Login to ManoBook
icon 0
icon TOP UP
rightIcon
icon Reading History
rightIcon
icon Log out
rightIcon
icon Get the APP
rightIcon
Vows of the Mafia King

Vows of the Mafia King

Veronica lodge

5.0
Comment(s)
View
20
Chapters

In the shadowed canals of Venice, where power and betrayal go hand in hand, Isabella Frost is forced into a dangerous pact to save her family from ruin. An arranged marriage to the infamous Noah Bennett, the ruthless mafia king, is her only salvation and her greatest curse. Noah is as lethal as he is captivating, a man who holds the city in his iron grip and hides his pain behind a mask of control. To him, Isabella is a pawn in a high stakes game of vengeance and dominance. But the more he tries to keep her at arm's length, the more she unravels the man beneath the monster. As passion ignites between them, secrets long buried rise to the surface. Isabella discovers her family's dark connection to the tragic past that fuels Noah's thirst for revenge, forcing her to choose between loyalty and the dangerous love she can't deny. But in a world ruled by blood and betrayal, love is a double edged sword, and the lines between savior and destroyer blur. When the truth comes to light, will Isabella and Noah survive the ultimate betrayal or will their love burn them both to ashes?

Chapter 1 1

The sound of her heels clicking against the marble floor echoed through the grandiose hallway, every step a reminder of the decision she had no choice but to make. Isabella Frost kept her chin high, her icy-blue eyes betraying no emotion as she approached the gilded doors at the end of the corridor. The weight of her father's desperate plea still clung to her like a heavy cloak.

"Save us, Isabella. You're the only one who can."

She had wanted to scream at him, demand why it had to be her. Why she was being offered as a sacrificial lamb to a man who thrived on fear and bloodshed. But instead, she had nodded, swallowing her resentment like poison, and donned the elegant black dress that now clung to her like armor.

The two guards stationed by the doors didn't bother asking her name. Her presence was expected. One of them opened the door without a word, and Isabella stepped into the lion's den.

The room was dimly lit, the glow from a crystal chandelier casting fractured light over the polished wood floors and antique furniture. The air was thick with the scent of expensive cigars and danger.

And there he was.

Noah Bennett sat at the head of the long mahogany table, a glass of whiskey in his hand, his dark eyes sharp as a predator's. He was every bit as intimidating as the rumors claimed-tall, broad-shouldered, and dressed in a tailored black suit that hinted at power and ruthlessness. His jet-black hair was combed back, exposing a chiseled jawline and lips that looked like they could whisper promises or deliver death sentences with equal ease.

He didn't rise to greet her. Instead, he leaned back in his chair, his gaze roaming over her with a slow, deliberate intensity that made her skin prickle.

"So," Noah said, his voice smooth as silk but laced with something dangerous, "this is the Frost family's last desperate move."

Isabella's jaw tightened, but she refused to flinch. She crossed the room with measured grace and stopped a few feet from the table, meeting his gaze with a defiance she knew would amuse him.

"This isn't desperation," she said evenly. "It's strategy."

His lips curved into a cold smile. "Is that what you tell yourself to sleep at night?"

She hated the way his voice seemed to curl around her, as if testing her resolve. She forced herself to stand taller, refusing to let him see the crack in her armor.

"I'm here because you demanded it," she said. "Let's not pretend this is my choice."

Noah chuckled, a low, dangerous sound that sent a shiver down her spine. He set his glass down and leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table.

"Choices are a luxury in our world, Miss Frost. Surely you've learned that by now."

She bristled but said nothing. The tension in the room was palpable, a silent battle of wills playing out between them.

Finally, Noah gestured to the chair across from him. "Sit."

For a moment, she considered refusing, just to see how far she could push him. But the memory of her father's pale, desperate face was a sobering reminder of what was at stake. She lowered herself into the chair, keeping her posture rigid and her expression carefully neutral.

"I assume your father explained the terms of our arrangement," Noah said, his tone conversational, as if they were discussing business over coffee and not the fact that she was about to become his unwilling bride.

"He did," she said curtly.

"And you agreed."

"I didn't have much of a choice."

Noah's dark eyes glinted with amusement. "I like your honesty. It's refreshing."

"I'm not here to impress you," she snapped before she could stop herself.

His smile widened, but there was no warmth in it. "You already have."

The words hung in the air between them, heavy with implication. Isabella clenched her fists in her lap, her nails digging into her palms.

"What do you want from me?" she demanded, her voice colder than she intended.

"Many things," Noah said, his gaze boring into hers. "But for now, your obedience."

Her stomach churned, but she refused to let him see her fear. "And what do I get in return?"

He leaned back in his chair, studying her with a predator's patience. "Your family's debts will disappear. Your father will keep his life. And you...you'll gain my protection."

"Protection from what?"

