The Mafia's Forgotten Wife Novels & Stories

I wanted to scream, to curse the unfairness of it all, but all that escaped was a bitter sigh. Was this my punishment for disappearing, for hiding, for the sins of my family that weren’t even mine? I thought about Kim — Travis’s fiancée — perfect and untouchable. What would she think if she knew her fiancé’s "personal maid" was me? That girl who had once been so arrogant, so untouchable in her own way, now reduced to a pawn in Travis’s game. A flash of memories hit me — the sharp, painful memories of the past that I had buried deep: my father’s death, the debts, the sudden disappearance with Mom, the fear that followed us like a shadow.

"Have you forgotten? You cut me off remember? And until you learn your lesson, I'm not taking you back, Aria. I might have spoiled you so much, I ended up raising a monster." "You may leave the estate. I'll have someone deliver all your things to wherever the hell you'll move in, but you can't stay another hour in this place," I announced. Aria's looked at me tightened. "And who do you think you are to come up with this decision? You're an auctioned whore that Alas bought to wife up---" "You just said who I am. I'm Alas Morana's wife, the Czarina of Rune's Society. Do you want me to further exercise the authority that I have over this place?" I asked, taking a step closer to her.

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.

He’s my husband and I shouldn’t be just waiting here! “Let me in,” I coldly said while thinking negatively about my husband’s health. I know that the Myers Mafia had always been known for their power and strength, but they have their limits, too. Despite my cold voice, they didn’t sway or even flinch upon hearing me. How did I forget? Mafia is already known for its hard attitude. “I said let me in!” I hissed at them, but they wouldn’t really move to let me go through. “Are you deaf?!”

Marcus touched my arm again. I want to punch in his face but he's trying to help. Time was precious like the next breath. We rummaged through every file, book, document, and locker. "That's all we have," Ivan shouted in anger. His hair was messy, running his fingers through them. "Just fucking pictures!" It was pictures of my wife's mother with strong personalities of the underworld, Lords of the dark world. There was one more particular woman always next to her. We knew most of the faces of the mafia world and they were old now like our fathers.

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

I started my own business in marketing that took off faster and makes us way more money than I ever thought manageable. The family is no longer dealing with drugs or guns. I made the family more legitmate. We make money the right way and keep our noses clean. But like I said this is still the mafia. As long as you don’t mess with what is ours or start any unnecessary turf wars we keep to ourselves. I am so close to being able to go get my wife. I just have to figure out to get her back without scaring her. “Lost in la la land again?” Maria Gallo says sauntering into my office with her brother in tow, Xavier.

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The twelve and a half million dollars from his family's settlement was only the beginning. There was another two hundred and eighty-six million from the buyout of my half of the mansion. Enough money to ensure I'd never have to work another day in my life. Enough to start over anywhere in the world. Enough to tempt anyone. I refused every cent. Money couldn't erase betrayal. It couldn't buy back the years I'd lost. And it certainly couldn't make me forget the woman my husband had chosen over me. Since then, my phone has been flooded with calls from my mother and my stepfamily. I still don't know how they found out, or if they're calling for an entirely different reason.

The pain wasn't in my bones anymore—it was deeper, molten, buried in my soul. I had died. Elena Moretti had died. And the world had kept turning. I looked around the room for a distraction. A laptop sat charging on the desk. I crossed the room, opened it with a flick of my fingers, and hit the browser. Within seconds, the screen lit up with a homepage. News updates. Mafia gossip channels. Business headlines. And there they were. Dante. Viviana. Standing side by side at some glitzy charity gala in Milan. Her hand on his arm. His lips close to her ear. She wore the necklace he once told me reminded him of moonlight on my skin.