The Mafia Queen's Gambit

In the arena, I fought fiercely against my opponent and finally claimed the honor of ten consecutive victories. I turned around and heard my fiancé's beloved clinging to his arm, mocking me. "How could a crude, low-class woman like her ever be worthy of you?" I instinctively looked at Roderick Hudson, expecting him to sharply rebuke her insolence. But the man who had been gentle and caring toward me just yesterday fondly tousled her hair and chuckled softly. "Are you jealous? Relax, you're the only one in my heart." Watching them flirt so brazenly, my heart grew colder by the second. Crude and low-class? I sneered and dialed my father, the mafia boss. "Dad, put the engagement on hold. I want a new match."

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Chapter 4

At the Hudson Group's thirtieth anniversary celebration, Jones scanned the crowd, his voice booming through the microphone across the hall. "Today, I officially announce—"

I sat below, my eyes lowered, my fingertips absently tracing the stem of my wine glass.

My father hadn't given me a clear answer, so everything had to proceed as planned. "The Hudson and Saunders families will soon be united in marriage!"

Applause erupted, but the banquet hall's doors were suddenly kicked open.

Over twenty thugs wielding steel pipes stormed in, led by a scar-faced man radiating menace. "Where's Roderick's fiancée? Get out here! Today, you'll taste humiliation!"

They rampaged through the hall, smashing everything in their path.

Erica screamed, hiding behind Roderick, her eyes glaring at me with blame. "This is all your fault. You've ruined the banquet."

I frowned, about to explain.

Erica rushed to Jones, tears in her eyes, and wailed. "Sophia's an underground fighter. She must have made enemies on the streets and brought these people here!"

Jones didn't buy her story, his brow only furrowing deeper.

Guests screamed and scattered as the thugs attacked. The venue's security rushed to intervene but were quickly beaten down.

I glanced at the arrogant thugs, pulled out my phone, and pressed a shortcut key.

Roderick sneered. "Stop pretending. These people are here for you. Cancel the engagement now and stop dragging us into this!"

Erica raised her chin smugly, as if she could already see me being driven out.

She opened her mouth to say more, but a chilling sound of footsteps echoed from the entrance.

The scar-faced leader's eyes lit up, thinking his backup had arrived.

Instead, a group of black-suited men armed with weapons marched in.

My assistant strode to my side and bowed respectfully. "Madam, we're sorry. We were late executing the mission."

The thug leader's grin froze. He tried to question his men but was pinned by two black-suited men, unable to move. "Who… who are you? My boss runs the West District. You dare touch me?"

My assistant gave him a cold glance, saying nothing.

Within minutes, every thug was subdued.

Over a hundred black-suited men bowed in unison, their voices resounding. "Hail the Queen!"

The banquet hall fell silent.

Some recognized the emblem on the men's collars and grew even more terrified.

Jones looked at me with shock and confusion.

Roderick and Erica's faces turned ashen. They never imagined that I, whom they'd belittled, commanded such power.

My gaze swept over them, a cold smirk curling my lips.

My assistant brought the thugs before me, and all eyes focused on me.

I rose slowly, grabbed the scar-faced leader's hair, and demanded icily.

"Who gave you the guts to crash my engagement banquet?"

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Elena’s world shatters when a debt forces her into the arms of the ruthless CEO, Adrian Thorne. Unknown to the public, Adrian leads a double life as a cold-blooded mafia kingpin. Trapped in his high-stakes world, Elena becomes his secret obsession. As passion ignites between the captive and her captor, she must navigate a dangerous web of betrayal and power. In a life defined by violence, can their forbidden love survive his enemies?

Billionaire Mafia Romance

8.6

Fall From Grace, Rise To Reign

8.6

For six years, Lainey devoted herself to Jeremy, earning only ridicule from their social circle. Everything changed when she overheard him tell his lover, "She's nothing but a lapdog." Heartbroken, Lainey found solace with a supposed escort. People thought it was a ploy to win Jeremy back, but Lainey only scoffed. "He's just a housekeeper's son faking his status. Without me, he's nothing." Then everyone realized she was the real powerhouse, owning both elite society and the underworld. Jeremy begged in vain; Lainey never looked back. Her new man, supposedly a gigolo but secretly high society's elite, kissed her before Jeremy. "Your ex is pathetic."

