Novel & Cerita The Mafia’s Substitute Bride

Serena's POV "What are you not telling me? I demanded. Gabriel chuckled nervously and stood up. "I just don't want you to get yourself in trouble. Adrian is the head of the Mafia family in Sicily which means he's a very dangerous man. He's got eyes everywhere and will not be happy to find you looking in his business. So I don't think you should keep sniffing around." He explained. I exhaled in frustration. "But if he knows something about my father's death, then I want to know it too." I protested.

It gave my father the room to do as he pleased. Father wanted to punish me and didn't give me much of a choice. I was to choose a punishment. It was either Bryan Vincenzo, his trusted advisor would be the one to take over after he stepped down and become the new leader of the De Luca clan, or I get married to Mia Moretti.

The ceremony was about to begin. I took a slow breath, trying to calm my heart that felt like it might explode. This was really happening. This marriage was truly happening. I, Lucia the fat bride, was going to marry Alexandro De Luca, the handsome mafia man who bound me with a contract marriage.

Leonardo entered his friend's condo feeling frustrated and upset. His friend Domenico Russo greeted him with a warm smile, "Hey, Leonardo!" But Leonardo didn't respond. Domenico sensed something was wrong and asked, "What's wrong?" Leonardo huffed. "Father issue!" Domenico snorted. Leonardo scowled. Domenico inquired once more, "Tell me what happened this time." Leonardo, visibly frustrated, responded with clenched teeth, "He has replaced the bride and now expects me to wed that slut, Sofia Ricci, who is deemed worthless by the Riccis."

Here's a peak: Blurb: The Mafia's Arranged Bride She was his light. He was her darkness. Gianna Ammassari, the adored sister of the strongest Sicilian mafia don, thought marrying Nico Baldocchi, the man she had secretly loved since childhood, was literally her dream come true. But that dream quickly turns into a nightmare when Nico reveals that his heart still belongs to another and there ever will be no place for her there. Bound by duty and driven by love, Gianna clings to the hope that maybe one day she can win Nico’s affection.

I couldn't touch him without risking the lives of those around me and myself. Killing Joaquin was easy. I could face the people who tried to protect him. If he died, they'd keep their mouths shut. No one wanted their name associated with the mafia boss. However, facing Sean wasn't that easy. “Congratulations on your marriage. Do you regret marrying that woman already?” Conrad taunted. “Darcy is not related to Sean. Why should I regret it?” I retorted. “Keane Cullen is your stepson,” he pointed out.

She checked Rita’s face for any sign of amusement, but she couldn't find any. It was real.She was really getting married.Why has she not been told yet? Did Alessandro plan to force himself on her like he wanted to do earlier. ‘He wasn't forcing himself on you,Isabelle,’ her mental voice criticized but she ignored it. She was going to believe what she wanted to and nothing else. “Don't tell me you weren't aware?” Rita asked,concerned. “I really wasn't.I haven't been told anything.” Rita shook her head in pity. “It's a tradition for the mafia clan to present the silk bed linen to all the Dons after the wedding night act is over. It should be covered with the woman's first blood.”

"The same thing that happens in every mafia feud. Bloodshed." I stepped back, my fingers tightening around the banister. It sounded like a tale as old as time, only that this one actually happened and I was married into one of the families. "They kidnapped Giovanni six years ago," Alessia continued, her voice was low. "Tortured him for days. Even branded him, burned the map of their insignia into his skin. An insult in the mafia world." A fresh ache bloomed in my chest. "They branded him?" Alessia nodded, her eyes were distant. "On his left arm. So no one would ever forget who dared to challenge the Morelli's. I thought it ended all those years ago."

“I don’t understand, why you still need to have a wedding again. You are just too rich and don’t know to spend your money.” “Aish… you…” Before he could finish, the bridal chorus started to play. Adjusting his suit for the last time, Shawn looked at the door of the church as he took another deep breath. He first saw Seo Hyeon who was dressed in white, holding a basket of flower petals as she showered them around. Behind her was Sunbin, Bella’s bridesmaid. Finally, Bella, the beautiful bride Shawn was waiting, walking slowly down the aisle in her beautiful white gown with his father by her side as she clang onto his arm while gently holding onto the bouquet with her other hand. Their eyes imm

“I'm not a regular maid, neither am I the chief maid… I'm just a maid.” “I don't understand,” I said. If she wasn't a regular maid, or a chief maid, what then was she? “I'm a mafia's bride.” “You are?” I was surprised. “Yes, Giulia, I was taken just the way you were taken… or maybe worse.” Maria stood up and turned her back to me. “Fabrizo never came back for me.” “Who's Fabrizo?” “My groom… I heard he remarried.” “Why in the world would anyone do something like that to you?” I was beginning to feel bad for asking her to share her story.