The Mafia Substitute Bride Novels & Stories

“Now that my Ana’s out of the bag, there’s no reason for you not to be my date, after you showed everyone in the mafia world yourself, mafia men gossip like old women.” Date? Excitement filled me. Then reality struck in. “It’s not just a wedding. It’s a bravta wedding. If anyone found out what I am”—an escort—“they’d consider it beneath you.” And how would I behave at a wedding—when the last one I’d been to was for high society I don't know how a mafia wedding was. He pulled out two wristwatches choosing which one to wear, setting the other one aside diligently. “What you are? You’re a beautiful, intelligent young woman.”

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.

called his mother "Let's leave through the back door!" Luca said nothing.He only turned and left. Eyes followed the muscularly built up body of the Mafia Lord,Luca Genovese. Even though they were earlier agitating,they dare not even utter a sound.They could only watch the bridegroom leave in his Maybach,his bodyguard trailed behind. Back in the vestry... "Mum, let's just go back the same way we came." Leo suggested "I know you've invited your country friends.All you have to do is tell them the bride fell ill"

Finally, he was rib of the problem that had plagued this household for the last few months, ruining the chance of his Capo’s happy and prosperous marriage with Rosanna Donatello. She was the perfect woman for this family. A woman born and bred into the Donatello famiglia. She may not be a noble born. But she was a noble woman of high stature and a respectable young lady who had been trained to be a Mafia wife right from the very beginning. She was docile and obedient. And she had an attitude. She knew how to give commands and stand next to the Capo as his left hand. A Mafia Bride was more than just a body to warm the bed and breed children. She had much to offer to the table and the Donatell

“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

Remember why you’re doing this. Nikolay looked at me from beside his father. His icy blue eyes met my green ones, both our eyes cold as ice toward one another. Both of us hating the day we were suddenly destined as one another’s partner. “Kiara, my baby girl” mum smiled approaching me. She opened her hands for me and hugged me tightly. Her eyes looking proud as she looked at her daughter who was now a bride to one of the most powerful mafia bosses, the future Mrs. Ivanov. The savior of this family. She appreciated what I was doing, at least that was what she showed

said Erik pointing towards the empty chair. I nodded my head and walked towards the seat. As soon as I sat the bride and groom arrived. Everyone clapped their hands. My eyes were fixed on them and the person behind them was also a couple. A tall man with cold eyes and a serious face and his partner was shorter than him. The girl had light makeup and was wearing a dark navy blue dress. Her face seemed familiar. I tried to remember where I have seen her but was not able to identify her. As she passed us suddenly I remembered it was her ‘Angee Brooke’ the one who was the biggest clue. If she was her then the man with her must be probably the Mafia King.

“Ma’am Rose, the makeup artist and hairstylist, will be here in a few minutes,” the maid informed me outside of my room. I let out a deep sigh and looked at my reflection in the mirror. Tonight, the announcement will be made that Rose is engaged to the Arrogant and Rude Heir of the Mercedes Clan, but in reality, Rose is Annalise Ysia Villareal, the Substitute Bride for her fiancé.

I'd like to believe that he wouldn't think of me in that manner as long as he had other women to screw. "If I understand properly, it's just six months till your wedding," the store owner chimed in. She was the only one who seemed to be happy. It should come as no surprise that she would be quite wealthy now. The ultimate marriage between the Chicago and New York mafias was expected to be a grand occasion. Money wasn't important.

Jayden's voice had become hoarse this time and he also pointed his index finger at her as Ivy only stared in fear. One of the Mafia rules was that, they don't fall in love as it weakens their mind. However, if they decide to get married with the purpose of procreation, the bride is picked by the Mafia elders after they must have conducted a meeting. The bride in question, must be someone who hasn't been seen by the groom and neither has the bride met the groom. Jayden's father was desperate for a grandchild, he needed to see his grandchildren before dying as he had an illness which could take his life anytime. It was so unfortunate that his efforts were in vain, now Jayden is the one suffer