Join Ava Sophie Marcus on her journey of being the MAFIA DON's wife. Ava is your regular twenty almost twenty-one-year-old girl, she lived with her mom, a verbally abusive father, and her two younger siblings in a small town just outside Seattle. She's the perfect description of beauty, unknowingly to her though or she just won't admit it. As they said every girl had their fantasy sequences, and Ava was not excluded. She always dream her Prince charming will come and sweep her off her feet, not that she would say it out loud. But what would she do when the Don of all Mafia wants her to be his wife in exchange for her father's debt, would she be able to cope with being the Don's wife? or not. Vincenzo Isaac Alfonso, a name that made everyone on earth shiver in fear. Vincenzo is a thirty years old ruthless Mafia boss, he has everything any woman would dream of. devilishly handsome face, insanely awesome body women crave. lavishly rich. a multi-billionaire, almost a trillionaire if not already a trillionaire. He always got what he wants and no one, absolutely no one to question or stop him. Even though the government respected and fear him, the FBI steer clear of him because everyone is under him. He's a second God. He slays ruthlessly. What happened when the almighty Vincenzo Isaac Alfonso became attracted to the timid, gentle, and fragile Ava Grace Marcus and will stop at nothing to make her his wife? Will he have his way? The answer is, yes of course. without a fight, I might add. Read to know more AVAILABLE ON Dreame✓ Goodnovel✓ Joyread✓ Ireader✓ Moboreader✓

A Dark Mafia Romance The first time Damien Volkov saw him, the world slowed to a whisper. The boy-no, the young man-stood in the street , books clutched to his chest, dark lashes fluttering as he laughed at something his friend said. A softness surrounded him, something untouched by blood or power. I want him. The thought was immediate, absolute. Damien Volkov was a man who didn't ask. He took. The world bent to his will; cities crumbled at his command. He had killed without hesitation, built an empire on the bones of the weak. Love was nothing but a tool, a weakness he had burned out of himself long ago. His wife, his mistresses, his children-mere obligations. But Luca Ivanov? Luca, with his bright, intelligent eyes and that shy, hesitant smile? Luca, who had no place in Damien's world of blood and brutality? but would He would belong to him.? ---