Mafia Books for Women
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The Runaway Sister's Abandoned Mafia Heir
My sister abandoned her newborn baby at a hospital and fled the country. The father was Dante, the absolute sovereign of the city's underworld. My mother frantically ordered me to hide the child to save our skins. But I refused to cower. I took the baby straight to the Mafia Don's fortress and demanded he take responsibility. For the first critical days of the baby's life, I was the only one there. I paced my rundown apartment with a sick infant, spending my last savings, while my sister was living it up in Vancouver with her offshore money. But months later, when Dante officially claimed the boy and placed us under his ultimate protection, my sister and mother suddenly came back. They put on a pathetic weeping act in Dante's office. "I just want my son back. I was just so scared," my sister sobbed, demanding custody of the Mafia heir. My own mother had actually helped her pack, advising her to dump the baby on me so she could escape. Now, seeing Dante's limitless wealth, they wanted to reap the rewards. They treated me like a disposable pawn, expecting me to quietly hand over the child I had saved. How could my own blood be so shamelessly greedy? But they underestimated me, and they underestimated the Don. Looking at the ruthless Mafia boss, I calmly exposed their treason, forcing his final judgment. This time, I was claiming my place./0/67880/coverorgin.jpg?v=873671f4b27d388641c18756d0e98cdb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mafia's princess
Annabelle Rodgers a multi million dollar CEO who was engaged to Harry who played her just to get her wealth. After Harry took everything away from her she decided to make him pay. Annabelle finds another man Adrian, a Mafia Leader, who's willing to help her take Harry down due to his hatred for Harry unknown to Annabelle. She joins the Mafia gang just to make a new name for herself and get her revenge on Harry. What happens if she falls for Adrian? What happens when she decided to go back to her fiance?/1/122063/coverorgin.jpg?v=c4d8c519106efac8110830551d352e34&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Ashes Of Betrayal: My Ex-Husband's Regret
I was married to Dante Rossi, the ruthless Don of the New York Mafia. For four years, I believed his terrifying power would protect me, especially after his ex-lover pushed me down the stairs, causing our daughter Serafina to be born dead. But during our annual mourning trip to Iceland, his encrypted phone lit up with a text from the woman who murdered our baby. "Angelo is making his birthday wish. He wants his Papa to come home to us." Inside his pocket, his St. Jude locket didn't hold a picture of our dead daughter, but a photo of a four-year-old boy with Dante's eyes. The truth shattered me. Our winter trips to see the aurora weren't to mourn Serafina; they were to celebrate his hidden bastard's birthday. When I tried to flee, Dante intercepted me at the airport with his armed guards. He froze my accounts, relocated my paralyzed mother to a secret facility, and even held my dead daughter's urn hostage to force me back into my gilded cage. I later discovered he had even split Serafina's ashes, burying half in a church wall to build karma for his mistress's son in the violent underworld. How could the man who held me through my nightmares use my dead baby as a superstitious shield for his bastard? Staring at the man who had lied to me for four years, the last shred of my love died. I picked up the phone and called my lawyer. "Signal the FBI strike team. I am tearing down the Syndicate."/0/74369/coverorgin.jpg?v=e3f6e48018d6634d841db890e5c810c7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
365 Days with Him
365 DAYS WITH HIM One Night. One Deal. 365 Days Mary Blackwood never imagined her carefully built life would come crashing down. At just 25, She's an epitome of beauty, an hourglass figure which could make men go crazy but that's not all she's the CEO of her father's multimillion-dollar empire. But when the company begins to collapse, in her hands desperation pushes her father to make a deal with the devil, Andrew De la Cruz, the cold, calculating mafia kingpin of San Andreas. The terms are simple: Andrew will invest $500 million to save their legacy. The price? Mary must become his wife for 365 days. But their story didn't start with the contract, it started with a single night. A night where passion burned away for all reason. A night where only the warmth of their bodies did the talking. A night that left Mary questioning everything. Now, standing face-to-face with Andrew, his cruel words cut deep: "That night meant nothing." Forced into a marriage neither of them wants, Mary is plunged into Andrew's treacherous world, a world where loyalty is scarce, betrayal is deadly, and love is a weakness. As they navigate their volatile relationship, the tension between them reignites, blurring the line between duty and desire. Yet, behind Andrew's ruthless exterior lies a man haunted by secrets and driven by a dangerous quest for power. And as Mary fights to hold her ground, she begins to wonder: was their one night together truly meaningless, or was it the spark that could set their world ablaze? One night brought them together. One year will decide their fate. In a world where power and deceit rule, will their love survive, or destroy them both? Would they find love in a marriage that was meant purely for business?./1/132121/coverorgin.jpg?v=d120edfc595220e29f599bab7a546f88&imageMogr2/format/webp)
