Mafia Books for Women
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The Real Boss Was His Neglected Wife
I was putting my signature on the invoice for the Gulfstream G650 when my husband snatched the boarding pass from the folder and handed it to his mistress. "You're taking the commercial flight out of JFK," Jackson said, daring me to challenge him in front of his security detail. "Amber needs the privacy. She gets air sick." I looked down at the crumpled ticket he had slid to me. Economy. Middle seat. Three layovers. Then I looked at the sixty-million-dollar bird I had leased specifically so his crime family wouldn't get slaughtered on the highway by their rivals. "Amber is fragile," he whispered, his breath smelling of the expensive scotch I bought. "She carries the future. You just carry the checkbook." My mother-in-law was already on board, sipping the vintage Dom Pérignon I had curated, refusing to look at me. They treated me like a glorified ATM with a medical degree. They forgot that five years ago, when the Feds froze everything, I was the one who bought their lives with a five-million-dollar tribute. They forgot that the hand that writes the checks can also close the account. As the engines roared to life, leaving me stranded on the tarmac, I didn't cry. Surgeons don't cry over dead bodies. I pulled out my phone and cancelled the Uber he had called for me. I wasn't going to the airport. I was going to the safe to retrieve the "Blood Contract." The five million dollars wasn't a gift. It was a callable loan. And the collateral was everything. I dialed my lawyer. "Burn it to the ground."/0/88678/coverorgin.jpg?v=0561ead260edfa183a1f622491089dd0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mafia's Forbidden Desire
"Each time you miss a shot, a part of your body will forever be mine." *** Janet Corrigan was kidnapped and sold to the Russian mafia by her father's enemy. Just as darkness enveloped her, a beacon of hope emerged in the form of the future Mafia King. Sebastian Genovese was arranged to marry a princess to strengthen his dominance and power. However, everything unravelled when Janet walked into his life and completely derailed his plans. Her charm was an irresistible temptation, and his affection became a dangerous addiction. She was his salvation. His heaven in hell. But one fateful night, everything changed. Janet disappeared, taking something precious from Sebastian Genovese: his unborn child. Will fate give them another shot at love, or has their journey reached a tragic end as her father wished? Experience the thrilling clash between Janet and Sebastian as their guns meet in a high-stakes face-off./1/115116/coverorgin.jpg?v=2654e2bc45b4486878c48be9bed1c399&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mafia Don's Runaway Heiress Wife
Three years ago, I used my family's tech empire to marry Damien Moretti, a ruthless mafia Underboss. I naively thought my devotion could melt his frozen heart. But a year ago, he paraded his mistress at our family gala just because she had the face of his dead ex. When my pathetic jealousy boiled over and I stabbed him with a letter opener, he didn't kill me. Instead, he banished me to the freezing, decaying West Wing of his estate. For a whole year, I was locked away like a ghost. He flaunted his mistress, orchestrated a hostile takeover of my family's company, and let his maids treat me like garbage. When I knelt outside his door begging for a divorce, he just gripped my jaw and delivered a death sentence. "The only way you leave this family is in a coffin." The naive girl who begged for his love died in that cold room. I finally realized I was nothing but a profitable ledger entry to him. When he finally opened my door again, expecting to see a broken prisoner, I slapped him across his bleeding face. "The deal is done. I want a divorce." I walked straight out into the freezing Chicago rain, secretly swallowed a bottle of emergency contraceptives to kill any chance of carrying his heir, and prepared to tear up his mafia rules myself./1/111518/coverorgin.jpg?v=8ba0417260c3939588f1cb4edcc642a8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Dark Don's Captive Mafia Queen
I was kidnapped by the most dangerous mafia boss in Chicago, and the whole city wept for my heartbroken fiancé. Julian Hayes, the righteous Assistant District Attorney, played the tragic hero perfectly in the press. But the truth was, he orchestrated my kidnapping himself. For years, he manipulated me into draining my mother's untouchable mafia fortune to fund a rival mobster. Once he got the money, he threw me to Damien Moretti, the ruthless Dark Don, to be ruined. Julian did it all so he could cleanly break our engagement and marry my illegitimate half-sister, Mona, taking my birthright along the way. For a month, high society pitied the defiled girl locked in a monster's gilded cage, while my father eagerly prepared to hand Mona my legacy. They all thought I was weeping in the dark, waiting to be killed by a cold-blooded savage. They