mafia love story book

This is the ninth year Dante and I have honored the Month of No Masters. The Corinni family's heir apparent believes this will make our relationship last longer. For one month after our dating anniversary each year, he is free, and we stay out of each other's lives. If either of us finds someone more suitable, we are to wish them well. If not, we go back to the way things were after a month. Around me, the men of the family are spraying champagne with abandon. "To another year of freedom! Congratulations to our Underboss on reclaiming his bachelor status!" "The family betting pool is open! Place your bets on the left if you think they'll still get married, and on the right if you think it's over for good!" Through the hazy cigar smoke, I sat on the corner of a leather sofa, a cold observer, as if this whole farce had nothing to do with me. Dante's hand was curled around Scarlett's waist as he brushed past me, whispering, "Don't get any ideas. You'll always be my only Donna." "I'm a kite. No matter how far I fly, the string is always in your hand." I pressed my cold fingers against the gentle swell of my belly, my expression a blank mask. Dante, this time at the family's betting table, I'm putting my money on "the end." I'm going to vanish from your world completely. That kite string you're so proud of? Tonight, I'm cutting it myself.

On the day of their engagement, Liu Xu was handed over to someone else by her fiancé. Rong Yanyun, a handsome CEO who had waited for fifteen years, seized the moment in an instant.Sweet words flowed effortlessly from his lips, and he showed off her without restraint. Their love story became widely known. Later, that scumbag fiancé tearfully begged her to return.At that moment, she pulled out their marriage certificate and said, "Sorry, I'm already married."

On the day of their engagement, Liu Xu was handed over to someone else by her fiancé. Rong Yanyun, a handsome CEO who had waited for fifteen years, seized the moment in an instant.Sweet words flowed effortlessly from his lips, and he showed off her without restraint. Their love story became widely known. Later, that scumbag fiancé tearfully begged her to return.At that moment, she pulled out their marriage certificate and said, "Sorry, I'm already married."

Naomi who was born with a silver spoon in her mouth ended up poor because she was secretly swapped at birth by a backstabber. However, she still grew up to be an independent and strong woman under perpetual abuse and contempt. Since the moment she saved the heir who was being hunted, Destiny has set its wheels in motion. Six year later, they met each other again, fell in love but were torn apart by a family feud after Naomi found out the true circumstances of her birth... A love story full of ups and downs unfolds...

The day I married Vincent Sorrentino, Lena, the Sorrentino family’s adopted daughter, threatened to jump off the steeple of the family church. Vincent left me standing at the altar in my custom wedding gown, no hesitation, just bolted after her. With every New York crime boss, politician, and oligarch staring at me, I looked out at the crowd and said loud and clear: “Any man who walks up here right now and says ‘I do’? I’ll marry you.” Three years later, Vincent was back into the Sorrentino family’s Long Island estate, Lena on his arm. I was sitting on the leather couch in the main living room, watching my favorate TV show. Vincent’s eyes locked on my huge pregnant belly, his jaw tight, growling through his teeth: “Whose bastard is in there?” I took a sip of orange juice, curled my lip into a smile, and said: “It's a Sorrentino baby, of course.”

Yvonne Birch and Gerald Lawson have been married for three years with a lukewarm relationship. Things take a turn when Gerald's first love unexpectedly returns. Gerald decides to divorce Yvonne, prompting her and her best friend to catch him in the act of infidelity. It's only at the moment of divorce that Gerald realizes he never truly understood his wife. Regretful after the divorce, he desperately tries to win her back, leading to a dramatic pursuit.

The Bell Mansion was engulfed in a massive fire, and the young heir, Alex Bell, barely managed to escape the inferno alive. Following his narrow escape, he underwent a clandestine facial transformation and reemerged with a new identity—Joel Clark—with the intention of seeking revenge by approaching his estranged wife, Sandy Lane.Sandy, haunted by lingering emotions for Alex, mistook Joel for her former husband due to their striking resemblance and unwittingly married him. Thus, the tale unfolds as Joel assumes his new identity and the intricate story of revenge, love, and mistaken identities takes shape.