MY FAMILY SOLD ME SO I BUILT AN EMPIRE
They sold her for a debt. They created a queen. Isabella Moretti was born into a wealthy Italian family, raised to believe that blood was thicker than anything in the world. She was wrong. On the night of her twenty-second birthday, Isabella discovers that her own father has sold her to Dante De Luca-the ruthless mafia king feared by every powerful family in Italy. The price of her freedom? A debt her family cannot repay. A secret she doesn't know exists. And a lifetime under the control of a man who despises everything her surname represents. Dante De Luca doesn't believe in love. He believes in power, loyalty and making his enemies suffer. Isabella is supposed to be nothing more than a pawn in his revenge against her family. But she refuses to behave like one. Behind her innocent eyes is a mind capable of learning his world, anticipating his moves and turning his greatest allies against him. The more Dante tries to control her, the more dangerous she becomes. Their hatred turns into an obsession neither of them is willing to admit. Every stolen glance feels like a betrayal. Every moment of trust could be a trap. But Isabella has bigger plans than surviving Dante De Luca. She will uncover the secret her family buried, destroy the people who sold her and build an empire so powerful that nobody will ever dare to own her again. Even Dante. Especially Dante. Because when the truth finally comes out, the mafia king may discover that the woman he bought is the one person capable of bringing him to his knees. They sold her as a daughter. They feared her as an enemy. They will remember her as a queen. In a world where love is weakness and betrayal is currency, becoming ruthless may be the only way to survive./0/56200/coverorgin.jpg?v=5fc326ed01314db9d19a5b83fdc94cc5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mafia King's Runaway Fiancee
"I'd rather take murder over cheating anytime of the day" Hazel yelled in anger, throwing the bouquet she got for her boyfriend after witnessing him fucking her P.A. Not having a father is hard. But have you ever had one that abuses your mother and loves you, forcing you to have a love and hate relationship with him? – Hazel Grover. "I'll make her fall in love with me if it means I get the revenge I want from 20 years" Kieran shot the person right in front of him with no mercy in his eyes, knowing that's how things work in his agency. Cheating is never my intention. Getting my revenge definitely is. And I'd go to any lengths for that – Kieran Salvatore. Never having a taste of true love, Kieran is the ruthless and the coldest billionaire you'll ever see. When life presents itself the revenge he has been craving for, he gives into it, even if it meant to break the only girl's heart that truly ever loved him for what he was. Luck with men in her life was in negatives for Hazel even though her witty and naive personality doesn't take more than a few minutes to make anyone fall in love with her. Hoping that the guy she was head over heels for is different than them, she even risked losing the company she built on that she worked day and night for, only to realise he was the worst person she ever met. When the fate twists in the ugliest ways, no matter how deep she has been hurt, Hazel can't pull away from Kieran, who realised he can't lose her for his revenge, but it was already too late. And he did what he always do. Forced her into what he wants. She regretted meeting him, yet he ended up marrying her forcefully. Would they survive what life throws at them?/1/104543/coverorgin.jpg?v=02da825861b9e234e27015cf419ee40f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Scars He Left: A Second Chance At Happiness
"Fifty strikes," Floyd ordered, his voice devoid of warmth. I knelt in the freezing snow, watching the man I had taken a bullet for five years ago stand beside his new fiancée, Jaylah. Because Jaylah tore her engagement dress and blamed me, Floyd let his men beat me until my face was unrecognizable. But that was just the beginning of my hell. To save his alliance with Jaylah's family, he drained my blood to save her mother, ignoring my own fading pulse. When Jaylah lied that I tried to burn her, Floyd forced me to thrust my hands—my architect's hands—into glowing coals until the flesh melted. He stripped me of my name, my protection, and finally, my life. "You are a liability," he said, pushing me into the freezing pool with a skimmer pole. He watched me drown with the same detached interest he used to inspect firearms. My lungs burned, and my heart turned to ice. I died hating him more than I ever loved him. I thought it was the end. But then, I gasped. Air rushed into my lungs. I wasn't in the water. I was sitting at a drafting table, five years before the nightmare began. My hands were smooth. No scars. No burns. And when Floyd Meyers approached me on the quad, smiling like the boy I used to love, I didn't smile back. I ran./1/114601/coverorgin.jpg?v=e18e2134825bb5e778ddc31992037eaf&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Mafia Husband's Betrayal, My Fury
