Italian Mafia's Princess
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Ostatnia publikacja sob., lip 18, 2026
ARIUS DURANTE
"SPADE" The Ace of all who are born to rule.He is the Devil on earth & depiction of darkness.His raging ocean blue orbs alone can intimidate the toughest,his hard masculine physique is enough to scare the strongest and his voice that just commands everyone's attention.Manipulation and annihilation are his biggest virtues.He is so deep in the swamp of darkness that he has lost the touch to humanity.His dark aura and sharp brain orders everyone to bow down in front of him and that's "THE ITALIAN MAFIA KING" for you.
SITARA RATHORE
She is a boon for her kingdom. The purest soul and celestial beauty with kindness as her biggest trait.One of the most powerful Royal clan's only girl child having 3 knights in shining armor as her protectors.Her cheerfulness had its boundaries limited to the royal palace as she was an introvert for the outside world.Her innocence had to take the back seat as the royal politics demanded maturity.She is the epitome of grace and smiles like the shawl of stars that lit up the dark sky.That's "THE RATHORE PRINCESS" for you.
"Ask."He said to her while staring at her who is wrapping his wounded hand.
"what ?"She looked at him with her eyes reflecting all the innocence this world has.
"Anything you wish to."His intense gaze made her shiver a little.
"won't you answer if I don't ask ?"She surprised him with her words.
"I am IN the Italian Mafia."He answered her unasked question.
"IN the Italian Mafia or THE ITALIAN MAFIA."She stated this time looking straight into his eyes after gathering all of her courage & his breath struck in his chest looking at those pretty eyes of hers.
This made the man look at her with amusement which isn't new in her presence.She always makes him amused or speechless either with her words or with her actions.
"I AM THE ITALIAN MAFIA."His words made a beautiful smile carve on her lips & as always it never fail to quicken his heartbeat creating an illusion of cardiac arrest.
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She is the Queen
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The Assassins Kiss
His voice drops to a whisper, hot against my ear. "You're mine. No one else's." The words hit like a punch to the gut. I freeze for a moment, feeling the weight of them settle in the air between us. "No one will touch you like I will touch you. No one will look at you the way I do," he continues, his breath warm against my skin. "Because, princess, you are mine. And only mine." I pull back, the heat on my face rising as my body bristles with anger. "Excuse me?" I snarl, meeting his eyes with a fierce glare. "I'm no one's," I spit out, every word dripping with defiance. Luca chuckles, that dark, dangerous laugh that sends a chill straight down my spine. "That's where you're wrong, princess," he murmurs, leaning in close. His breath brushes against my neck, sending a shiver down my spine. "If I have to carve my name into your skin for the whole world to see..." He pauses, watching my reaction, a dark glint in his eyes. "I will." ------------- My name is Ezra Ferrari, I'm the heir to the Northern Italian Mafia. I was born a killer. I was born a monster I was born to take out the Southern Italian mafia. Aka The Vincenzo's. Follow me on a wild ride of love, lust and most importantly betrayal.Zakończone
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She is from the royal family of Jaipur. He is from the mafia family in Italy creating his own city (castello nero). . . "Who are you?" . . He turned to face me, his expression unreadable. "Alessio Romano." The name hit me like a punch to the gut. My mind reeled. Romano. The Romano family. The mafia. The same family that had been whispered about in royal circles for years. The same name that had been tied to rumors of bloodshed, crime, and destruction. The explosion in London ten years ago. My brother's death. "I need to go," i said quickly, the words escaping my lips almost as a reflex. I took a step back, my head spinning, my heart racing. I didn't know where to go. I didn't know this place. I had no clue what lay ahead. "You're not going anywhere, not yet," he said, his voice as solid as stone. "You're in my city now." Without thinking, i bolted. My bare feet slapped the cold pavement, heart racing as i sprinted into the night. I wasn't even sure where i was going, but anything was better than being within reach of Alessio Romano. But before i could get far, i felt a vice-like grip on my wrist. "Where do you think you're going?" The voice was low, a soft growl, and unmistakably controlled. (She yanked her arm, trying to break free, but Alessio was too strong. In one swift motion, he lifted her effortlessly, tossing her over his shoulder as if she weighed nothing at all.) . . . And that's how it all began.