Honoring her late mother's wish, Alex Clemens, the Dark Queen of Riverdon, entered a flash marriage with her senior, Sylvan Johnson. Shortly after, Sylvan was injured in a car crash and went missing with no memory of their life together. Years later, Alex returned with their daughter and ran into him at the airport.When she learned the truth behind his disappearance, she fought fiercely to protect him. During a setup against her, Sylvan regained his memory and stepped in just in time. Together, they uncovered the conspiracy and finally reunited as a family.

Seven years ago, ordinary girl Emily learned that her husband Vincent was actually the heir to a mafia family. Back then, Vincent had fractured his arm in a car accident and urgently needed surgery. His father laid down a condition for the treatment—Vincent must divorce Emily. Deeply in love with Emily, Vincent refused without hesitation, never expecting their conversation to be overheard by her. Unwilling to hold Vincent back, Emily chose to leave voluntarily, only to be caught in a car accident on the way. Vincent mistakenly believed Emily had died and was consumed by overwhelming grief. However, Emily not only survived but also gave birth to their daughter Lily—though she herself was left seriously ill as a result. To get treatment for her mother, Lily accidentally crossed paths with Vincent. Yet Vincent neither knew Lily was his daughter nor recognized that the mother of this "little wanderer" was the Emily he’d been yearning for day and night. Worse still, he even spoke harshly to her...

Amelia Russo has loved Shawn Butler for many years, but his heart remains steadfast in its longing for his first love. Determined, Amelia gracefully steps aside to make room for that woman.Shawn deludes into believing his happiness lies in Amelia's absence and jolts by an unexpected revelation upon receiving her medical card. "Shawn Butler, as the final days of my life trickle away, I no longer choose to waste my love on you."

This story follows a naive yet kind-hearted American girl who travels to Russia in search of her husband, only to discover he is a notorious playboy. Stranded and endangered in a foreign land, she is rescued by a Russian general. Through their growing interactions, her fear of him gradually transforms into admiration and affection. However, in an unexpected twist, the Russian general she falls for turns out to be the father of her deceitful ex-husband. Where will their forbidden love lead them?

After her parents' death, Sienna is forced to accept her stepfather's brother — the ruthless arms dealer Kian Voss — as her guardian. Desperate to escape, she follows him into a secret SM club, only to be masked and delivered into his private room. Her plan to expose him spirals into dangerous, addictive desire...

I stared at the Vercetti marriage contract my father pushed across the table. Without hesitation, I wrote my half-sister’s name, Demi, and slid it back. My father froze. Then his eyes lit up with ridiculous excitement, like he’d just won the lottery. "How can you give such a perfect chance to your sister?" Last life, my marriage was a joke for everyone around me. I was the red-haired, untamed little witch who dared to climb into the orbit of Cassian Vercetti, heir and leader of the old-blood Vercetti crime family. I was never perfect nor obedient. He loved goddess gowns. I wore mini skirts and danced on tables. He demanded missionary, traditional, orderly intimacy. I wanted to climb on top, ride him, lose myself completely. At a gala, society wives laughing at my hair, my dress, my “wildness.” I thought he would at least pretend to defend me. He didn’t. “Forgive her. She’s not…properly trained.” Trained. Like a dog. I spent my entire last life suffocating under his rules, bending myself bloody to fit the shape he wanted, until the night our house caught fire. When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the moment I learned of the arranged marriage. I looked at the contract in front of me. This time? I think the nightclub boys suits me better. But the moment Cassian realized the bride wasn’t me, he shattered every rule he’d ever lived by.