My husband, Don Lorenzo Bianchi, the man who once took ninety-nine lashes for me, had just locked me in a guest room. I was four months pregnant with our child, the heir to his mafia empire. My crime was throwing a glass of wine on his mistress, a woman he had moved into our home. She cornered me in the garden, gloating that once the baby was born, he would give it to her to raise as her own. Later, she shoved me down the grand staircase, then threw herself down after me, screaming to my husband that I had tried to kill her. As I lay in a pool of my own blood, Lorenzo rushed past me, scooping her into his arms and carrying her away without a single backward glance. To force me to apologize, he had my parents brought to my hospital room and brutally whipped until they collapsed at his feet. He was no longer the man who had 999 crystals sewn into my wedding dress. He was a monster who believed every lie she told and punished me for her crimes. How could the man who swore to love me forever become this cruel stranger? But he didn't know the truth. Days before the fall, I had secretly terminated the pregnancy. I took the urn containing our child's ashes, filed for divorce, and disappeared from his world forever./0/70801/coverorgin.jpg?v=ccf8973fe516ebe205441c1bada80a60&imageMogr2/format/webp)
KIDNAPPED BY THE SILVER MAFIA DON
Gracie Miller's father is a big time fraudster- scamming rich people for a living. At least until he crosses the wrong people. The infamous Black Silver Cartel with control over the European black markets. A mafia cartel. To prevent her father from being killed, Gracie is taken as hostage by the leader of this cartel, Raymond Silver. But then when sparks begin to fly, can Gracie overlook the fact that- she's falling for her kidnapper?/0/93837/coverorgin.jpg?v=9541ddcbda654fb21b9a55328a119acd&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Blood and Roses.
Ava Martin thought she had already lost everything when her mother - the only family who truly loved her - died suddenly. But heartbreak doesn't come alone. Within days, she catches her fiancé in bed with her stepsister and is forced to confront betrayal that shatters the last pieces of her trust. Before she can recover, Ava is summoned by the father who abandoned her years ago. What awaits is not reconciliation but another cruel twist - her family has sold her to pay off their debts. Her buyer? Alessandro Moretti. To the world, Alessandro is the powerful CEO of Moretti Holdings, a man whose empire commands respect. In the shadows, he is whispered about as a ruthless mafia don - cold, merciless, and untouchable. Love has no place in his world of blood and loyalty. But when the feared mafia godmother takes an unusual liking to Ava, Alessandro is pressured into marrying her. What begins as a transaction quickly spirals into a dangerous game of fire and ice. Ava's defiance sparks something Alessandro thought was long dead, while his dark world threatens to consume her completely. Can the fiery strength in Ava's heart melt the walls Alessandro has built around his, or will their bond be drowned in betrayal, blood, and roses?/1/104544/coverorgin.jpg?v=51875cd13e459f5ea6b338a68d249547&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Unwanted Wife: The Genius Artist Returns
On our fifth anniversary, my husband slid a black velvet box across the table. Inside wasn't a diamond ring, but a fountain pen. "Sign the separation papers, Aurora," Ethan said. "Ilene is spiraling again. She needs to see we are over." I was the wife of the Mafia Underboss, yet I was being discarded for the Family Ward. Before I could answer, Ilene stormed into the restaurant. She shrieked that I was still wearing his ring and threw a bowl of boiling lobster bisque directly at my chest. As my skin blistered and peeled, Ethan didn't rush to me. He hugged her. "It's okay," he soothed the woman who had just assaulted me. "I've got you." The betrayal didn't stop there. When Ilene pushed me down the stairs days later, Ethan erased the security footage to protect her from the police. When I was kidnapped by his enemies, I called his emergency line—the one meant for life-or-death situations. He declined the call. He was too busy holding Ilene's hand to save his wife. That was the moment the chain broke. As the kidnapper's van sped onto the highway, I didn't wait for a rescue that would never come. I opened the door and jumped into the dark. Everyone thought Aurora Bruce died on that pavement. Two years later, Ethan stood outside a gallery in Paris, looking at the woman he had destroyed, finally realizing he had protected the wrong one./1/133420/coverorgin.jpg?v=d0486e7b9bfc09feff46db928fd5e543&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mafia's gold and the girl they all wanted
