Alessia Ferrari is the Don of the Italian Mafia. Whip-smart and dangerous, she is a woman in a man's world, surviving against all odds. Born and raised to become a lethal killer, even the ground she walks on bows at her feet. She has it all, until that is, her father gives her hand away in marriage. Ace Hernandez is the boss of the American Mafia. He's a cold cruel hearted monster. He knows the game all too well and does whatever it takes to win and if that means breaking someone, he could do that with his eyes closed. Fate is vicious when the two are forced to marry. Will two monsters find solace in each other's arms or will they kill each other? ---------------------------- "I don't recall signing up for strip poker." She replied. Her full lips frowned softly but her eyes were filled with amusement. She knew she couldn't beat me, not at this game. "Are you quitting? Are you a quitter?" I mocked getting under her skin. Her lips twitched before she pursed them tightly. The blues of her eyes deepened and she threw me a dangerous smirk. She shuffled and pulled off one of her sandals. Fuck. So we're doing this the long way. She raised it in the air, dangling it off her finger before tossing it aside. She raised a brow at me, she challenged me. I knew I got under her skin. Just as I had anticipated. -------------------------- BE AWARE: Trigger warnings: MATURE CONTENT 18+ (SMUT) SWEARING VIOLENCE/GUN VIOLENCE SELF HARM/SUICIDE (REFERENCES) EXPLICIT LANGUAGE REFERENCES TO RAPE SMOKING/ALCOHOL/DRUGS BLOOD/DEATH/GORE ©️ All rights reserved ™️ The Walnut Tree BOOK ONE OF THE MAFIA SERIES

After unknowingly saving a mafia boss from a botched bank robbery, Kiara accepts an offer to work for him as a translator, not realizing love may become part of the package. ***** Though Kiara Payne may be a genius when it comes to languages, what she knows of the real world largely comes from books and movies. But after foiling a robbery on her first day as a bank teller, Kiara finds herself thrust into a world of danger, her life resting in the hands of the infuriatingly sexy Italian mafia boss Milo Di Vaio. In exchange for her safety, Kiara agrees to serve as Milo's translator, accompanying him across Europe as he tries to clean up the mess his late brother left behind and save the reputation of the Di Vaio crime family. Cold, ruthless, and sinfully beautiful, Milo is hard to resist but even harder to love. As tensions rise and secrets are spilled, Milo and Kiara are both forced to question everything they thought they knew. Does love outweigh loyalty? And if so, is it worth dying for? [[Word count: 100,000 - 150,000]] Content/trigger warning: Contains mature themes and violence

"𝐆𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬." 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐬. 𝐇𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐈 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐇𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐒𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐛𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐝." - 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟗 𝐨𝐟 𝐁𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐨 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐆𝐢𝐚𝐝𝐚 𝐁𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝟏𝟖, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐨 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐞. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 "𝐃𝐨𝐧" 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫? 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐁𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐨 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚...

Sophia Marino lived with her aunt in America since she was 7, her mom died when she was still a baby and she would visit her family during holiday. Now twenty four working a boring office job she went clubbing one night to relax and get laid. She got laid, but she also got pregnant by one of the most ruthless men out there, Russian mafia leader Vasily Petrov. She was his the moment he saw her goofing around on the dance floor and brought her to his hotel room, the pregnancy part was just more motivation to get her, not that he would have backed down or needed extra motivation to have her. Like every other mafia man, he got what he wanted no matter what he had to do *Warning - violence, swearing, mature I guess*

"If you think a night is all you are going to be on my bed under me. Little one! How wrong are you." She gulped not trusting her ears that hear what her brute of a husband said. He pulled her close to him breathing on her little face tingling her lips trembled. Her eyes wide in disbelieve. She turned beetroot red thinking of all that had transpired between them. She was sore all over her body. "But that was a mis... mistake and we should not repeat it again." He chuckled pushing the lock of her dark hair behind her ear leaving a tingling sensation on her ever sensitive nape. He closed the distance and brought his lips to her already bruised nape sucking the same spot making it darker. She couldn't hold in her moan and let out a desperate cry. "We. will. not. repeat. the. same. again. coz He said in between kisses she was brought back to reality, his words not making any sense to her. He pulled the sheet away which covered her naked self. Trailing his calloused fingers gently down to her... "We will do so much more and so much new things you've never experienced. You got so much to catch up with and this husband of yours will take the honour to do it all." She blushed and also a tingle went down her sore v*****. There was this saying about her husband. 'Ricardo Wilde never went back on his words.' She was going to experience it all and learn so much more. This arranged marriage and all that came with was indeed too much for her, starting from her husband.

