Sinful Intentions( The Mafia lord second wife)

Kidnapped, beaten and locked up, Aurora Puro Pucasso, The daughter of General Puro Pucasso, has her life turned upside down. One moment she's on her bed, the next, she's forcefully taken by Vincenzo West, and made to act like his wife Brielle, and the mother to his psychotic child in exchange for her to live. What happens when every of Brielle's past comes to haunt her? Can she survive her new daughter's torment? What happen when the line between Reality and fiction start to blur between Aurora and Vincenzo.

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Chapter 7

Boom!!! The sound came Aurora fell down, panting, as the wall clock beside her shattered into pieces. Her eyes widened in shock as she realized the devil before her was not playing. She was shaking on the floor, her palms and feet cold and sweaty. If you don't want to act like Marisol mom, then you are choosing death, his voice came again and she felt her skin crawl with goosebumps. Aurora stared at him without saying a word before walking to the locker to pick up her hairpin, She took it and walk silently to the door. But Vincenzo was quicker, pushing her against the wall as he came over her. His face was inches from hers, his mint breath filling her nostril. "What...what do you want?" she stuttered, her eyes meeting his. His right hand caressed her cheek slowly, and she tried to look away, but he forced her gaze back to his. "Your eyeball is still blue. Why?" he whispered, his voice low and husky. Aurora glared in disgust. I can act like your Brielle but I will never change my eyeball to green, she said gritting her teeth. "You look so much like Brielle, he whispered"not giving a fuck about what she just muttered.. Sometimes, I feel you are Brielle, and you're pretending. The difference is just that... He caress her neck and his minty breath mix with cinnamon perfume filled her nostril more... Brielle is thicker and her cheek is rosier. You are too slim, he scoffed hitting her on the wall and shifting back, she glared at him. I might be slim," she snapped, "but I'm thick in the right places." He raised an eyebrow, with a naughty glint in his eye. "Like where?" he asked, his gaze roaming over her body, making her skin crawl again. Aurora's hands instinctively rose to cover herself. "Pervert!" she spat. "The deal is to be only Marisol's mom. You can't cross any boundaries."She glared emotionlessly. Vincenzo chuckled..... "And who told you I'm attracted to you?He smirk "I hate your dad, and my mission was to kill you when I found out, You are the General's weakness. But then I saw your picture, and you look a lot like Brielle...he muttered". "When I get Brielle back, I might even end your life." He whispered and flashed a taunting smirk before walking away, leaving Aurora in anger. Aurora bit her lower lip, trying to compose herself, I pray you never meet Brielle then, She muttered under her breath walking out of his room... "Brielle!" Aurora turned around, her eyes flashing with anger. "Who the fuck is Brielle?" she snapped glaring at Salvatore who was standing with Axe. She has been acting strange ever since she came back from Alan territory, Axe said before walking away. Fake! Sasha muttered as she walked pass them with another gangster. Aurora turned to leave, but Salvatore's voice stopped her again. "You'd better get used to being called Brielle, because that's who you are." Aurora spun around, her fists clenched. "I am not Brielle!" she shouted, but Salvatore just smiled and walked away, leaving her frustrated and helpless. *** Aurora p o v As I Stroll down the garden, I saw the empire's lake from a distance. "Aurora, face your fear," I whispered