The Mafia’s Substitute Bride Novels & Stories

“I’m doing just fine now. You don’t need to concern yourself, Don Nico.” “Lena, stop pretending.” The sarcasm on Nico’s face deepened. “Everyone knows that five years ago, the Sorrentino family was wiped out and pushed out of the mafia circle. You were like a stray dog, unable to lift your head. “If I hadn’t shown some mercy, would you have had the chance to run off to Nassau and survive?” I looked coldly at the man in front of me. “By mercy, do you mean announcing at my wedding that you’d take responsibility for your pregnant widowed sister-in-law and turning me, the bride, into the laughingstock of New Haven?”

My eyes darted around my room fearfully, I was all alone, how the heck did this person know what I was about to do? "Sebastian and Marco are both mafia lords who hate each other, however,their interests come first. If they can benefit, they are both willing to put aside their differences and cooperate. Like how your marriage to him was arranged. Do you really think that they wouldn't put aside their differences if they could benefit from Sebastian getting together with Lira?" The female voice continued on. "Who the heck are you?! How do you know these things?!" I screamed into the phone, as I felt my chest racing even more.

To her, death was a better choice than spending an eternity with the man. Don Matteo was already standing at the podium with his robust pot belly and the moment her eyes landed on him, a cynical smile consumed her face as she began her bridal possession. She even let her father walk her down the aisle with a proud smile on his face. The poor man. He was so excited she almost felt bad for disappointing him, but she had worried about his feelings, his thoughts, his wishes all her life, but now was the time for her to choose herself and the very first step in achieving that was getting the he'll out of what one might call a sham of a wedding.

I blinked back tears before nodding slowly. " I won't do anything stupid, the wedding will go as planned as long as you don't hurt Alexei " The monster grunted in response, although I didn't trust him, this was the only way I could ensure my little brother's safety. When my perfect sweet-natured elder sister disappeared three days before her wedding, the monster had no choice but to make me get married in her stead. The wedding would be an alliance of two mafia families, the Sidorovs and the De Lucas, if there was anything I hated the most, it was the mafia but for Alexei's sake, I would do anything, even if it meant getting married to the head of the Italian Mafia.

I scowled, dismissing her. Ever since my dad lost his life to the Miccaso Mafia, my mom wouldn't stop being overprotective of me. Taking everything too seriously as she tried to protect my father's legacy. She wanted me to avenge my father's death at all costs, but we couldn't do it alone. We needed to merge business with the Cassano mafia—the greatest mafia family in Italy. But they wanted a bride for me, according to their legacy. They believed in true love, unlike me.

I said, voice calm. Her chin lifted. “You gave it to me.” “And now I’m taking it back.” “You gave it because I earned it, not because I begged.” That was her mistake. She thought I was a man who could be defied in front of my family, my men, my empire… and still be forgiven. She thought this was love. No. This is the mafia. This is war dressed in vows and veils. This is me showing her what happens when a substitute bride forgets she was never meant to wear the real ring.

Kathy sighed "I just want the best for you ,you can stay with with far away in the city. " "I will be fine " I reassured her as I dropped the empty glass on the table . " We are running late !" Paco called out at Zayn. Zayn was still busy fumbling with his bow tie , he felt s sharp pain in his head as he searched his drawer for some aspirin . As he gulped it down with water he thought about how the wedding was going to be . He had heard stories of women in the mafia , comare's who had eloped with their lovers on the day of the wedding leaving the husband furious though he doubted that could ever happen to him but with Jean recent attitude no one could tell what the woman was thinking.

"I just needed to know these few things. So I read many stories of how the Mafia stuff runs, and I think there was a part that really disturbed ne, you know the bloody sheets thing" Shawn didn't seem to understand her, so she had to explain more, which was very much embarassing. "So when a Mafia member get married, he is to get married to only a virgin and then on the wedding night they both do the 'deed' and her blood is to stain the white sheets... the next day the parents of the groom, the women were to carry those blood stained sheets and hang it so everyone could see..." Shawn busted into fits of laugher and that made her reddened, she gave his head a push.

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.

She tore another one of the limbs from the bloody pulp in her hands and chewed on it. "You know my name," Joonjae stated coolly. The woman let out a wheezing giggle, flashing her teeth which were marred with blood. She smacked her lips hungrily. "You are Hwang Joonjae," she sneered. "Son of Hwang Jisun and Kim Jisoo. Twenty eight years old. Head of the country's most dangerous Mafia syndicate."