Wedded To The Ruthless Mafia Boss の小説・ストーリー

She knew that she was stuck with him for life and she didn't want to ever let go. The beginning of their story was not the best but they got to build the kind of friendship and relationship that they wanted with each other. They were still with each other and things weren't too perfect between them but they were certain they could always make things right whenever they were wrong and they knew for a fact that they were stuck with each other for life. Getting married to the mafia boss had been the best thing that had happened to Lena and she'd been forever grateful for it. He didn't take his eyes off his wife. "I will forever love you, Lena."

Mama continued to give me instructions and warmth while Isadora’s presence gave me reassurance. I felt myself playing with my ring again as I thought. I was getting married to the Mafia boss.

A/N Forcefully Wedded, Ruthlessly Loved By The Billionaire Mafia is a dark romance, you might find some elements disturbing. Triggers includes but are not limited to detailed steamy contents, profanity, murder, smoking, blood, forced marriage, ruthless love, obsessive love, morally grey ML. If you still want to continue, enjoy! This 🌶️ 🌶️ will be used to depict steamy chapters. ***** “Your second daughter has to take her place, we can’t postpone the wedding, it is too late.”

The kiss was harsh, possessive, and completely filled with a deep, unspoken desire—exactly how I wanted it. It seemed like the mafia boss had just given me explicit permission to be as bratty as humanly possible. And I was absolutely going to make good use of it.

she said evenly. That earned her a low, amused chuckle. “You’re not what I expected from a maid.” “And you’re not what I expected from a mafia boss.” He stepped closer, slow and deliberate, until there were only a few inches between them. The faint scent of whiskey and smoke curled around her. His voice dropped. “You say ‘mafia’ like it’s a bad word.” “I say it like it’s a dangerous one.” For a moment, the air between them was charged, his gaze dipping briefly to her mouth before meeting her eyes again. Then, just as quickly, he stepped back, the moment broken.

The mafia and the cartel had never gotten along so well. When I had nothing left to give her, neither a shred of my heart nor a drop of my cum, she lifted her head and looked down at me with a lazy smile, her dark eyes dancing with the joy of being alive. Something icy and hard cracked within my chest, and I felt the corners of my mouth lift in response to her awestruck gaze. My Maria...so fucking beautiful...I was going to fucking marry her. My father might not approve. But as the boss, he would have to see it would be a good alliance.

Elena would be lucky if he chose to kill her—a man with his power could do a lot worse. But Elena didn't have the luxury to worry about all that now. She had to be a beautiful mafia woman and a pretty trophy for her boss. God, this night was going to suck. At least there were servers supplying plenty of wine. Elena did her best to follow the business deals Massimo hashed out with other mafia men. But it was hard to pay attention when everyone was talking around the deals, hedging their language on the off chance the room was bugged by the cops or someone proved to be a traitor.

“Make love to me like the mafia boss you are. Go harder on me, daddy. I’m your mafia queen now, but tonight, I want you to pamper me with your whole body.” Vincenzo couldn’t believe the words coming out of his sweet wife’s mouth. With those words, he cupped her breasts in his mouth, biting them softly. She moaned breathlessly as their bodies intertwined, lost in passion. ***** Jarvis was dead. He didn’t survive that night. As for Frank, he was left disabled, his empire crumbling after being betrayed by one of his own. Seraphina and Vincenzo continued running the De Luca business, both legal and illegal.

she adds. Hmm! A man so awfully dangerous that she wants him for herself. I wonder if she has seen mafia dons before. Because if she has she would know just how ridiculous her claims sound. Weiss has been the sweetest man I have ever met. He isn't an entitled clown like Marcus. "So Weiss is a dangerous mafia that I should run away from but one that you're this desperate to marry?" I ask. "Well . . . my family is mafia too. That's why Weiss and I needed to marry. I have been a Mafia's daughter since childhood so I can handle him and those that he works with," she says.

I cover up immediately in case he is starting to catch up to something. He stares deeply at me for a moment. I unsuspectingly turned off the emergency button. "Why would you want to be married to a sick, dying man?" 'To get my revenge for the life you stole from me' I said inwardly, cringing at my bitterness. "For the money of course! Why else would I want to be associated with a Mafia?" He leaned into his seat and whispered something inaudible to one of his men. I heard a commotion behind me, I turned to see the other women being forced to leave.