She's high spirited, fearlessly reckless, and queen of being spontaneous. He's maleficent, selfish, callous, and a sinister gang leader. Put the two together? Hell on earth. No one has dared tested his authority. Until she came along. He's the epitome of danger. And danger is appealing. Especially to those with nothing to lose. ...................................................................... At a young age, he had to do something that completely stripped him of a normal childhood and changed him for life. He'd given up any personal contact, meaning his family and friends and scoffed at the idea of a girlfriend. He'd grown cold to the core and grew to be the strongest man he could be, and led the worlds strongest gang. Her entire existence was built in the shadows, never being able to play and act like a normal girl just like her classmates. Instead while they caught a football and danced, she fought relentlessly and tried to escape the grasps of her foster father. While the others showed off their bodies, she had to learn to cope with the scars that covered her from head to toe. When they returned to their mothers care, her sisters regained normality, she was left with trust issues, PTSD, and a desire to be normal. But she'd never be normal. She was the leader of New York's second strongest gangs' daughter. Just a week after moving to New York to be closer to her father, her life had been completely turned upside down when she laid eyes on Asher Storms. New York's youngest, and most vile gang leader to walk the streets. And her life did not change for the better. Everyone wants a piece of the gang leaders new girl. Even if that means going to extreme lengths to get what they want. This is the story of retribution against the gang leaders new girl; Noah Carson. • • • I am not the rightful owner of every word in here! A lot of songs, poem references etc. were made in this book! Credit goes to rightful owners !

"The rules for a Mafia wife were endless and strict. Once she entered into this life she would never be free. Women in the Mafia were first daughters, then wives, and then mothers; always under the control of a man, always expected to live up to their expectations." A woman who yields to no man, who cannot be obedient, is not made to be a Mafia wife. Liliana Fiorenza, the headstrong granddaughter of a Sicilian Mafia Don, was not made to be a Mafia wife. Yet, she is forced to return to America and marry the infamous and secretive D'Onofrio heir. Marcello D'Onofrio, the heir to the D'Onofrio legacy, has gained himself a reputation for being far more ruthless than his father ever was. He now sits at the head of one of the most powerful American Mafia families in New York, consumed entirely by his work. Until, that is, he is forced to take on a wife - one who fights him at every turn. TW: Contains violence, assault, depression, and covers the topic of suicide. COMPLETED / BEING EDITED

"It is your choice," he said, stepping so close to me that our lips were almost touching. "Either do what I say - or get another job." My heart stood still as I gazed up into his deep, dark, dangerous eyes... In a world where women's only role in life is to sit at home and look pretty, Lilly is determined to fight for her freedom. There's only one problem: a powerful man blocking her way.

[edited version of Doctor for the Mafia] Ila Archer was a doctor working at one of the best hospitals in New York. She loses her license and ability to practice due to, as punishment, taking full responsibility for the 'walking patient' incident. After a full month, Ila runs into the 'walking patient'. Knowing her situation caused by his actions, he offers a once in a lifetime opportunity. ----- "Look, you're a doctor-" He started. "Was." I corrected. "I was a doctor." "You can still be," he said, running his fingers through his dark hair. "Look, you can work for us, and I'll pay triple the amount you were earning at that lousy hospital." "Us?' I asked. Who was he? How exactly does he plan on paying me triple? He grabbed my wrist and pulled me inwards. My face inches away from his chest. With his free hand, he was gently tucking my hair behind my ear. His breath tickled my ear as he whispered two words that sent shivers down my back. "The Mafia."