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Married to the Mafia's broken son

Married to the Mafia's broken son

Author: Amelia E.
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Chapter 1 The deal made in blood

Word Count: 1395    |    Released on: 16/04/2025

eel at ease. It was the kind that screamed. The kind that smelled like blood and regret. The k

ry, figl

as a man who'd once walked through gunfire to save his empire. The kind o

t meant the kind of sorry tha

d. I already knew. But I

lass of whiskey. The bottle was half-empty, and judging by

t have a

lls

ht to keep myself from unraveling. The dark oak panels of the room had witnessed many things

nd? If we don't give them something, Luciano wil

the name. Lu

n't just their heir. He was their monster. Cold. Vicious. Rumors said he hadn't smiled since his fiancé

as going to

up like a damn s

down too hard. "A way to keep us from bleedin

Because it sure as hel

hysically hurt him. "It's done. Signe

, as if I'd been p

safe, bella. The Moret

en know what that word means. You're delivering me to a man wh

ed. "You'll do th

oss. Loyalty was our legacy. And I w

legacy ha

t want

venge. Bloo

nd the old men smiled like they'd just signed a p

l," someone mut

dn't

of me-black ink on white paper.

walking into. I didn't ask for her. Didn't want her. But when her father crawled on his knees, offering he

lsh

e devil in me. Make me feel again. Prove that I could sti

te for

aper with a fl

sea

n, no w

ldn't

anded to a man known for b

lights blurring through the tears I refused to let fall. Tom

t like it didn't be

led it a

lt more l

ng sun fe

y reflection in the mirror looked like a stranger-haunted eyes, tremblin

on the hook beside the doo

ck

ked, but I d

anna's voice came thro

i

way of numbing you, and I floated through the motions like a marionette. Ha

wn eyes in th

vanishing b

a wife to the ma

like a prisoner waiti

tting side-by-side. Every pair of eyes on me. Waiting to see if the rumors were true

t not

e doors opened a

g anchoring her to this world. Her face was unreadable, lips tight, but her eye

rest

cted a

t a

was be

e way that in

harp jaw. But it was his eyes-empty and ice-cold-that truly chilled me. He l

o

t need

wasn'

guests, the hush of weapons beneath suits, and

take t

o

do

d it anyw

that, I became

ed more like a cu

ar-no, it wasn't that. She was furious

pecte

t didn't m

ld. My father had spared no expense for the wedding reception, but I didn't even

wer

n the back seat, her ring gl

said finally, without looking

play wife, More

ly. "Good. I d

te was colder th

I was shown to a lavish bedroom by a housekeeper who didn't make eye contact.

ht came and wen

't come

k in my direction

o

ve bed and whispered a s

chained

will no

urpri

tics. No attempts

like she d

sharp wit she barely kept in check. The way she

't afrai

shou

man she ju

already

... is c

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