The Bride Who Chose Her Own Kingdom

For twelve years, the protagonist lived as Lucas DeLuca’s shadow, preparing for a shared future within their dangerous world. When Lucas abandons their plans for Vivian Castor and expects her to follow him to London, she refuses to submit. Instead, she commits to the Rossi research program, burning the symbols of her past devotion. As Lucas realizes his mistake, she is no longer the girl he controlled; she is a woman building a powerful kingdom of her own and leaving him behind forever.

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Chapter 4

Back at the estate, I had just taken off my jacket when Vivian updated her feed.

In an underground room at Raven Club, they were playing truth or dare. Vivian had been dared to kiss anyone in the room.

The video swept across the poker table, the glasses, the cigar smoke, then landed on Lucas. Vivian bit her lip and looked at him as if begging for rescue.

"Lucas, you're the only one here I really know."

The room erupted.

"Miss Castor, how are we strangers? Other than the DeLuca heir, are the rest of us invisible?"

Vivian stammered, nearly crying. Lucas sat on the sofa, unreadable.

"Forget it." Vivian picked up a glass. "If he doesn't want to, I'll drink the penalty."

Just before the rim touched her lips, a hand reached out and stopped her.

Lucas frowned. "You're allergic to hard liquor. Are you trying to get yourself killed?"

Vivian's voice trembled. "What else can I do? If I don't finish the dare, I have to take the punishment."

The whistles grew louder. Lucas watched her for a few seconds, then lifted her chin.

"No one but me?"

"No one."

Vivian grabbed his collar and rose on her toes to kiss him.

This time, Lucas did not push her away.

He even caught her by the waist, turning a dare that should have stopped at a joke into something everyone in the room understood.

"That's our DeLuca heir!"

"Now that's a bet."

The screen filled with laughter and the clink of glasses. My heart felt dropped into boiling oil.

I had told myself I did not care. But ten years of love is not a splinter you pull out clean. It is a nail grown into bone.

The video was not over when someone asked, "Lucas, aren't you afraid Evelyn will be mad?"

Lucas leaned back on the sofa and wiped his thumb over the corner of his mouth, completely careless.

"So what if she is? Once midnight passes and her seal locks into London with mine, it won't matter how much she fusses. She'll come back to me in the end."

Someone laughed. "You're that sure?"

"Of course," Lucas said. "My little shadow can't survive without me."

The room burst into laughter again.

Then someone who had been quiet looked at his phone, and his voice changed.

"Wait. The Rossi seal just locked into Marseille."

The room went dead silent.

He refreshed the page as if he could not believe it.

"Evelyn didn't change it! She chose the Marseille coastal lab. Neurotoxin reversal project. Lead candidate."

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The smell of leaking gasoline burned my nostrils, but the cold look in my husband's eyes hurt worse. Trapped in the overturned car, I watched Jacob reach in. He didn't reach for me, his wife. He unbuckled his mistress, Cassandra, shielding her head with a tenderness he never showed me. He walked away, leaving me to burn. I survived, but at a brutal cost. My right hand—the hand that played Chopin—was crushed into a useless claw. Jacob didn't apologize. Instead, he moved Cassandra into our home. He let her wear my diamonds, mock my injuries, and burn my sheet music. When I tried to expose her embezzlement, he called me unstable. To punish me for "betraying the family," he dug up my mother's grave and threw her ashes into the sea. That was the moment the wife died, and something else was born. He thought he had buried me under the weight of his cruelty. He didn't realize he had planted a seed. I staged my death and vanished into the snowy streets of Vienna. Five years later, I am a world-renowned composer, and Jacob is a ruined man in a wheelchair, begging for a forgiveness I no longer have the energy to give.