didn't realize the monster they threw me to was exactly the weapon I needed. When Mona sneaked into my gilded cage to gloat and demand I sign away my inheritance, I didn't cry. Instead, I grabbed her silver letter opener, ruthlessly sliced my own arm open, and let out a terrified scream. Damien descended like a god of death, violently hurling Mona against a stone fountain just for spilling my blood. I looked at the Don, my arm dripping crimson, and made a devil's bargain. "Let me go back to my father's house to wage my Vendetta. When I'm done, I will be your wife." The beast smiled and agreed. Tomorrow, my betrayers will learn what happens when you throw a princess to a monster, and she comes back a queen./1/104948/coverorgin.jpg?v=167bfab6e11fc6abd8947546baed8912&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrayed Heiress: My Husband's Deadly Mistake
I was eight months pregnant with the heir to the city's most powerful crime family. My husband, Austen, told me he was hosting a private celebration to honor me and the baby. But when I walked into the warehouse, the steel doors slammed shut behind me. I wasn't in a ballroom. I was locked inside an industrial glass freezer. Through the thick glass, I saw Austen standing with his assistant, Deb. They were laughing. He told me he didn't care about his son; he only cared about the trust fund that would unlock upon my father's death. "Cool her off," he ordered. His men dumped buckets of ice water onto me. The shock was instant. I begged him to stop, screaming for the life of our child, but he just watched with cold eyes. As I collapsed into a slush of ice and my own blood, I felt the baby fade away. Austen thought he had won. He thought my father, the Don, was dead and buried. He thought I was just a helpless, spoiled princess he could dispose of to seize the throne. He was wrong. With my last ounce of strength, I looked through the glass and mouthed three words: "He is coming." Before Austen could react, the warehouse doors didn't just open—they exploded inward. And through the smoke walked the man Austen thought was worm food. My father wasn't dead. But my husband was about to wish he was./0/54106/coverorgin.jpg?v=20240329183402&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Bloody tears of heart
Its based on true story of general fictional character .the character building is created from one event which is the main character have been victim of early marriage and sexually abused and she became pregnant and deliver the baby ,but after this she will develop a cope up mechanism to be a successful women in her carrier and education .In this case there will be betrayal ,mafia,history,romance kind of fictional characters so I can say its a general fictional tragedy./1/103853/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260228191102&imageMogr2/format/webp)
In The Devil's keeping
At eighteen years old, Estelle is kicked out of the only place she knew as home. With nowhere left to go, she goes toward Club Paradise, a place that offers the basic amenities she lacks: food, clothes, shelter, and a well-paying job. *** The room was thick with smoke and muted chatter, but the moment Antonio D'Amico's eyes landed on her, the world narrowed to just her. Estelle froze, heart hammering, as if some unseen force had pulled her into his gaze. He didn't move at first, simply studied her with a cold, calculating intensity that sent a shiver straight down her spine. One night with him shifts the course of her life forever. Something in him fractures; obsession blooms, dangerous, consuming and he decides to take her away, forever. *** What will happen to Estelle? Will her fortune finally turn around, or is she about to experience hell... and an unexpected, forbidden bond growing inside the darkness?/1/116368/coverorgin.jpg?v=0279160fe162183d314ca27cdc120312&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Erased Wife's Spectacular Wedding Revenge
My wedding was perfect. Every rose. Every note of music. Every lie. I married Alessandro Moretti believing I was the heroine of a love story. The heir to the most feared family on the West Coast had chosen me—a wedding planner from nowhere—over duty, over blood, over the Rossetti princess his mother had already picked for him. I thought that meant he loved me. I was wrong. The text came through on our wedding night. From her. Gianna Rossetti. "Now that the wedding's over, when do I finally get you to myself?" Three days later, Alex looked me in the eye from a hospital bed and asked, "I'm sorry... who are you?" Fake amnesia. A staged accident. His mother, his mistress, and the family doctor—all in on it. They wanted me to walk away quietly. What I didn't know then was that walking away quietly was the kindest option on the table. The other one involved a car accident on a winding road and a funeral no one would question. Then Don Moretti's man handed me an envelope of cash on the sidewalk outside the apartment I no longer had a key to. "Start over somewhere comfortable," he said. "Far from San Francisco." I took the money. I didn't leave. I'm going to plan their wedding now. Gianna and Alex. The princess and the heir. And when I'm done, every chandelier, every centerpiece, every last napkin will be a monument to the worst mistake the Moretti family ever made. They thought they were giving me an exit. I'm building them a cage./1/104166/coverorgin.jpg?v=2578445dafd184d47f9e7f9c353d6fe5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