At thirteen, Sophie Vincenzo hid in a wardrobe and watched her parents die at the hands of Scofield Tyrone's men. She survived, but the little girl she had been died that night. Jackie Graham, a feared gangster bound to a crime lord, was never meant to be her guardian. But guilt over what his own men did to her family made him her silent protector. When a nightclub operation goes horribly wrong, Sophie's best friends, Cynthia and Vine, disappear into a human-trafficking network, Sophie narrowly escapes the same fate when Jackie intervenes and takes her somewhere safe. For the first time in years, she has someone she can trust. Jackie teaches her how to survive a city where innocence is a liability and beautiful smiles hide murderous intentions. Three years later, Sophie is twenty, and the line between protector and something more is crumbling. Then Scofield offers Jackie a place at his side in the hunt for a billion dollars in gold. It's enough money to save Jackie's dying mother, and enough danger to expose Sophie to the man who murdered her parents. Sophie answers with a plan: get close to Scofield, betray him, and steal the gold while the crime houses tear each other apart. Jackie agrees. He doesn't know she never planned to run. She wants vengeance. She wants her friends back. She wants an empire no crime lord can touch. When grief and secrets drive them apart, Jackie must face the possibility that the woman he loves has become everything he feared. In a world where loyalty is bought with blood and love is the most dangerous betrayal, nobody decides Sophie's fate but her./1/118820/coverorgin.jpg?v=ade91ddd0cb9290962ec14bd9679e0a5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
She Took The Crown And His Empire
I elevated my husband, Julian, from a low-level mafia soldier to a powerful Underboss. I gave him money, power, and prestige, thinking I had found a loyal king to stand beside me. But I stumbled upon an anonymous underworld forum where a civilian woman was bragging about her three-year affair with him. She posted pictures of the bite marks he left on her and boasted about the luxury penthouse he bought her. When I slapped the divorce papers in front of him, he didn't apologize. Instead, he moved her into a safehouse right across the street, reassigned my personal guards to protect her, and allowed her to throw scalding soup in my face. Worse, he orchestrated a massive smear campaign against me. He coerced my own men to frame me for extortion, demanding I step down so his pregnant mistress could take my place. "You are simply too dominant, darling. A man must do what is necessary to protect his new family." He chuckled over the phone, threatening to ruin my family's operations if I didn't publicly kneel and apologize to her. He truly thought my love made me weak, using the very empire I built to cage me. But he forgot one crucial detail. Before I was his wife, I was the sole heir to the Falcone syndicate. I picked up my secure line to freeze every single one of his assets. It was time to show him what a real Vendetta looked like./0/60744/coverorgin.jpg?v=6c7c35116b7f594961d368128d03de70&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Kidnapped by My Ruthless Mafia Fiance
Blurb: Two things matter in my captor's twisted world of crime...Power and money. He stole me to gain both. He's a coldhearted monster with a reputation for violence and the most dangerous man I've ever met, a man who's clearly keeping secrets. So how can his touch make me ache with such need? I refuse his proposal of marriage, of course. But Anthony Rodriguez didn't break in to listen to reason. He is a dangerous stranger in my bed, clamping a rough hand over my mouth and warning me to stay silent. He's going to make me his mafia bride. Whether I want to or not. Anthony just wants to claim a debt from my quivering body. But under his command and sheets, I'm discovering a new strength. I'm becoming this man's undoing. Despite being trapped, at his mercy, and stolen from my family... I might never want to leave my place under him. Kidnapped by My Ruthless Mafia Fiance is a hate to love Romance book. (A sequel of I hate to love you, Mr CEO. Though both stories can be read independently.)/1/122065/coverorgin.jpg?v=6d4f9b3b6986315e5b7de20dc2047fc4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Dying To Escape The Obsessive Mafia Don