"From everyone who would love to see the Frost family wiped off the map," he said casually, as if discussing the weather. "You've made enemies, Isabella. Powerful ones. Marrying me will shield you from them."

"And if I refuse?" she asked, though she already knew the answer.

Noah's smile disappeared, replaced by a look that sent a chill down her spine. "You won't."

The silence that followed was deafening. Isabella felt as though the walls were closing in on her, the weight of her decision suffocating. But she couldn't back out now. Not when her family's survival depended on it.

"You may have forced me into this," she said finally, her voice trembling despite her best efforts, "but don't think for a second that I'll let you control me."

Noah's eyes darkened, and for a moment, she thought she saw a flicker of something-respect, perhaps?-in his gaze. But it was gone as quickly as it appeared.

"We'll see about that," he said softly, his tone both a promise and a warning.

Before she could respond, the door opened, and a man in a gray suit stepped inside. He was tall and wiry, with sharp features and a clipboard in hand.

"Everything is ready, Mr. Bennett," the man said.

Noah nodded, rising to his feet. He extended a hand to Isabella, his expression unreadable. "Shall we?"

Her heart pounded as she stared at his outstretched hand. She wanted to run, to scream, to do anything but take it. But she couldn't.

She reached out and placed her hand in his, the contact sending a jolt through her. His grip was firm, his skin warm against hers.

As he led her toward the door, she felt as though she were walking toward her own execution.

But one thought kept her moving forward: she might have been forced into this marriage, but she wouldn't let Noah Bennett break her.

Continue Reading

Other books by Veronica lodge

More

You'll also like

The 5-time Rejected Gamma & the Lycan King

The 5-time Rejected Gamma & the Lycan King

Stina‘s Pen
4.9

COALESCENCE OF THE FIVE SERIES BOOK ONE: THE 5-TIME REJECTED GAMMA & THE LYCAN KING BOOK TWO: THE ROGUES WHO WENT ROGUE BOOK THREE: THE INDOMITABLE HUNTRESS & THE HARDENED DUKE *** BOOK ONE: After being rejected by 5 mates, Gamma Lucianne pleaded with the Moon Goddess to spare her from any further mate-bonds. To her dismay, she is being bonded for the sixth time. What’s worse is that her sixth-chance mate is the most powerful creature ruling over all werewolves and Lycans - the Lycan King himself. She is certain, dead certain, that a rejection would come sooner or later, though she hopes for it to be sooner. King Alexandar was ecstatic to meet his bonded mate, and couldn’t thank their Goddess enough for gifting him someone so perfect. However, he soon realizes that this gift is reluctant to accept him, and more than willing to sever their bond. He tries to connect with her but she seems so far away. He is desperate to get intimate with her but she seems reluctant to open up to him. He tries to tell her that he is willing to commit to her for the rest of his life but she doesn’t seem to believe him. He is pleading for a chance: a chance to get to know her; a chance to show her that he’s different; and a chance to love her. But when not-so-subtle crushes, jealous suitors, self-entitled Queen-wannabes, an old flame, a silent protector and a past wedding engagement threaten to jeopardize their relationship, will Lucianne and Xandar still choose to be together? Is their love strong enough to overcome everything and everyone? Or will Lucianne resort to enduring a sixth rejection from the one person she thought she could entrust her heart with?

Begging His Billionaire Ex Back

Begging His Billionaire Ex Back

Rashmi
5.0

Looking at the divorce papers my lips curled up into a mocking smile. 'How big fool I am? How can I think that he will give a chance to this marriage? How can I forget that I was nothing more a tool in his eyes to vent his anger until his beloved Tara is back. Since, she was back, how can he let me stay there?' "After you will sign these papers, you will receive 100 million dollars as alimony." the lawyer added. Because of his words, I came back to my senses took the pen from him, and signed the name. I have also gotten exhausted from this marriage both physically and mentally. Even though I had wanted my child to be born into a complete family, I didn't want my child to have a stepmother and live miserably like me for the rest of his life. After taking the papers from my hand, the lawyer gave me the bank card, turned around, and was about to leave when he paused at the door. He then turned around and added, "Mr. Carter said that he hoped that you won't pester him, or you have to bear the consequences." The lawyer's words were like a knife stabbing in my heart, but I still nodded. Anyway, I also don't plan to have anything to do with him anymore. I just want to live a good life with my children. After the lawyer left, the ward fell into silence. I placed my hand on my belly and said to my children, "Baby, I am sorry, Mommy can't give you a complete family! But I promise you, I will do my best to give the love of both mother and father." 'As for giving one of my child, I will never do that. They are my babies and my alone. I and I will give birth to all of them and raise them no matter what.' Four Years Later... Anya came back to the country with her three kids, to inherit the company left by his grandfather...

Chapters
Read Now
Download Book