MY VIRGIN MAID
He hired a maid. What he got was a virgin. Now, he wants to ruin her-softly, slowly, completely. Eighteen and untouched, Christina never imagined her first job would land her in the mansion of a dangerously powerful billionaire. Bryce Alistair doesn't ask. He commands. And now, the innocent little maid is learning what it means to obey-one moan, one punishment, one wicked whisper at a time. Dark. Erotic. Addictive. She thought she was just cleaning his house. She didn't know she was walking into his cage. Christina is eighteen, broke, and desperate. Her first job lands her in the mansion of Bryce Alistair-a cold billionaire with eyes that strip her bare. He's older, richer, and terrifyingly magnetic. She tries to keep her distance, but her innocence draws him in like a flame. He doesn't want love. He wants obedience. And she's about to learn what it means to kneel. As their dangerous relationship deepens, lines blur between pain and pleasure, punishment and reward, fear, and yearning. But behind his sharp commands hides a man darker than she imagined-and she's about to discover that taming the virgin maid isn't just about breaking her body... It's about owning her completely/1/104479/coverorgin.jpg?v=fddc4551dd58a6540ed414f4510ecf2c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Capo's Scarred Wife: A Vicious Comeback
I was the Chicago Outfit's princess, and Luca and Matteo were my sworn protectors. We had mixed our blood at ten years old, promising that nothing would ever touch me. But that oath turned to ash the night Sofia Ricci aimed a Roman candle at my chest. The firework slammed into my shoulder, igniting my silk dress instantly. As I rolled on the concrete, screaming while the flames ate into my skin, I waited for my boys to save me. They didn't. Instead, I watched through the smoke as they rushed to Sofia. They wrapped their jackets—the ones meant to shield me—around the girl who had just set me on fire, comforting her because the "kickback" had scared her. They let me burn to keep her warm. When I woke up in the hospital with permanent scars, they brought me a letter of apology from her and defended her "accident." They even cut their palms to pay her debt, ignoring the fact that I was the one in bandages. That was the moment Elena Vitiello died. I didn't scream. I didn't beg. I simply packed my bags and defected to the one place they couldn't follow: the arms of Dante Moretti, the lethal Capo of New York. By the time they realized their mistake and came crawling back to beg in the rain, I was already wearing another man's ring. "You want forgiveness?" I asked, looking down at them. "Burn for it."/0/66152/coverorgin.jpg?v=c4e520856b600bc6181c69c08b1448b8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Legend Mafia Slave
Everything about trust, love and loyalty. Makidi was the Mafia Lord in search for trust and love but he could not find elsewhere than in a so called maid, her name is Mande. She is a girl that can keep secrets, she's confidential and we'll respected by anyone that comes her way, she's the Mafia slave and the legend in the story, when all hope seems defeated she's never defeated, when all hope is gone she's never gone, she remains like eternity in the midst of trouble and up's she stood her ground and acted like a hero and not a slave that she was supposed to be./1/118715/coverorgin.jpg?v=5a2b497ccc445dfcc2368002ab254b83&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Ultimate Regret: Losing His Shield
For five years, I was the underground lawyer and secret shield for Julian, the city's most ruthless Mafia Don. I managed his legitimate fronts and even washed his mother's blood off my hands during the turf wars. Then, an embossed wedding invitation slid across my desk. The gold-leaf name next to his was not mine, but Serena's—the innocent new associate he had ordered me to mentor. I hacked into his family's encrypted archives and uncovered a mafia blood pact. He had signed his life over to her family for weapons three years ago, right when he was promising to crown me as his Queen. He had been lying to me every single day since. When I confronted him with the printed proof, he didn't even look guilty. "The marriage is business," he told me coldly, demanding my obedience. "You are the woman I keep." I stared at the man I had bled for. I had lived in a suffocating safe house, keeping federal agents from his door, believing every lie he fed me. Yet to him, my five years of absolute devotion meant nothing. He just expected me to remain a secret mistress in a gilded cage while he paraded another woman around. I slapped him across the face and dropped my ironclad severance agreement on his desk. Then, I walked straight out and sent an encrypted engagement proposal to Silas Russo, his deadliest rival Don. This time, I was going to legally strip his empire bare./0/52699/coverorgin.jpg?v=77c54c2086d1c74b25913eb9ed594f39&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mafia Love Affair: From One Night To Forever
