Unwanted Bride: Betrayed By The Mafia Don Novels & Stories

He dropped on one knee and lifted my chin. “Fucking hell,” he whistled, “we caught a pretty one today.” He paused, his brows furrowing into a frown. “Wait a minute… Why do you look familiar?” “Boss,” someone's distorted voice came from behind, “I forgot to mention. She's the Mafia bride.” “What do you mean?” Uneasy silence hung in the air. “The Draven bride, boss.” The silence lasted longer this time, and the boss's hand fell away from my face. “Why the hell are you just telling me this?”

“I’m saying that you’re going to take her place, Katalina. You’ll stand in as my bride.” My blood ran cold. “What? No—no, that’s insane. I can’t just… replace my mother! That's so wrong in every way.” I voiced out. This is my mother's fiance we are talking about. Besides, I have a boyfriend… Huracio leaned in, his voice low, filled with something dangerous. “Oh, but you will, Katalina. Your mother created this mess and yóu, the perfect daughter will clean it. I am not going to have my name dragged through the mud because of your family”

he said was overwhelming. I felt so small and helpless, like I had no control over anything. I quickly looked away, my eyes burning. It felt like I was losing grip on my own life, and there was nothing I could do to change it. My destiny was already set, leaving me with nothing but questions and fears that no one seemed ready to address. But Richard wasn’t finished. "What about her safety? What about—" he began, but Papa cut him off with a raised hand. "This isn’t up for debate, Richard," Papa snapped, his eyes sharp. "This is how it is. If you want to make sure your sister is safe, you’ll support her in this arrangement. No questions asked." Richard tightened his fists but stayed sil

"Ms. Manuela Iriz Ibañez, do you take Mr. Uno Juaquin Urquio to be your lawfully wedded husband, for better or for worse, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?" The priest's words hung heavy, a prelude to a life irrevocably altered. Manuela, her heart a captive bird, knew this wasn't a choice, but a desperate gamble for her brother's freedom. A chilling bargain struck with the enigmatic Uno Juaquin Urquio, a mafia boss whose icy gaze held both danger and a strange, intoxicating allure.

Lorenzo glared at Rafael. "What do you want?" He hissed, eyeing the two unfamiliar men in white overalls. Rafael smirked, "I'm here to reclaim what's mine. And also take what's yours." Lorenzo furrowed his eyebrows. "What do you mean?" He asked. Rafael chuckled, pulling out a cigar out of his pocket, lit it, then put it in his mouth. He inhaled the smoke. "Your family took what belonged to my family. The American Mafia. And now I'm here to take it back and also rule over the Italian Mafia." He said after he had puffed the smoke out his lungs.

After last night all the lies came in light. It was supposed to be the wedding day of Adna Romero. It was supposed to be the day of happiness but someone filled it with gore leaving tears in innocent eyes. The sister of Don Alexander Romero was chosen as the bride for Andrei Volkov, younger brother of Don Svetozar Volkov of Russia. The couple was supposed to ascend in martial life by this evening but a backstabber ruined everything. Nobody was aware of his ill intentions. After all, he was a loyal friend until now. He always stood with Don Alexander Romero in crises. But last night everything changed. His arrival at Romero mansion was the start of a happy note. It was a union of the two most

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.

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.

Now, she was trapped in a game far more dangerous than she had anticipated. But she had no choice. There was no going back now. The ink was on the paper. She was married to the mafia don. Her voice trembled, but she spoke nonetheless. "I understand." Allerick’s eyes softened just slightly, as though he were surprised by her acceptance. But he didn’t comment on it. Instead, he leaned forward again, his gaze sharp. "We’ll see how long that understanding lasts, Leora," he said, his voice dark and full of unspoken promises. "The real game starts now."

i warned and went to my room what is wrong with me I cant believe i punched carl just becaus he called rosie a whore This is unbelievable Carl pov That MF! His falling for her I hate him so much He took everything away form me I was suppose to be the next mafia leader but hell no everyone want edwardo All the money he has now were suppose to be mine All the girls falling at his feet were suppose to fall at mine The one girl i love edwardo took her away from me He turned her into one of his whores I turned gay because of that All i ever wanted and desired edwardo took them away from me