Mafia Modern Romance

8.0

Mafia Lord's Ultimate PaybacK

8.0

Lillian spent years training as a lawyer, determined to take down the ruthless Mafia King who ruined her family. Getting him arrested was supposed to be her victory until he was released that same night he was arrested. Forced into hiding, she began living in fear and abandoned everything about her old life. ‎ ‎But Jake Hernandez never forgets. ‎ ‎She had stained his image. Now, he'll take everything from her. But Lillian had one last plan - make him fall, then break him like he did to her.

Action Mafia Modern

8.9

My Cold Heart: Rejecting The Mafia Boss

8.9

My husband, the Outfit’s most feared Consigliere, stood up and buttoned his suit jacket. He had just convinced a jury that Sofia Moretti was innocent. But we both knew the truth: Sofia had poisoned my mother over a spilled martini on her Valentino dress. Instead of comforting me, Dante looked at me with cold, dead eyes. "If you make a scene," he whispered, gripping my arm until it bruised, "I will bury you in a psychiatric ward so deep even God won't find you." To protect the Family alliance, he sacrificed his wife. When I tried to fight back, he drugged me at a gala. He let a private investigator take photos of me, naked and unconscious, just to have leverage to keep me silent. He paraded Sofia around our penthouse, letting her wear my dead mother’s shawl while I was banished to the staff quarters. He thought he had broken me. He thought I was just a nurse’s daughter he could manage. But he made a fatal error. He didn't read the "committal forms" I handed him to sign. They were divorce papers, transferring his assets to me. And the night of the yacht party, while he toasted to his victory with my mother's killer, I left my wedding ring on the deck. I didn't jump to die. I jumped to be reborn. And when I resurfaced, I made sure Dante Russo burned for every sin.

Mafia Modern Romance

9.2

Pampered By The Ruthless Chicago Don

9.2

I was sold to Damien Russo, the ruthless Don of Chicago, as collateral in a shipping route transaction. I was expected to be a silent, obedient bride in a cold, loveless marriage. But the moment I stepped into the Russo estate, I realized my new family wanted to completely destroy me. My mother-in-law, Eleonora, and her arrogant relatives immediately targeted me. They set traps in the solarium, mocked my late mother's heritage, and tried to force me into humiliating submission using their strict mafia traditions. They wanted to break my spirit so Damien would replace me with the bride they actually wanted—a purebred mafia princess. They expected me to cower in fear, isolated and helpless, while the whole family watched my public humiliation and waited for my downfall. Did they really think I was just a fragile girl who would cry and run away? They completely underestimated the survival instincts of a woman who grew up in this bloody world. I learned long ago that tears are worthless. "My rules are simple. Vendetta is a two-way street." Instead of breaking, I smiled. I weaponized their own legendary ancestors and the sacred promise of an unborn heir to trap the Matriarch in her own rules, forcing her into a suffocating silence. If they wanted a war for the throne, I would gladly show them exactly why I am the undisputed Mafia Queen.

Action Mafia Romance

8.5

Shattered Vows: The Mob Wife's Revenge

8.5

My husband was the Don of New York, and for ten years, I was his perfect trophy wife. I designed his buildings, kept his secrets, and stood by his side as the envy of the city. But the moment his mistress marched into my casino with a secret son, my decade of loyalty meant nothing. The boy demanded my grandmother's bracelet—which was dangling from his wrist. When I reached to take back what was mine, Emilio didn't defend me. He shoved me. Hard. I crashed backward into a wall of shattered glass. While I lay bleeding on the marble floor I had hand-picked, losing our unborn child, he didn't even look at me. He was on his knees, wrapping his suit jacket around another woman's son to shield him from the debris. In the hospital, the cruelty only worsened. "It was an accident, Elana. Leo was scared." He dismissed the death of our baby as collateral damage. He had given my family heirloom to his bastard child and chose them over me without hesitation. I realized then that the Omertà—our sacred code of silence—was a lie. He had built a warm, loving shadow family while I was just a useful decoration waiting in a cold mansion. He wanted to bury me in that life forever. So, I decided to give him a funeral. I staged my suicide off the cliffs of the estate, letting the freezing ocean swallow Elana Thomas. Now, everyone thinks the Don's wife is dead. But in Zurich, a new woman named Elena is very much alive, and she’s coming back to burn his empire to the ground.

Mafia Modern Romance

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