Alessandro Martini, once the play boy is changed in to a mature and responsible man, when took over the position of CEO of Martini Group, however, not many knows about his true identity of being an Italian mafia leader except those are involved. Being CEO and ruthless mafia leader his life is full of challenges because of his rivals on both sides, to make it worst his father demands an heir from him, he wouldn't have given a damn to his wish unless he was threatened by his own father on the positions he holds. Autumn is the ordinary girl, who struggled for making her career after she was ditched by her boyfriend four years ago, while crying out for his betrayal she happened to spend the night with stranger, someone whose identity she doesn't know. However, as time passes she was happy with her twin babies and her life until one day when kidnapping of her sons brought her face to face with their father, knowing his identity only scared her for her and her kid's life./1/104949/coverorgin.jpg?v=7965f014a2909df8b41e432fa0c14700&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Marrying The Ex-Fiancé's Ruthless Mafia Brother
My fiancé left me standing alone at the podium during our rehearsal dinner to rush to the side of a woman whose only illness was a desperate need for attention. He humiliated me in front of the heads of the Five Families, abandoning our alliance to scoop his "dying" mistress off the floor. I didn't cry. I didn't run. I walked straight to the head table, to the most terrifying man in the city—his older brother, the Don. "The Woodward family owes me a husband," I declared calmly. An hour later, I was married to the Capo dei Capi. But my ex-fiancé didn't accept his demotion. He kidnapped me, strapping me to a chair in a soundproof basement. For three days, he drained my blood pint by pint to "save" his mistress, Jaidyn, who watched me fade while she casually ate an apple. "Take another bag," she ordered, smiling at my agony. "She still has too much fight in her." As the cold crept up my chest and my vision blurred, I realized I was going to die for a lie, drained dry by a madman. Then, the steel door detonated. Through the smoke and debris walked my husband, not with a ransom, but with a serrated knife and a promise to burn them alive./1/113866/coverorgin.jpg?v=f1a3236cca4b2ce5918a65135739b4d3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrayed Heiress: Married To The Devil
I was tossed into a dark alley like rotting garbage, bleeding and grieving the child I had just lost. When I was finally brought back to my fiancé Angelo's penthouse, instead of comfort, I was met with absolute disgust. His family declared me "unclean" after the kidnapping. Angelo coldly announced he was burying the scandal by marrying my sweet, innocent cousin, Carissa. When we were alone, Carissa stood over my bed, her voice dripping with venomous delight. "My father arranged the kidnapping. And now, Angelo and I can finally be together." Before I could react, she forced a silver letter opener into my hand, deliberately stabbed her own shoulder, and let out a bloodcurdling scream. Angelo stormed in, struck me across the face, and gathered a sobbing Carissa into his arms, looking at me with absolute revulsion. The family matriarch appeared at the door, her cold eyes sweeping over the scene before she gave a chilling order to the maids. "Clean this up." They pinned me down and brutally drove the blade directly into my chest. I choked on my own blood, staring at the man who had promised me the world as he turned his back, calling my murder a "mercy." As my heart beat its final agonizing rhythm, I made a silent vow to the shadows that if there was a next life, I would have my vendetta. When I opened my eyes again, there was no blood, only the soft silk of my nightgown. I had returned to the day before my eighteenth birthday. This time, I wouldn't play the desperate victim. I was going to ally with the Devil of Chicago and burn them all to the ground./0/62242/coverorgin.jpg?v=5e40d87bc9220c71a42650cc9ea9b8db&imageMogr2/format/webp)
MAFIA SUDDEN BRIDE