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 & 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞
𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 seems like such a small and common word to see and hear, but what will happen when this small and common word will throw an innocent and sensitive girl into a world which is unknown to her even after being connected to her...!!!! So yes, you understood correctly, this is the story of two people who are together but are unaware of each other's identity. "Par kahate hai na jab kismat ne donon ki rekhayein ek dusare ke saath ankit ki hai to unke astitv ki kya majaal, jo ek dusare ke astitv se na mile." [ But it is said that when fate has marked the lines of both of them with each other, then how can their existence not meet each other's existence.] This is the story of a cruel and dreaded person "𝐄𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬𝐡 𝐒𝐚𝐥'𝐖𝐚𝐡𝐥𝐢𝐚" who rules the mafia world and a calmly generous and sensitive fragile Indian medical student "𝐀𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚" who is living in Italy away from her real identity and fulfilling her dream of becoming a neurosurgeon. What will happen when two people with different personalities, one a killer and the other a savior; will get tied in a sacred bond called marriage where their existence will matter more than their identity? I 𝐀𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚 your author; invite you all to one of my stories where : "One rules the underworld and the other owns his heart." "In the world of crime, her touch is his only cure and in the world of physical lust, his arms are her safest clothing" ***
Enchanted
She was lost and so was he. Who knew that two broken hearts can connect to one. Arabella's world has been rigged since the day she was born. Her fate had been decided for her much longer before she even had been conceived in the womb. So it came as no surprise when she found herself back at the beginning. As if the pain she has previously experienced wasn't enough, she now needs to relearn how to balance her life. She can't help but pray to the universe for a break. She was exhausted from fighting for all she had and watching her life fall apart just as quickly as it had come back together. Dominic's life was something he would forever be grateful for since he knew that he never had it as rough as others. But there were always going to be times that he wanted to give up. With the responsibility of leading an entire mafia and his own past commitment issues, he believes the barrier to letting go is far greater than what others tell him. And when new desires emerge, he notes how his heart skips a beat whenever he sees her. His instinct kicks in, and he raises his barriers twice as high as she lowers hers to make place for him. All I was guilty of, was showing them mercy when no one else would. ~~~ "I saw you, Dominic. I wish you saw me." "I see you." I freeze at his words, my back facing him. "I can only see you. Everything I look at, everything I touch, everything I smell always leads back to you. I spent most of my life thinking that my heart was my biggest weakness. I always imagined that it would be my downfall. I had a loving family and that was enough for me. Getting a girlfriend, getting married, having a family, none of that mattered to me. Before you." He pauses, taking a breath and my eyes water. "I kept any other part of my heart guarded and almost locked. It was as if I didn't have one at all. Even now, its still fucked up. The lock I've kept is warned out though the only person who has its key is you. It's yours."Zakończone
His Mrs Chauhan
Book 3 of "Arranged Marriage" Series An arranged marriage of a Mafia princess, from Italy and a Business tycoon, from India, based in Italy with a handful of Mafia connection. Dive into their story of love, adventure and yeah, a little bloodshed, with a lot of spice....🌶 . . . . "Who did this to you?" He growled and gritted his teeth "No one. Leave it" I said I can feel anger radiating off from him. His eyes are red and nose flaring. I gulped and looked away trying to free my hands from his grip "WHO?" his voice dangerous now "NO. ONE!" I stressed glaring at him "Tell me the fucking name, before I set this fucking world ablaze" He seethed pulling me closer "Why do you care?" I asked angrily "Why do I care? WHY DO I FUCKING CARE?" he yelled and grabbed my hips making my body flush against him He fisted my hair and tipped up my head. His eyes met mine. His breath fell on my face. I can smell him. Fine cedarwood and cinnamon. "You want to know, why do I care? Huh?" His challenge sending shivers through my spine "Y-yeah" I stammered and winced as I felt the wound stinging "Because you are mine. My fucking wife. No one get to hurt you! Not even me. If anyone touches you, they fucking die" He yelled at my face A zoo of butterflies exploded in my belly, as I felt his confession running all over my body. I gulped and stared at his eyes which were screaming anger. His eyes wandered all over my face, as my eyes brimmed "Who, mia moglie. Last fucking chance!" He gritted "Me" I paused and he furrowed his brows, as a drop of tear ran down my cheek "It was me. If you want to kill, you can kill me" A few more tears escaped I hate to be vulnerable like this!!! "It was you?" He stared at me and I nodded "Come here!" He just pulled me to him and the next moment he is on the bed, I am on his lap with his arms around me. . . . . Arranged/forced marriage Mafia princess x Business man(mafia) Grumpy x partially grumpy Indian guy x Italian girZakończone
She hated them. They loved her with everything in them. The universe truly has a sick way of telling you it's there, doesn't it? From being kidnapped to being abused, that was all Arabella saw in life. It was all she ever knew. They tell you to keep fighting but sometimes you realize... you were just a child. Now she's built herself up using her pain as the next step to her strength. She's learnt how to strive forward even as her past haunts her mind crawling up her back every passing second. That is until the first 7 people who only ever brought her pain find their way back into her life. She has no way to let go of her past when they come right back to her. The world showed her no mercy in it's ways so why should she. ~~~ I let out a small sigh wanting more of this. I wanted to be held like this whenever I felt broken. Feel the way he puts me back together in his arms. It ate at my heart and I could have sworn I felt a feathery kiss on my head. It was as if he could hear my thoughts and was kissing them away for me. Slowly he lets one hand go, the other staying around me as he brings my chin up to him gently wiping my last tears as more fill my eyes. He sees this and his eyes look... crumbled. If you feel this way then why can't you choose me, Dominic. I shake my head from his hands wishing to step back but he pulls me back to him a pain filled groan leaving him. "Just one more minute. Please." His body shook and I brought him closer, feeling our pain become one. Our hurricanes of minds pull away even for the smallest time letting us stand together as one in each other's embrace. He was it for me. But I wasn't his.
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