to myself, feeling drawn to the water. When I got closer, a sharp headache hit me. I groaned, holding my head as voices echoed in my mind. "Aurelia, don't leave me... Please don't leave me," a little girl cried definitely my younger self... I saw a blurry image of Aurelia, and the girl's face twisted in pain. "Aurelia!" I screamed, as I was carried on a huge man shoulder, before the little girl got to us, I was throwed into the ocean. Ahhhh! I screamed as I nearly fall into the lake in reality. I stumbled back, panting and sweating,Before I could catch myself, I hit something solid behind me. "Are you okay?" a voice asked. I turned around, but the face was unfamiliar. Brielle!!!! you're back," the stranger said, reaching for me. He tried to kiss me, but I pulled back, feeling scared. Brielle!!! Don't you dare, I yelled and he blinked so confuse... Brielle, why are you acting weird... we've had sex severally. Kissing is the least thing we have done. Who are you? And what the Fuck, are you talking about. I'm married to Vincenzo the last time, I check... I snapped. Brielle, why can't you remember me, I'm Ken, Vincenzo cousin... I left the house when I heard you died in Alan territory. I found out yesterday that you are back. Ken whispered. I can't recognize you, my head is spinning... I don't understand anything... I think I've lost my memories. I lied in shock. I can make you remember, Ken whispered touching my cheek as he brought his lips closer... I step backward quickly... Ken don't come closer until... i paused My memories, I bit my lower lips hard, comes back. I snapped before walking away. ** I held my chest when I realize the problem, i have falling into. Brielle was sleeping with her husband's cousin. The fuck! Being Vincenzo wife won't be easy at all... because his wife, is not so innocent, What other crime as she commit... she thought. *** Lady Brielle, time to introduce you to Marisol, Salvatore bowed and I frowned following him reluctantly. I knocked at Marisol door, no reply. I turned the handle and the door open, as I entered, Salvatore shut the door. Marisol, mommy is back, I whispered.... "Marisol!" I called out as I stepped into her scattered and untidy room. The curtain suddenly open, and Marisol came out, her hair dirty and tangled. Dark mascara was smeared under her eyes, and she smiled evilly holding a knife. I took a step backward, staring at the psychotic child before me. Mom, why are you taking a step back, Your daughter miss you... Marisol whispered playing with the knife in her hand. Drop that shit now, children don't play with knife, I yelled stepping backward with cold feet. Mom! come and hug me, why are you running away from me? You run away from me for two years and you are still running. Come to me mom, the little child whispered then laugh out loud, licking her lips.... But I step back with shaking legs and knees. My mom will never run away from me, she cried. One thing is certain she giggled wickedly... You are a fake mom. Marisol whispered with a dangerous smirk I ran to the door instantly and tried opening it but the door was already locked. Salvatore please open up, I screamed hitting the door as the little girl came closer. By the time, I turn around, Marisol was standing in front of me with the knife... before I could shout for help. Marisol stabbed the knife into my tummy with an hysteric laughter. I stared at my tummy in slow motion, is this a nightmare again, I asked myself...blood was gushing out of my tummy..... staining my dress. The little psycho in front of me pull the knife out of my tummy and i cried out with hot tears. Ahhh! I screamed the door opened instantly, I fell off backward onto a hard chest. Blacking out....

