Marrying the Mafia King

After a decade of unwavering devotion, she helped Felix Valentino reach the pinnacle of the underworld. However, Felix betrays her by secretly naming their conquered island after her terminally ill friend, Lilian, and granting her a wedding. While Felix remains with Lilian, his partner suffers a life-threatening heart condition alone after watching their secret ceremony via livestream. Following this abandonment, she accepts a proposal from the rival Mafia King, Harold Bonanno.

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"It's nothing," I said. "Just some gossip I heard. Apparently, a guy went behind his girlfriend's back and secretly married her best friend. My friend said he's completely awful, and his poor girlfriend was totally blindsided."

To my surprise, Felix reacted with unexpected intensity. "Why are you even talking about something so pointless? What if the guy didn't have a choice? What if it was some kind of fake marriage to fulfill a dying person's wish?"

The self-righteous look on his face struck me as absurd. Even after more than a decade together, he remained a complete mystery to me.

Felix started with his usual routine again. Pulling me into a hug, he kissed my forehead.

"What's going on with you lately, Sylvie? You've been so withdrawn. Don't let your imagination mess with what we've built. After all this time, how can you question how much I care about you? Once we figure out Lilian's situation, we'll get married, okay?"

His hand slid under my collar, groping my bust. "Sweetheart, it's been too long since we've been together."

"I'm sorry. I'm not feeling it tonight. I'll sleep alone," I said.

His touch filled me with disgust. I shoved him away and left, closing the door behind me.

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The sudden blast of a car horn jolted me awake early the next morning.

Sitting in the courtyard was a pink RV I knew all too well, its flawless surface gleaming in the sun like liquid gold. I'd put that RV together with my own hands, but it belonged to someone else now.

Lilian was behind the wheel, sunglasses on, a smirk across her face as she dangled the keys.

She called out in an overly dramatic voice, "What do you think, Sylvie? Felix gave it to me."

I stared at her, the person who used to be my best friend. I couldn't quite figure out how she'd turned into someone so cruel.

Her stilettos clicked sharply against the pavement as she stepped out and walked toward me, her eyes gleaming with triumph.

"You know what Felix said? He thinks it suits me better." Her fingers glided over the RV's surface as if caressing some priceless treasure.

I stared at the RV, my stomach churning with disdain. That RV was my design, my sweat, my dream. It seemed like Lilian was hell-bent on taking everything that mattered to me.

Out of nowhere, she thrust the keys into my hand. Then, with a piercing cry, she collapsed to the ground.

At that exact moment, a voice I knew all too well called out from behind her. "Sylvie! How could you do that to her?"

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For seven years, I was the architect of my fiancé's criminal empire and the strategist behind his every move. I was Dante Gallo’s unofficial Consigliere, his partner in everything but name. Tomorrow, I was finally supposed to marry him and take my place as the queen to his throne. But on the eve of our wedding, a single text message sent by mistake detonated my life. It was a photo from Dante, showing a platinum wedding band on his hand. The message read: “Married this morning. She’s safe now.” My gaze fell to the engagement ring on my own finger. It was the identical band, just smaller. The engraved initials ‘D.I.’ didn’t stand for Dante and I. They stood for Dante and Isabella—his childhood sweetheart. My entire relationship was a lie; I was just a shield to protect his one true love. He dismissed my discovery as a "tantrum." Then, his new bride began taunting me, sending a picture of them tangled in bedsheets with the caption: "Loser." They expected me to break. They thought I would shatter. They were about to find out just how wrong they were. I forwarded the picture to Isabella’s fiancé, a man far more dangerous than Dante. "Your fiancée is in Suite 8808 at the Grand Hyatt," I told him. "I'll meet you downstairs. We're going to crash their party."

