The Mafia's Wife

The Mafia's Wife

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BOOK 2 IN THE FALICCI MAFIA SERIES I expected to kill him. Never, in my wildest dreams did I expect to fall in love with the head of the biggest Italian Mafia family in the world. To go from the Mafia's Captive, to the Mafia's Wife in less than a year. But finally having love and happiness has come at a price. My independence, my free will, my morals, have all been compromised because of him. And I never did mean to kill, to become a serial killer in my own right. But I suppose it's crazy what you'll do for love. Xavier Falicci never expected to fall in love with me; the police detective that he kidnapped to stop from getting him arrested and his empire crumbled. He never expected to save me, have me save him. Neither of us expected a marriage. Neither of us expected to have a ring on our fingers, and to be forever committed to each other. The Mafia Boss and the Police Detective, riding off into the mafia sunset together to live out our days spending the corrupt cash and leaving a trail of bodies behind us. But it isn't just the boss and the detective. There's an extra little one. One who will depend on me and Mr Mafia entirely, to love and protect through the shit storm of life. My perfect little family. My happily ever after. But, you know what they say; happily ever after's are just stories that haven't finished yet... EXTREME SEXUAL CONTEXT EXTREME STRONG LANGUAGE EXTREME VIOLENCE Hey lovelies! If you've read my first book; The Mafia's Captive, I hope you enjoyed it! If you haven't, I urge you to do it, but it isn't imperative in order to understand this book. I just hope that you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoy writing it. Some parts will be cute, some parts will be sad, other bits gritty. But hey, being the wife of the biggest Italian mobster around means life isn't exactly plain sailing. Updates will be weekly, enjoy! So please vote, comment, tell me what you think! Trailer link is in my bio! Love Carris xo
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DISCLAIMER THIS BOOK IS NOT A SLOWBURN, WROTE THIS YEARS AGO AND IT NEEDS EDITING. huge inconsistencies. Be warned and mindful. 𝐀 π‹πŽπ•π„π‹π„π’π’ πŒπ€π‘π‘πˆπ€π†π„ 𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐒 πˆππ“πŽ π’πŽπŒπ„π“π‡πˆππ† π”ππ€π•πŽπˆπƒπ€ππ‹π„ She wanted love. He wanted power. Aaliyah is forced to marry someone who she hasn't yet met, unwilling and disgusted at the thought she does everything in her power to get out of this future and stay with her boyfriend Zane, but her father makes sure she cannot avoid her fate. Killian Knight was nothing but a cruel, ruthless man who didn't care for anyone's life. When he found out he was marrying Aaliyah, he didn't fight it and only did it to become don. She was nothing but a convenience to him and to her, he was her downfall. Nothing could stop this from happening, the marriage and what happens in the future will be unstoppable. She will try to run, and he will chase. A destined future for the two. Killian will do anything to become leader of the Italian mafia, and Aaliyah will do anything to run from the killer that is Killian. But soon, love is in the air and both of them try to deny it, try to run away from their feelings and refuse to come to terms with it. But fate has other plans for these two, unavoidable and inescapable fate. Quote : You are like a rose, so beautifully tempting but the second I came within your space, I was pricked by your sharp, cruel thorns. You drowned me in your toxins, like you were a drink of poison that I kept drinking even when my own heart couldn't take it. You were an ocean that sank me in sorrows. Like the sun, you burned me and left unhealed wounds on my skin, blinding me with your beauty just to leave me reduced to burnt ashes.

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