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Until death  by pigpigpig12345
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Indigo knightly is the top assassin in her families mafia After a very traumatic kidnapping at a young age she vowed to learn to protect herself and she did, now shes a deadly weapon with a pretty face who will stop at nothing to get what she wants and what she wants is certainly not to marry Greyson King the heir to the American mafia Greyson King is as cold as they come, he murders without regret and is known for his unmerciful ways. Although he loves his family and would do anything for them. What happens when the two are forced together in an arranged marriage that neither of them want or care for in the slightest. Will the hatred they have for each other blossom into something more or will they remain enemies until death <><><><<><<<><><<><><><><> "I'm in love with you indigo knightly" his voice is so raw with emotion and his beautiful grey eyes are swirling with truth but i can't bring myself to believe him. I'm willing myself so desperately to say it back, because I really am in love with him too but it's like I'm frozen. "Prove it" the words are out my mouth before I can think about what I'm saying He looks taken back for a second but then in front of our families, our enemies, our friends, he lowers himself to the ground infront of me and kneels at my feet
My Switched wife by SheWrites_MafiaLoves
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"Married to the Wrong Milan" Zavian Moretti - a name that sends shivers down the spine of Italy's underworld. Cold. Calculated. Dangerous. Today, he was supposed to marry Kiara Milan, a glamorous model and a perfect match for the mafia king in the eyes of the world. But fate had other plans - she vanished hours before the wedding, leaving chaos behind. To save the family name, the Milans replaced her in secret... With Rhea Milan - the wild card. Not a model. Not feminine. Not interested. Rhea is the opposite of everything Zavian expected - a tomboy with the shortest hair knotted back, dressed in a white hoodie, jacket, pants, and boots. No makeup. No fuss. Just raw beauty and a dangerously calm attitude. She wasn't born to be a bride. But she walks into the wedding like a silent storm. While the mafia world watches in stunned silence, Rhea? She's near the dessert table, stuffing her face with sweet treats - completely unaware that she just became Mrs. Moretti. If you want to find her... Just follow the smell of sugar.
𝑻 𝑯 𝑬   𝑵 𝑨 𝑵 𝑵 𝒀  (18+) by erensgf0712
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𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫.
Caged By Him by moonchild80
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"WHY CAN'T YOU GET IT INSIDE YOUR HEAD?" He trapped my trembling body between his arms and slammed his fist into the wall. I flinch at the sound as I feel tears forming in my eyes. "I'M SICK AND TIRED OF YOUR CRYING. JUST ACCEPT THE FACT THAT YOU'RE NEVER LEAVING. THIS IS YOUR LIFE NOW, WITH ME" He spits, anger consuming his voice as I push myself further against the wall. Shutting my eyes closed and turning my face to the side as I do. Moments later, I feel his rough hand on my waist and his finger grazing my cheek. "Look at me, love." His hand grips onto my jaw, his thumb playing across my lower lip. He turns my face to meet his as I lower my gaze to the floor. He lowers himself to my level and I feel his breath fanning my cheek causing my breathing to become unsteady. "I love you so much, darling. But you need to learn. You need to learn that you won't be going anywhere. You're mine." With that being said, his other hand slides down to my waist "Your entire body, your mind, your soul. All mine." All I could do was tremble at his touch. How can someone so beautiful be so heartless? ~~~~~~~~~~ All a 19 year old Aurora Shaw wanted to do was work to make a living and volunteer at the orphanage. Unfortunately for her, ruthless and cunning 26 year old Mafia leader and billionaire Tristan Black had other plans for her. He's been waiting for the perfect moment to kidnap her and finally make her his queen after 2 years of watching and stalking her every move. He'd kill anyone who gets in the way of getting what he wants. What will happen when he ruins everything she wanted and forces her to marry him? Will she escape and resist him? Or will she submit and accept her fate?
Insanity by sincerlybookly
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To the world, Allena Draknos is a cold, teenage model who doesn't care about anything or anyone. In reality, she's trying to protect herself and younger sisters from the wrath of their abusive uncle. To the world, Luca Romano, is Italy's golden boy. Rich, good looking, everything a girl wants. In reality he's the heir to a mafia he doesn't even want, and under control of his strict father. The two don't have much in common except for two things: the fear of arranged marriage, and a disdain for each other. But, if they want to save themselves and the people they care about they have to push that aside and convince the entire world they're dating. EXCERPT "There's no harm in holding in this out, at least until the threat of an arranged marriage passes." He argues. "I can't decide what happens to my future until I'm eighteen, and legally get my inheritance. That's months from now." I retort. "And I can't decide until the business gets handed over to me in a few months." Luca adds. "We keep this up until then, and then we break it off." "And what happens when they ask why we aren't engaged?" I ask. "They won't. We just need it to last for a little." He continues. "Plus, we'd barely have to see each other. I'd be in Italy, and you'd be here. Occasionally we can be seen together, for the press and our family." "They'll read right through us." I mumble. "Only if we let them." "This is insane." I whisper. "Well, then what do you say, bellissima? Want to go to insanity with me?"