Action Mafia Romance

9.5

HEALING IN HIS ARMS

9.5

After getting raped by her uncle at the age of 10, pearl Wilson's life never remained the same. She had to live with the stigma even after her uncle Richard was sent to jail. No one knows about the case except her family and her three friends, but despite that fact, she felt eyes on herself everywhere she went. Pearl grew a deep-seated hatred for the male gender afterwards, even her own dad. She's rebellious and obstinate. As she grew, her hatred grew with her, up until college. Everyone in Legacy college knows Pearl the male hater who throws shit on the faces of every boy she meets. Pearl's male hatred met an unexpected hitch when she had an encounter with the silent one, her department's quiet boy... Ronnie Banks. Ronnie is known for his greek-god-ish calm exterior and cool personality. He only talks when necessary, but what Pearl is unaware of is that he has had eyes on her since her first year in the school. He has been watching her from a distance, and now, she willingly walked into his lair. She's caught! What happens next? When the two opposites clash... When secrets huge enough to break several hearts started coming out like. when bloodshed and unexpected events hit the ground. Are you already feeling the heat of the dramas? Damn! You don't wanna miss out on this Dark College Romance, do you? Don't you dare!

Mafia Modern Young Adult

8.5

His Mistress, The Don's Wife

8.5

Three years after Julian Thorne abandoned Elara for another woman, leaving her family defenceless against deadly rivals, he unexpectedly resurfaces. Arrogantly assuming she has been waiting for him, he offers to make her his secret mistress. What Julian does not realize is that Elara is no longer the vulnerable woman he left behind. She is now married to Dante Moretti, the powerful Don of Chicago, and wears the sacred signet ring of his Donna.

Billionaire Mafia Romance

8.7

Kidnapped by Love: My Ex Left , but a Mob Taught Him

8.7

I was kidnapped, but my ex Calvin Thornton dismissed it as a ploy to pressure him. His cruel words-offering ransom to "teach me a lesson"-left me desperate. Jasper Lancaster, a powerful figure, rescued me. Amidst danger, we grew close, and I chose him over Calvin. When Calvin later regretted, begging me to return and even risking his life to retrieve a tossed ring, I'd already moved on. Wearing Jasper's ring, I made clear my choice: I'd found someone who valued me, and Calvin's belated apologies couldn't undo the past. My heart now belongs to Jasper, and I'll never look back.

Action Mafia Romance

9.2

Love Drowns In the Lake

9.2

Six years of marriage to Dante Moretti brought nothing but agony. After he strayed with Isabella, his cruelty escalated. He locked his seven-month pregnant wife in a warehouse to please his mistress, causing them to lose their unborn child. When Isabella needed a kidney, Dante used a remote control to plunge his mother-in-law's car into a lake, forcing a horrific choice. Though he demands absolute obedience to restore their past, she knows their path is permanently shattered.

Billionaire Mafia Modern Romance

8.6

Remarried To The Ruthless Mafia King

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I found the instruction manual for my own abandonment on a dark web forum while my husband scrubbed the scent of another woman from his skin in the bathroom. The thread was titled "Burden Disposal Strategies." The user, RatKing88, asked a simple question: "How do I dump a loyal wife without triggering a war with the old guard? My parents love her more than me." The replies were brutal. They suggested faking a dangerous mission, forcing a paper divorce for 'asset protection,' and then disappearing with the cash. Moments later, Luca walked out of the bathroom smelling of cheap vanilla perfume and panic. He grabbed my hands, his palms sweating, and spun a clumsy lie about a "Code Red" mission in Sicily. "It is going to be a bloodbath, Sienna," he whispered, his eyes wide with manic energy. "We need to divorce on paper. It is the only way to protect you from the vendettas." I felt a cold rage settle in my gut. He wasn't a soldier going to war. He was a rat running off with his mistress and the family savings, leaving his stroke-ridden father and our daughter with nothing. He planned to wait for his parents to die so he could return for the inheritance. He thought I was just a naive, caged canary who would wait forever. But he forgot that canaries are the first to smell poison in the air. I didn't scream. I didn't expose him. Instead, I looked him in the eye with carefully manufactured sorrow and signed the papers. He thought he was escaping to freedom with a bag full of stolen cash. He didn't realize he had just voluntarily abdicated his throne. And I was going to take it.

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