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In a world where the law of the streets dictates every move, a young woman finds herself entangled in the dangerous web of organized crime. As she navigates the volatile landscape of the mafia, an unexpected and intense romance blossoms, challenging her loyalties and her survival. Before she even reaches twenty, she must face heart-wrenching choices that define her future. It is a gripping tale of love, power, and the loss of innocence.

Mafia Romance Young Adult

7.8

His Betrayal, My Revenge: A Mafia Romance

7.8

The moment I saw my husband massaging his dead brother's pregnant mistress's feet, I knew my marriage was over. He moved her into our home under the guise of "family duty," forcing me to watch as he prioritized her comfort over our vows. The final betrayal came when she stole and deliberately broke my mother's priceless necklace. When I slapped her for the desecration, my husband struck me across the face to defend her. He had violated a sacred honor code by putting his hands on the daughter of another Don-an act of war. I looked him in the eye and swore on my mother's grave that I would bring a bloody revenge upon his entire family. Then I made one phone call to my father, and the demolition of his empire began.

Action Mafia Romance

7.3

His Heartless Betrayal: My Escape from the Mafia

7.3

For three years, I was the wife of Damian Costello, a feared mafia underboss who I believed was my savior. I lived in a gilded cage, mistaking his possessive passion for love. Then, on the day my father was executed, I discovered my marriage was a lie. A photo proved my husband was in Paris, not for business, but to chase the one woman he had always loved: my aunt, Isabella. I was just a substitute, a younger version of her he could own. He had staged the ambush where he "saved" me, and he only wanted a child with me for my family's eyes. His obsession was absolute. When a tureen of scalding soup flew toward us in a restaurant, he didn't shield me, his pregnant wife. He threw himself in front of Isabella. He even screamed at me in front of everyone, "In my heart, Seraphina will never be as important as you!" I realized my child wasn't a product of love. It was the final piece of his collection—a living trophy. So after he carelessly signed the annulment papers, I had an abortion. On the day he went into surgery to donate his second kidney to her, I left him a box containing the surgical report and our annulment decree. Then, I boarded a plane and vanished.

Mafia Modern Romance

8.5

Our Entwined-Fate

8.5

Aria had always been a driven, ambitious woman. As a rising star in the tech industry, she had no time for games or drama. Her relationship with Ethan, her longtime boyfriend, had been convenient but lackluster. That is, until the fateful night she caught him in bed with her childhood best friend, Jasmin. Heartbroken and enraged, Aria confronted them both, demanding answers and explanations. Mark tried to manipulate her, but Aria was done listening. In a fit of anger and despair, she left with no destination in mind and ended up in a hotel bar, drowning her sorrows in an expensive whiskey. It was there that she first encountered Luca kings, a dangerous and handsome mafia boss. But Aria's new life took a shocking turn when Luca revealed a dark secret: Her father, a powerful corporate executive, had been responsible for the death of Luca's mother. It was a brutal murder years ago, covered up by Aria's influential family. Luca vowed revenge, and Aria found herself caught in the middle. She was torn between her loyalty to her family and the undeniable attraction she felt towards Luca. As the tension mounted, Aria knew that she would have to make a choice - one that would change the course of her life forever.

Mafia Modern Mystery

9.2

Reborn As The Devil's Bride

9.2

After a sudden death, Elena awakens as the wife of the city's most feared mafia boss. Trapped in a marriage she never asked for, she must navigate a world of violence and betrayal. Her new husband is a cold, lethal predator, yet a dangerous attraction begins to pull them together. As secrets from her past emerge, Elena has to decide if she will escape the devil’s grasp or embrace her new life as the queen of his dark empire.

Action Mafia Romance

7.5

Reborn Heiress: Pampered By The Ruthless Don

7.5

The man smiling in the silver frame on my vanity was the very same man who, in exactly three months, would wrap his hands around my throat. I knew this because I had already died. I had felt the freezing, silty water of the Hudson River fill my lungs while Alexander watched the life drain from my eyes, his mistress laughing in the background. I had hovered like a ghost above my own funeral, watching the betrayal continue even after my death. My mother, the perfect Mafia widow, stood stoically next to my killer, unaware she had sold her daughter to a butcher. My fiancé checked his watch, bored, waiting to liquidate my inheritance. But then I saw him. Darrian Golden. The Don of the rival clan. The enemy. He stood in the pouring rain, his expensive suit soaked through, staring at my coffin as if the world had ended. When the earth hit the wood, he didn't just cry; he roared in primal agony. My fiancé killed me, but my enemy was the only one who mourned me. "The Commission is waiting," my mother’s voice snapped the timeline back into place. She stood in my doorway, demanding I set the engagement date to secure the territory. She saw a charming Capo; I saw the rat who had cut my father's brake lines. In my first life, I was a trembling bird. In this life, I was the match that would burn the cage down. I smashed the photo frame against the marble table, the sound cracking through the room like a gunshot. "Contact the Golden Clan," I commanded. My mother went pale. "He is a savage, Azalea. He butchers men for sport." "Tell Don Golden that Azalea Kidd is offering a parley," I said, looking out the window at the city that would soon be ours. "Tell him I am offering the only thing he has ever wanted: Me."

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Sinful Intentions( The Mafia lord second wife)

Chapter 7

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