It all began years ago when Cassandra father, Marco Lopez had sign off a marriage deal with Anthony King. The deal says that Marco daughter, Cassandra will get married to Anthony son, Francis King. Years went by and the kids involve in this marriage deal grew up. Francis King grew up to be a handsome, powerful man. He took over the reign of his father Mafia group and to fulfil his late father wish. Francis seek out Cassandra to marry her just like his father wanted. But Cassandra didn't want the marriage and in order to get out of it, she and her mother lied to Francis. Making him believe that their maid Flora Martin is Cassandra, the bride he intend to get married to. Unknown to poor Flora, Cassandra and her mother ask her to deliver a parcel to someone in Italy. Not being able to refuse and happy about having her first trip out of the country, Flora agreed to go. But what she didn't expect on her arrival is a man waiting for her to arrive so he can marry her. __________ "What did you just say?" Flora ask, starring at the handsome devil in front of her. "I don't repeat myself twice" "Well you will have to repeat it cause there's some mistake somewhere" Flora said, moving past him but he caught her by the waist and drew her to him. A gasp left Flora lips as she stare into his green eyes. "There's no mistake sweetheart, you are getting married to me today and that's the truth" _________ How do you think Flora will get out of this one? Will she be able to prove that she's not Cassandra? How do you think Francis will take it when he finds out that there is a man in Flora's life already?/1/104480/coverorgin.jpg?v=fa9e04256337426735bbcb3ed3c2a5aa&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late: The Innocent Traitor I Destroyed
I walked out of the federal penitentiary with a terminal cancer diagnosis and exactly six months to live. Desperate for money to pay for a sky burial, I returned to the Vitiello family, the people who now wanted me dead. Dante, the man I had loved since childhood, looked at me with pure hatred. He thought I was the monster who killed his mother. He didn't know I had confessed to a crime I didn't commit to hide the ugly truth—that she had taken her own life. To punish me, Dante became cruel. He forced me to work as a servant, making me stand guard outside his bedroom door while he was intimate with his fiancée, Sofia. When the estate caught fire, I didn't hesitate. I ran into the inferno. I dragged Dante to safety, my back burning as debris fell on me, scarring me forever. But when he woke up, I hid in the shadows and let Sofia take the credit. I couldn't let him feel indebted to a "murderer." I thought that was the worst of it. I was wrong. On the eve of his wedding, Sofia had an accident and needed a blood transfusion. I was the only match. Dante didn't know my body was already shutting down. He didn't know my blood was poisoned with cancer markers. "Take it all," he roared at the doctors, ignoring my frail, trembling body. "Just save my wife." I died on that table, drained dry to save the woman who stole my life. It wasn't until the monitor flatlined that his right-hand man finally threw a file onto Dante's lap. "She didn't kill your mother, Dante. And she didn't just leave town. You just executed the only person who ever truly loved you."/1/104950/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260108185927&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Tortured Wife To Mafia Queen
I posted a photo of baby shoes to celebrate my pregnancy. Two hours later, my husband was holding jumper cables. Kaeden, the Mafia Capo who swore to protect me, stood under the buzzing fluorescent lights of the basement. He didn't look like the man who brought me vanilla lattes. He looked like a monster. His "fragile" childhood friend, Clemmie, had convinced him that my innocent post was a signal to our enemies. "Discipline," Kaeden muttered, refusing to look at my weeping face. "She needs to learn the cost of her voice." He ordered low voltage—just enough to scare me. But the moment he walked out the door, unable to watch, Clemmie smiled. "He's not coming back for you," she whispered. She cranked the dial all the way to the right. She didn't just want to teach me a lesson. She wanted to stop my heart so she could harvest it for herself. And my husband had already signed the release forms. But they made one mistake. They left the cleanup to Alois, the family's most ruthless Enforcer. He didn't bury me. He saved me. Now, while Kaeden cries over a fake grave, consumed by guilt, I am watching from the shadows. Daria Burris died in that chair. The woman who survived is coming for blood./0/75227/coverorgin.jpg?v=f9543efff83734cc221f7b8fb2c1e233&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Vincenzo Obsession
Anya has spent her whole life feeling trapped-by her sad past, a weird illness, and her evil uncle who now wants to sell her to a ruthless mafia boss. Freaked out, she runs away-only to end up right in the hands of the very guy she was trying to escape. Vincenzo is cold, scary, and everyone fears him. But instead of hurting her, he keeps her safe. As they start figuring out all the lies and betrayals around them, Anya realizes she's tired of being weak. She's done running-it's time to fight back. Anya has to face everything she's been running from. Her past. Her fears. And the truth about who she really is. Will she finally break free, or will the darkness win in the end?/1/116370/coverorgin.jpg?v=bf322c4b942f76e016e168abe615c038&imageMogr2/format/webp)
