Seraphic River
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Mafia Love Affair: From One Night To Forever
Mafia 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. You Are Not Alone
Romance "I didn't allow you to sit?"
"Well, you were taking too long to respond, and I don't have much time" he shrugged his shoulder at looked at the girl, who was huffing at him.
"Then why ask?" her stern voice made Khizar stare intently at her, her face still had sweat drops, and red cheeks because of anger, and hair strands were waving trying to touch her face, Khizar averted his eyes.
"Just a formality," he said nonchalantly.
Mahtaj fisted her hand, she subsides her urge to punch the man in his face, she turns herself and sits straight, watching Hunain playing with his mother.
Khizar pursed his lips at the attitude of the small girl.
"My name is Khizar and yours?" Khizar has watched this girl since he came and starts running, before sitting she was playing with the kid, and the girl attracted him, therefore, when he saw her sitting on the bench, he didn't waste his time approaching her. He must know her name and if possible, have her number. However, Mahtaj was already enraged at him, so when he asked her name, she looked at him with her eyes narrowed and her expression scornful. You might like
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." From Underworld to Crown
rabbit My fiancé, Richard Ahmed, had been unfaithful.
His mistress, Eva Marsh, sent me a provocative video.
In the video, Richard and Eva were passionately kissing, while his friends cheered loudly, "You two are perfect for each other. You should get married."
Richard's parents were holding Eva's hand, saying, "You're the only one we see as part of the family."
I let out a cold laugh and dialed the number of my father, the head of a criminal syndicate. "Get in touch with a team for me. I have a live stream event planned."
"Alright. The condition is that you return to Zlomont and become the new head of the Brooks Group." 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. A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD
Nooriva "Where do you think you're going, huh? You're mine now, Little Mouse. Get back in the house!" Vincenzo's voice boomed, sending chills down Victoria's spine as her world seemed to crumble.
Victoria Washington was shattered-betrayed by her boyfriend who dumped her the day before his wedding, to her sister. She was left humiliated, mocked by everyone. But fate had other plans for her.
She's broken, he's lost. She's full of fear, and he's the monster. Yet, somehow, he's her light while he remains in darkness.
Vincenzo Dante will stop at nothing to tarnish his family's name for forcing him into a marriage he never wanted. But what he doesn't realize is that his new wife is stronger than she seems-too broken to bend under his cruelty. But when love begins to bloom, and secrets start to unfold, what will happen next?
The Heiress My Husband Cast Away
Gavin My little brother’s heart monitor was screaming its final warning. I called my husband, Dante Volkov, the ruthless underworld king whose life I’d saved years ago. He had promised to send his elite medical team.
“I’m handling an emergency,” he snapped, then hung up. An hour later, my brother was dead.
I found out what Dante’s “emergency” was from his mistress’s social media. He had sent his team of world-class surgeons to deliver her cat’s kittens. My brother died for a litter of cats.
When Dante finally called, he didn't even apologize. I could hear her voice in the background, asking him to come back to bed. He even forgot my brother was dead, offering to buy him a new toy to replace the one his mistress deliberately crushed.
This was the man who had promised to protect me, to make my high school tormentors pay. Now, he was holding that very tormentor, Seraphina, in his arms. Then came the final blow: a call from the clerk's office revealed our seven-year marriage was a sham. The certificate was a forgery.
I was never his wife. I was just a possession he was tired of. After he left me to die in a car crash for Seraphina, I made one call. I texted a rival mob heir I hadn't spoken to in years: "I need to disappear. I'm calling it in." Betrayed Bride, Mafia Princess Rises
Gavin At my ten-week ultrasound, I was supposed to be celebrating the future of the Falcone family. I was Isabella Falcone, wife to the most powerful Don in the south.
But when the nurse called my name, the man who stood up beside his pregnant mistress was my husband.
In the sterile silence of that waiting room, he chose her. He later confessed he was being blackmailed by her family—a weakness that was a death sentence in our world. That night, he moved his mistress into our home, into my bedroom, and locked me away like a prisoner in the staff quarters. He wasn't imprisoning his wife; he was guarding an asset. He needed the legitimate heir I carried to save his crumbling empire.
His betrayal was absolute when his own mother and my adoptive parents arrived while he was away. They forced me to sign divorce papers, then told me they were taking me to a clinic. His mother pulled out a gun and pointed not at my head, but at my stomach.
"We're terminating this complication," she said coldly.
As they dragged me from the house, my world went dark. But through the haze, I saw a fleet of black cars blocking the gate. An army of men poured out, led by a face I had only ever seen in a photograph. Days earlier, locked in my room, I made a single phone call to the only man more powerful than my husband: my biological father, the head of the Chicago Outfit. And he had come to collect his daughter. 
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