I'm Isa Borgia, the daughter of the most powerful Don in Corvina. My father worries I'll marry the wrong man on a whim, so he arranges for me to be engaged to Luca, the rising heir of the Marino family. It's an arranged marriage, but that doesn't mean I've lost all my say. The very least I can do is choose a ring I genuinely like. So, I go to the mafia auction. When the diamond ring appears as the final jewel of the night, I lift my paddle. Just before the gavel falls, an arrogant voice comes from behind me. "A country bumpkin like you thinks you can compete with me? Do yourself a favor and leave." The auction hall goes quiet for a few seconds. The only sound comes from the camera shutters clicking around the hall. I turn and see a woman in a gold couture gown. Her mouth curves in a casual smile, as if she owns the place. Before I can say a word, the auctioneer rushes to close the bid.
"Sold! Congratulations to Ms. Sofia Lopez for winning the final lot, the Eternal Star!" My brows pull tight, and a hot spike of anger rises in my chest. "You ended the bidding early! Do you even follow the rules here?" Sofia turns around and gives me a once-over, her gaze sharp as a blade. 
"Rules?" She lets out a cold laugh. "Come on. I'm Luca Marino's favorite godsister. Around here, I make the rules!" I can't help but laugh. What a coincidence. So, she's my fiance's godsister. I pull out my phone and call him. "Luca, your godsister just snatched the engagement ring I picked out. How are you going to handle this?"

At an elite ballet company where only the best survive, a twisted story of love and revenge unfolds between two twin ballerinas and the two men entangled with them. Although identical in appearance, the older sister Hajeong has always lived in the shadow of her more talented twin Seojeong. Consumed by jealousy, Hajeong devises a cruel plan that destroys Seojeong’s career and life, forcing her into becoming a stripper. Years later, Seojeong returns with a new face and a new name—determined to reclaim everything that was stolen from her.

At his brother's engagement banquet, elite tycoon Larry Nell stunned society by marrying an outsider, Coral Baker, a whirlwind union fueled by rumors of a scandalous public kiss. In truth, she was just a paid stand-in, hired to play the dutiful ""Mrs. Nell"" amid his mercurial whims.What began as a transaction, his need for a decoy, her need for cash, slowly defied the contract. Amendments piled up, each edit eroding the cold terms with unspoken desire.By the end, no one remembered the pretense. Only the love story remained.

This is a modern, pure love short drama disguised as a 'rich family contract' story, featuring 'crazy, overbearing CEO forced love' and 'straight guy getting bent/self-realization,' ultimately landing on 'mutual salvation.' To inherit a hundred-billion-dollar trust, homophobic swim team captain Ever is forced to 'live closely together' in a monitored mansion with his gloomy, crazy stepbrother, tycoon Kader. Facing Ever's physical rejection, Kader relentlessly closes in, showing his pathological possessiveness. As family infighting and millions in dark web bounties come one after another, Kader transforms into a fierce protector for him. Amid extreme pushing and protecting, Ever's anti-gay defenses completely crumble. From 'feeling disgusted' to actively asking for kisses, the straight guy's self-seduction turns real. What starts as a dangerous contract game ends up as a mutual redemption soaked in ultimate sweet indulgence!

Everyone in southern Italy knew that Lorenzo Moretti loved me like a madman. And yet he had been keeping a much younger woman in Naples. They said she looked just like I had years ago. He told people she was only a reminder of the woman he had once loved most. He also gave strict orders that no one was to let me hear about her. Until the day I found out I was pregnant. I went to his office to tell him the news myself, only to stop outside the door when I heard a young woman’s voice from inside. “Lorenzo… am I only here because I remind you of her?” The door was slightly ajar. Through the gap, I saw a young woman who looked too much like me, wrapped in his jacket and holding his glass. I stood there, barely breathing. Then I heard him answer. “Don’t compare yourself to her.” “She could never be what you are.” I turned and walked away without making a sound. That night, I called my mother. “Mother, I’ve made up my mind.” She was silent for a moment. “I want a fire,” I said. “Something no one survives. By the time it’s over, Sophia Moretti needs to be dead to the world.”