the bride. Larissa, the mafia princess, walked down the aisle. Her head was held high, and a tiny smile played on her lips. Everyone wished they could be her. Not even in their wildest dreams.

Bleeding and barely able to open his eyes, Tyron could only lie there as Franz finally stopped, breathing hard. "Do you even know what kind of mess you've dragged us into, you worthless piece of crap?! That casino is controlled by the most dangerous Mafia in Asia. If you don't pay up on time, they'll wipe out our entire family!" "That's not... g-gonna happen. They only want her," Tyron rasped, pointing weakly at Carlotta. "What do you mean by that?" "They gave me a copy of the contract Kuya Tyron signed," Carlotta said, handing the document to her father.

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

He looked at them like they were fake. "You think I'm an idiot, Samantha?" he sneered, his eyes dropping to the dark purple bruise on my jaw for a split second before snapping back to my eyes. "Your family was going bankrupt. Your father's company was dead in the water. And suddenly, I wake up with a signed marriage certificate and a different girl in my bed, while the bailout funds are already sitting in your family's bank account." He reached out, his thick fingers grabbing my chin tightly. His grip didn't hurt my bones, but it pressed right against the fresh bruise my father had left. A sharp flash of pain shot through my face, and I winced, a quiet groan escaping my lips.