"You might be feared by others, but it doesn't work with me. I don't care about your little mob job." "Sasha, I'm warning you," he said through gritted teeth. "Sorry, Daddy," I said jokingly. Christophe was livid before, but when I called him that, I saw lust in his eyes. Christophe reached down and wrapped his hand around my throat. I looked into his eyes and bit my plumped bottom lip. "Is this what you want? Do you like making me mad?" When I smirked, he turned me around then pushed me up against the wall. "Answer me," he demanded. * Sasha Harris is a fiery 20-year-old who is looking to have fun in her last year of college. She's used to being in control of everything, but that's until she runs into Christophe Miller, the son of one of the most feared mob bosses. Christophe is ruthless and domineering. Once these two dominants meet, they can't help the passion that they have for each other, but they are sure to clash. **Mature Content** Cover made by _saharaa3

First story in the 'Mafia' series My hand lowered in horror. I had just hit him. I just fucking hit my "husband", the fucking mafia boss. He glared at me with a passion and I knew I was gonna die, wife or not. *•*•*•*• At the age of ten Emma Russo is chosen as the future wife for thirteen year old Nikolai Ivanov, the future Russian mafia leader, without each others say. So that the Italians and Russian's could unite. They've known each other their whole life but two years before Emma's eighteenth birthday they are forbidden to see each other for unknown reasons. But exactly one week after Emma's birthday they are to be wed. Nikolai is now cold and mean. Emma is still kind and stubborn. As soon as their wed, they immediately neglect each other but they have to stay married for both family's sake. This is, Mrs. And Mr. Mafia

The bell above the entrance door rung, indicating someone had walked in. "We're closed," I called as I swung my head around to face the door. I froze when I saw a tall tan handsome man dressed in an all-black suit standing by the entrance, power and dominance radiating off of him. I closed my mouth quickly when I realised I was staring with my mouth agape. "I was just wondering where Mr Santiago is?" He asked, an Italian accent lacing his voice. I stared at him for a few a seconds needing time to process that this Italian god was actually standing in front of me, before getting a hold of myself and answering him. ~~~~~ #1 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 #20 𝐦𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 #2 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧 #8 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 #3 𝐠𝐮𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 #12 𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 #10 𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬 #137 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐭 #44 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 #2 gangs

Revenge. I'm familiar with it. You have to be when you're the firstborn son of a notorious mafia leader. Death and vengeance have been the very foundations of my life. So who in their fucking mind would be stupid enough to cross me? My brother and I have been wrongfully convicted of a crime we didn't commit. We know who is behind this. We bid our time behind bars, planned and prepared for the day we got out. Now we're free and hungry for redemption. I know what must be done. I know whose blood will be spilled. But before I go after him, I'll go after his daughter. I never said I play fair. *Book one in the Marino Brothers Duet. Rated 18+ due to explicit language, sex, and violence.*

[18+] smut warning Isabella Suárez When her father passes A 21 year old mafia princess, still new to this lifestyle, is set to marry her worst enemy with whom she has some dangerous history with, In order for there to be peace upon families. Marcello Rossi 29 year old Marcello Rossi, a ruthless and cold blooded mafia don with many secrets is set to marry the beautiful Isabella Suárez who isn't quite fond of him. ------------------------------ "Bella" He warned "I won't hesitate to bend you over my desk and fuck you so hard you pass out" His hand still attached to my neck "Then don't hesitate Marcello" Book 1 of the Rossi series Highest rankings #1 brat #8 degrading #12 italian #26 enemies to lovers #12 mafia