Giss Vargas
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Annulled Love, Mafia's Fall: She Bulldozed All
Gavin On my wedding night, I made a vow to Liam Gallo, the most feared man in New York. "If you ever betray me," I whispered, "I will vanish from your life as if I never existed." He laughed, thinking it was a romantic promise. It was an oath.
Three years later, I discovered his betrayal. It wasn't just an affair; it was a public humiliation. His mistress, Ava, sent me photos of herself in my places, wearing jewelry he'd given me, taunting me with her presence in my life. And Liam let her.
The final blow came at our Hamptons estate. I saw them together, Liam and a triumphant, pregnant Ava, in front of his inner circle. He was choosing her, his pregnant mistress, over his injured wife, demanding I apologize for upsetting her.
In my own home, I was an obstacle. In my own marriage, I was a prop. The love I clung to for years finally died.
Ava's texts confirmed it all, including a picture of an ultrasound captioned "Our baby," and another of her wearing the necklace he named "Maya's Dawn."
So, on the morning after our anniversary party, I enacted my plan. I liquidated my assets, bulldozed the garden he planted for me, and served him divorce papers. Then, with a new identity, I walked out of the service exit and disappeared into the city, leaving the man who broke his vows to the wreckage of the life he destroyed. Sold To The Mafia Lord ( Mafia obsession)
Jhumie_Writes I was sold to pay off my father's debt. But instead of freedom, I found myself owned by a monster in a suit.
Emilia never expected her life to be torn apart overnight. Quiet, soft-spoken, and painfully naïve, she was handed over like a transaction, to the most feared Mafia Lord in the city. Lucien Moretti is powerful, ruthless, and cold as ice. He doesn't need her love, just her obedience.
But Emilia isn't prepared for the way his eyes burn when someone else touches her. Or the way her heart races when he lowers his walls, if only for a second.
Everyone says Lucien has no soul.
But monsters don't protect girls like her.
And they definitely don't bleed.
As secrets unravel and blood debts resurface, Emilia must decide: is Lucien her captor... or her only chance at survival?
In a world of betrayal and danger, she was sold to the devil.
But the devil might just be falling for her.
The Mafia King's Alluring Affection
Author Anika "No one can please you like I do, Amorina." He whispered against her lips. "Don't go to any other man unless you want to attend his funeral."
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Janet Corrigan left behind her life in New Orleans and ventured to Springfield in search of her father, who served as the Capo of the infamous Italian Mafia family. Unfortunately, she became a target for her father's adversaries and was abducted to be sold to the Russian mafia.
Just when she was about to give up hope of escaping the darkness, the future Mafia King appeared in her life like a knight in disguise.
Sebastian Genovese was arranged to marry Larisa Sherian, a mafia princess, to solidify his dominance and power. However, everything fell apart when Janet came into his life and completely derailed his plans.
Her allure was akin to a forbidden fruit, and his irresistible affection knew no bounds. She was his heaven in hell. But one fateful night, everything changed when Janet watched Sebastian ruthlessly murdering her father.
She realized her father's warnings about him were true and she vowed to destroy the Genovese family. In the dead of the night, Janet vanished, taking something precious from Sebastian Genovese: his unborn child.
Will destiny reunite them again, or is this the final chapter of their story? Find out for yourself!
Discarded Heiress: Reborn from Mafia Prison
Gavin Seven years ago, my fiancé, Don Dante Moretti, sent me to prison to take the fall for my adopted sister, Chiara. He called it a gift—a way to protect me from a worse fate.
Today, he picked me up from prison only to abandon me at my family's estate. His reason? Chiara was having another one of her "episodes."
My parents then informed me I'd be staying in the third-floor storage room, so as not to disturb the fragile girl who stole my life.
They celebrated her "recovery" with a lavish dinner party, while I was treated like a ghost. When I refused to join, my mother hissed that I was ungrateful, and my father called me jealous.
They assumed I couldn't understand their venomous whispers. But prison was my university. I learned Spanish. I understood every word.
It was then I realized I wasn't just a sacrifice; I was disposable. The love I once felt for all of them had turned to ash.
That night, in the dusty storage room, I logged onto an encrypted channel I'd set up years ago. A single message was waiting: "The offer stands. Do you accept?" My hands, scarred and steady, typed back, "I accept." Mafia Wife's Revenge: Unleashing My Fury
Gavin For five years, I lived a beautiful lie. I was Aliana Hughes, the cherished wife of the city's most feared Mafia Capo and the beloved daughter of the Don. I believed my arranged marriage had blossomed into love.
On my birthday, my husband promised me the amusement park. Instead, I found him there with his other family, celebrating the fifth birthday of the son I never knew he had.
I overheard their plan. My husband called me a "naive fool," a placeholder to legitimize his secret son. The ultimate betrayal wasn't his affair, but the sight of my own father's car parked across the street. My family wasn't just aware; they were the architects of my ruin.