Mafia Modern Romance

9.7

Escaping The Cage: I Married His Worst Enemy

9.7

My husband, the Capo of New York, gripped my hand as we walked into the soundproofed room. He wasn't there to save me. He was there to watch the family doctor carve out my mind. A stranger named Sofia claimed I had sold her to a brothel twelve years ago. It was a lie. But Dante looked at me with cold marble eyes, believing the woman sobbing in his arms over the wife he had vowed to protect. "Sit, Elena," he ordered. He strapped me into the chair. He watched as they injected liquid fire into my veins to force a confession. He dragged me to the kennels, forcing me to feed the dogs I was terrified of, and watched as they tore into my flesh. He even locked me in a freezer to "cool off" my jealousy. The final straw wasn't the pain. It was hearing him plan a Vow Renewal with Sofia, intending to parade me as her Maid of Honor to teach me humility. I realized then that Elena Moretti had to die. So, I set the hospital room on fire. I left my wedding ring in the ashes and vanished into the night. Six months later, Dante found me in Paris. He fell to his knees, begging for forgiveness. I looked at him with dead eyes and handed him a knife. "Kill yourself," I said. "That is the only way I will believe you are sorry."

Mafia Modern Romance

9.0

His Discarded Gem: Shining In The Ruthless Don's Arms

9.0

For four years, I traced the bullet scar on Chace’s chest, believing it was proof he would bleed to keep me safe. On our anniversary, he told me to wear white because "tonight changes everything." I walked into the gala thinking I was getting a ring. Instead, I stood frozen in the center of the ballroom, drowning in silk, watching him slide his mother's sapphire onto another woman's finger. Karyn Warren. The daughter of a rival family. When I begged him with my eyes to claim me, to save me from the public humiliation, he didn't flinch. He just leaned toward his Underboss, his voice amplified by the silence. "Karyn is for power. Ember is for pleasure. Don't confuse the assets." My heart didn't just break; it incinerated. He expected me to stay as his mistress, threatening to dig up my dead mother’s grave if I refused to play the obedient pet. He thought I was trapped. He thought I had nowhere to go because of my father’s massive gambling debts. He was wrong. With shaking hands, I pulled out my phone and texted the one name I was never supposed to use. Keith Mosley. The Don. The monster under Chace's bed. *I am invoking the Blood Oath. My father’s debt. I am ready to pay it.* His reply came three seconds later, buzzing against my palm like a warning. *The price is marriage. You belong to me. Yes or No?* I looked up at Chace, who was laughing with his new fiancée, thinking he owned me. I looked down and typed three letters. *Yes.*

Action Mafia Romance

9.3

Kiss Me While The World Burns

9.3

Victoria De Luca commands New York's criminal underworld with ruthless precision—until a stolen EMP superweapon, a murder buried for decades, and a betrayal soaked in blood shatter the foundation she built. Giordano Salvatore was meant to be leverage, nothing more. Instead, the billionaire weapons master becomes the only man who can breach the walls around her guarded heart. As governments, syndicates, and assassins close in, Victoria uncovers a truth more devastating than any enemy: the greatest danger wears her own family's name. With a global manhunt spiraling into chaos, she and Giordano must choose what they'll sacrifice—before the conspiracy consuming them detonates everything. In a world forged from lies, love may prove the most lethal mistake of all.

Action Adventure Billionaire Mafia Modern Mystery Romance

7.9

Mafia Princess Reclaimed Her Throne at Her Wedding

7.9

Liora believed Evan Callister’s proposal was a dream come true until she overheard his chilling secret. To Evan, she is merely a financial target to be eliminated so he can marry his true love. Realizing her life and family casino are at stake, Liora refuses to be a victim. She reaches out to a high-status man her father once chose for her, proposing a daring elopement. In this modern mafia novel, a betrayed heiress fights to reclaim her throne.

Action Mafia Modern Mystery Romance

8.8

No Longer His Obedient Mafia Shadow

8.8

Since childhood, she served as the loyal shadow of New York's future Don, bleeding for his Outfit without question. Yet during a lethal crossfire, he chose a Capo's daughter over her, dismissing her as expendable while the crew laughed. He then pawned her late grandfather's sacred blood-oath rosary during a brutal mountain drill, left her freezing in the mud, and publicly humiliated her to keep her dependent. After fifteen years of isolation and casual cruelty, she wakes battered in a hospital, the devotion finally drained. Calmly, she books a one-way ticket to the rival Southern Syndicate, leaving his bloody throne behind to become an underground surgeon.

Action Adventure Mafia Modern Romance

The Bride Who Chose Her Own Kingdom

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