Novel & Cerita Wedded To The Ruthless Mafia Boss

he answered. "Andretti, I understand that you are trying to protect me, but I'm not afraid of your world, if we get married I want to know about you and be with you completely and fully. I want to face whatever comes with being your partner, Mafia man or not, I'm willing to take the risk, I really want to explore my feelings for you... and you have feelings for me too and now we are getting married, life put us in this direction, let's just go where this leads us. I see the good in you, the kind and gentle soul behind the hard surface, and I am choosing to be the one you trust, I choose you and everything that comes with you, that is my rule that we really try.... contract marriage or not to

He had raised his arms, ready to use the gun to hit me as I wouldn’t even grace him with a response, talk more of carry out what he had instructed. “I’ll get it for you, leave her be.” May said as she volunteered to fetch him the round, trying to shield me from his wrath even though she hadn’t still uttered a word to me concerning anything that just happene. I wouldn’t say it with my mouth but I could recognize what gang the werewolf was from. I even knew his mafia boss to be a wretched one whose business revolved around shady deals and illicit trade of weed, drugs, guns, you name it. He ran a chain of illegal wears and the werewolf was his somewhat first mate.

"Why are you shaking?" She froze. Then slowly reached into her jacket. A gun appeared. I stepped backward. "Sofia?" Her eyes filled with tears. "I'm sorry." She raised the gun. I screamed. Before she could fire, someone tackled her from behind. Adrian. The gun fell. Sofia struggled. Adrian pinned her to the floor. "Who are you working for?" She cried. "I didn't have a choice." "Who?" She looked at me. Then whispered— "Your father."

He leaned down at her level and whispered to her as he removed hair from her face and tucked the loose strands behind her ear. "You should be, you know! You clearly underestimated me. I'm a mafia boss, my lady. And you helped me to become one, thanks to you!" He rasped as he moved closer to place a kiss on her forehead, warm and affectionate. "Mafia?" The words came out of her mouth as a gasp because it was too much to process at the moment. "Yes my amore! Italian mafia! How do you feel being the wife of such a powerful man?" He asked her, holding her both hands in his.

CHAPTER 4 VITTORIA'S POV. I feel like my soul is getting out of my body right now. How did I end up committing such a big mistake? Now, I'm not just accidentally married to some random person, but I'm stuck in a marriage to Marcello Giordano, the cold and ruthless Mafia kingpin who doesn't think twice before snapping someone's head off in seconds of being offended. I know him very well. Of course, everyone in New York City knows a lot about him, but only a few have ever set eyes on him, if not for anything, for the fact that he's the first face on the FBI's most wanted list of criminals.

Motherfucking Vito is filthy rich and he'll treat her right. Might treat her right. I know how it is in the Mafia world. Women are only expected to give birth and take care of the children. Jeanne doesn't have backing. They might hurt her instead. The demons are chattering like fucking hell in my head, laughing and crashing into every side of my skull. Dad accompanies her. Killian, being Killian, doesn't show up. Two muscular men belonging to her future husband enter the limousine with Dad's bodyguard, Wayne. To prevent Jeanne from running.

I didn’t answer. “You also agreed to this marriage?” she continued. “I know we don’t even know each other, but you could have intervened… He’s old enough to be my father. Who in their right mind thinks this is normal?” I let her speak. It was a release. “Helena… you were born into the mafia. You know these agreements have always happened.” I wished I could give another answer. But in that moment, I couldn’t. If I had known before this marriage… I would have stopped it.

“That was before you chose her. Before you made it clear I was just a distraction.” “I never chose her.” His free hand came up, bracing against the wall beside my head, caging me in. “The engagement is business. You were never a distraction, Lia. You’re the only thing in my life that feels real. And I’ll be damned if I let you fly off to some new country with that pretty-boy doctor.” I laughed bitterly, even as my pulse raced. “So you kidnap me? This is your solution? You’re a mafia boss, Kade, not a caveman. Let. Me. Go.”

This was between Jeremy and me. " I do not give the flying fu*k about how much you took, but I care about who you sold it to. We do not sell to children," my voice was more like a growl. I have been a mafia boss for a couple of years already, and everyone knew what I was capable of. I have heard some call me ruthless, but I couldn't care less. I even like it. That kept them on their toes around me. " I would never sell it to children. They were teenagers, " Jeremy replied as if that could change anything in my opinion.

It was like he had disappeared right under my nose. Was this how it was going to be? This was only my first day as a married woman, and I already felt like I was losing my mind. My mind went to the reason I was here. Alberto had told me it was all to end the mafia war and also that being the wife of Luca De Santis meant so many benefits for my power-hungry father. But to what end? Was I going to be locked up forever in this gigantic mansion? My only highlight of the day had been meeting his sister, who, by the way, had also disappeared after promising to be back.