I spent three excruciating years building an underworld empire for Cassius, only for him to give the ultimate symbol of his protection to a fragile girl named Serena on the very day he proposed to me. My biological brother Julian, my protector Enzo, and my ally Lucian all followed suit, prioritizing Serena's fake tears over my life. They forced me into a lethal bone marrow extraction to save her. When I welcomed the agony—using it to trigger my system's extraction protocol, my only way home to the real world—they violently aborted the procedure. They accused me of twisted manipulation and locked me in a high-security medical prison. There, they handed my care over to Serena, who tortured me in secret, calibrating my pain to hover just below the medical alarms. "You will live," she whispered, "so that you may watch them choose me—until the act itself becomes a prayer." I didn't understand. Why was my physical agony never enough to make them stop, yet a single tear from Serena became their absolute law? Why wouldn't they just let me die so I could go home? Then I saw my real brother Arthur, exhausted by my hospital bed, through the system feed—and I realized I couldn't die. Not yet. I wiped all emotion from my face and calmly signed the papers for their live public reconciliation broadcast. Before I leave this world for good, I will tear Serena's perfect facade to pieces./0/82158/coverorgin.jpg?v=0d5b055280f9f31690bec1514f2dcf3d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Dear, Valentine
If I run away, only death will be waiting to catch me, but if I stay here, I will deeply long for that death. Valentine is trapped and doesn't know how to break free from the grip of Madam Claire, the owner of the brothel who is about to sell her to her first customer. Can Valentine trust someone who claims he will help her escape Madam Claire's brothel, when that very man is actually her first customer?/1/104545/coverorgin.jpg?v=6b32b4319de7b4a10242fd1991425814&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Mafia Pawn To The Don's Queen
It wasn't a gun, but the pen in my hand was going to end my life just the same. Liam, the man I was supposed to marry in a month, pointed to the tablet on his desk. It showed a live feed of my mother’s hospital room. "Sign the confession, Ava," he said, his voice devoid of any warmth. "Take the fall for the embezzlement. Or the funding for her ventilator stops in ten seconds." My heart hammered against my ribs. The crimes weren't mine. They belonged to Chloe, his mistress. But Liam Valenti, the Underboss of New York, was sacrificing me to save her. "She's fragile," he said casually, adjusting his silk cuffs. "She can't handle prison. You're strong. You'll survive." With tears blurring my vision, I signed the document. I signed away my career as a lawyer and my freedom to save my mother. Liam snatched the paper like a prize. He didn't offer comfort. He just smirked. "Good girl. The wedding is still on, of course. You'll look beautiful in the ankle monitor." He walked out to celebrate with his mistress, thinking he had won. Thinking he owned me. But he forgot one crucial detail. I wasn't just his fiancée. I was the one who laundered his money. I knew where every body was buried—literally and financially. The moment the door clicked shut, I stopped crying. I pulled out a burner phone and opened an encrypted app. I wasn't going to jail. I was going to war. I typed three words to the one man Liam feared most. "Execute Protocol Zero."/1/111034/coverorgin.jpg?v=aa9c3dd13a56b19ef5898e3cfccb9aa6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
After losing my memory, I divorced Don
I woke up to find that I had lost five years of my memory. I was told that I had been married to Caspian, the ruthless Godfather of the New York Mafia, for five years. I had harbored a crush on him for a long time, so marrying him should have been good news. But the terrible truth was, he didn't seem to love me. After losing my five years of memory, he felt like nothing more than a stranger to me. "Break the blood oath, Caspian," I said. "We're getting a divorce." Yet later, he would pace outside my door late at night, refusing to leave: "Darling, just look at me one more time, please?"/1/112332/coverorgin.jpg?v=529e67e9639687f18d9e3a64ab2e9a18&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late To Beg, Mr. Mafia Don
For two years, I played the perfect, silent wife to Damien Moretti, the ruthless Don of the New York mafia. But tonight, he threw a thick manila envelope onto our nightstand. It was an annulment. "Giuliana is back. She's dying, and I am done playing house with you." His first love had returned, supposedly sick with terminal cancer. He demanded I sign the papers and leave the penthouse immediately so he could rush to her side. He looked at me with absolute disgust, expecting me to break down and beg. When she later staged a fake assassination attempt to frame me, Damien blindly believed her pathetic tears. He dragged me to the hospital, ready to unleash his murderous wrath on me for daring to touch his precious white rose. I looked at the man I had shared a bed with for two years. He was supposed to be a powerful, calculating leader, yet he was completely blinded by a cheap liar and a forged medical report. He actually thought I was just a weak, greedy socialite who would quietly take the fall. He had no idea that behind my docile mask, I was 'K', the digital underworld's most elusive hacker. I calmly signed the papers, took his millions, and pulled the real security footage of his perfectly healthy ex. At tonight's family dinner, I am going to shatter her fragile facade and make the Don choke on his own stupidity before I walk away for good./1/118821/coverorgin.jpg?v=42a75bf554dd9d9939724c644172c394&imageMogr2/format/webp)