Back home, I found the proof: a secret photo album of my husband's other family posing with my parents, and records showing my father had bankrolled the entire deception. They had even drugged me on weekends so he could play happy family.
The grief didn't break me. It turned into something cold and sharp. I was a ghost in a life that was never mine, and a ghost has nothing to lose.
I copied every damning file onto a USB drive. As they celebrated their perfect day, I sent a courier with my parting gift: a recording of their treachery. While their world burned, I walked toward the airport, ready to erase myself and start over. The Mafia's Possession: Every Breath She Takes
Empressknight1 At twelve years old, Zevran Ilvane was already a monster in the making. He was cold, Ruthless, and a psychopath.
But that all changes when his father kidnaps Vesper Grey Lysan and brings her home. Zevran takes one look at her, and she becomes the object of his obsessive devotion.
Broken but desperate to survive, Vesper is ready to do whatever it takes to escape her hell, so she manipulates Zevran's obsession to her advantage.
She gains his trust and promises to take him with her if he helps her escape. But she does not keep to her word. Instead, she kills his father with the weapon he gave her and runs, leaving Zevran bleeding and betrayed.
But the boy she betrayed didn't die-he became something far worse.
Ten years later, Zevran Ilvane is no longer a boy. He's a cold, calculating Mafia king, and he's been waiting. Watching. Planning.
Vesper owes him a promise.
And he intends to collect–with her body, her soul, and every breath she takes.
She used his love to escape him once. Now he'll use it to break her. The Syndicate's Ghost: Don's Forgotten Queen
Gavin For four years, I was the grieving wife of a mafia Don, drowning in the memory of our dead son. My husband, Eli, held me through it all. But a trip to the records office on the anniversary of our son's death revealed a devastating truth.
He had another son. A secret family. Worse, I discovered he was with his mistress the day our son died, having dismissed the security that could have saved him. He let me believe it was my fault.
When I tried to leave, he brought his mistress and their son into our home, framing me as a madwoman. His mother accused me of hurting the boy, and Eli punished me by locking me in a dark, flooding room—a cruel echo of our son's drowning.
To “cure” his new heir of my son’s “ghost,” they had my baby’s grave dug up. On a yacht, Eli held me down as his mistress emptied the ashes into the ocean.
Then they left me to die in the water. When I washed ashore, his mistress was waiting to deliver the final, soul-crushing blow. She hadn't scattered the ashes. She’d flushed them down a toilet.
I didn't want to escape him. I wanted to erase him. I found a neuroscientist with an experimental procedure and made my request: wipe the last ten years. I didn't want to leave my husband; I wanted to make it so he never existed at all. My Triplets' Daddy Is A Heartless Mafia
Itsme "It was just one night stand, and now I'm pregnant with triplets? Gosh!"
Josephine Jade never thought that she would have to run away from her own family while pregnant. She was alone, without money, without connections, with three fetuses in her stomach. How can she survive?
However, Josephine couldn't give up now, until she managed to reclaim her arbitrarily seized property and get back at everyone who tried to get rid of her.
A sick child, a past crush that comes back, a mysterious eccentric man, and a family that hates her, will weave together the journey of Josephine Jade's new life.
"You have no right to separate me from my children, you bastard! I will survive and you will submit to me. Just watch!" A Doctor's Fall, A Mafia Queen's Rise
Gavin My husband, a Mafia Underboss, built me a perfect life. I was the Chief Resident at a top hospital, the accomplished Dr. Falcone. But my world shattered when a woman brought her four-year-old son to my clinic.
The boy had a rare genetic allergy—one that runs only in my family. On his intake form, his father’s name was listed as "Emilio Thomas," my husband's secret middle name. Then, my husband’s voice came through the woman’s phone, and I saw him pick them up from my office window, a perfect, secret family.
That night, at our family's most important gala, the boy ran up to me, screaming, "You're the bad lady trying to take my daddy away!" The crowd turned on me, whispering that I was the other woman. On the boy's wrist was the custom bracelet I gave my husband on our first anniversary.
When I reached for it, Emilio shoved me. I hit my head on a table, and a sharp pain ripped through my abdomen as blood soaked my dress. I lost the baby I didn't even know I was carrying—the legitimate Moretti heir. My husband turned his back on me, leaving with his other family as I bled on the ballroom floor.
He never visited me in the hospital. His mistress, Hayden, did. She gloated that she’d planned it all, and that Emilio swore he'd never have another child after their son was born. I was just a barren, placeholder wife.
But this was more than a betrayal; it was a declaration of war. That night, I stared at two pink lines on a pregnancy test I’d taken before the gala. I was six weeks pregnant with the true Moretti heir, and now, I had a weapon.