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A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD My Man
VICTORIA BELLA WASHINGTON;Life is full of unexpected twists and turns, one moment you hate something, another moment you cannot do without that thing. Life is a merry-go-round spin, it has its ups and it's down. It's up to you to decide what side you are on. Typically, I should be thinking of escaping this hell hole, bouncing off the gates of hell even with big guns aimed at me. The Victoria I knew would risk her life a million times for her freedom, but that ain't happening anytime soon.I clamored for my freedom, I prayed for a breakthrough and wished that the devil died in his own sleep, but all of those seemed useless and once his hands were on me, I seemed to forget my own identity and become whatever he wanted of me. Vincenzo isn't just any jerkface, he is my jerkface, not any dick head but my personal dick head. Sleeping with him wasn't part of the plan, but every moment is so magical I could only think of how great the next session is gonna be. He drills the living daylight
Last Updated : 2024-11-22A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD She's Back
VICTORIA BELLA WASHINGTONThe days flew by until the much-anticipated Mafia Gala Night finally arrived. Vincenzo had spared no expense, arranging a luxurious spa session for me, complete with a massage, pedicure, manicure, and facials. I also had a standby makeup artist, hairstylist, and a mysterious large box delivered to my room a few hours after the spa session. The box bore a note that read, “Love, from your tiger.”Of course, it was from Vincenzo. I hadn’t opened the box yet, being preoccupied with the flurry of activity around me. I was being treated like royalty, surrounded by professionals attending to my every need. It was overwhelming yet exhilarating.At exactly 6 PM, the makeup team began their magic. I felt the gentle application of powder, the meticulous drawing of my brows, and the careful placement of lashes. My face was being transformed. Next, the hairstylists took over, washing, drying, and styling my hair with precision. The soothing pressure on my scalp was both c
Last Updated : 2024-11-23A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD Don't Let it get To You
Victoria Bella Washington;Gabby was all smiles, her excitement evident as she watched the scene unfold before her. The air buzzed with energy, but I could feel the heat of the stares as Vincenzo gently led me off the stage. His hand rested firmly on my back, guiding me toward the lavish display of food.“What would you like, little mouse?” he asked, his voice soft and teasing.The nickname made me blush, leaving me momentarily speechless. My palms grew clammy, and I could barely meet his gaze. Sensing my hesitation, Vincenzo took charge, expertly filling my plate with an assortment of delicacies. I watched him, grateful yet nervous, as his attention stayed focused on the task at hand.Behind us, a voice cut through the festive air like a knife.“I see you haven’t told him yet!” Marianne’s tone dripped with venom, loud enough to turn a few heads. She was aiming for a scene, and she was succeeding.“Tell me what?” Vincenzo asked, feigning innocence as his sharp eyes darted between Mari
Last Updated : 2024-11-23A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD He Will die
VINCENZO DANTE VOLKOV; Little Mouse's nerves were all over the place. I wasn't sure the reassurances I gave her were doing any good, so I opted for champagne. I knew leaving her all by herself wasn't the right option, but I was confident she could handle herself a bit before I got back. A business associate of mine delayed me with news of a new project we had at hand, but I excused myself when I saw, from afar, Victoria's mother dragging her by the hand toward my family. I walked stealthily, listening in and making an entrance when necessary. And now Marianne is right in front of me, making a fool out of herself, playing the victim because she has an audience. She had started tales about how Victoria stole everything she had, even her position as my wife. “You are months too late for that, Miss Washington. I suggest you stop making a fool of yourself and acting like the victim here. You could have fought for your position, but instead, you chose revenge. We are happily married,
Last Updated : 2024-11-24A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD Beautiful Moment
VICTORIA BELLA WASHINGTON;Vincenzo never planned to go home with me that night. After we had exited the hall we both went for the Limo, but he just held the car door open and made sure I safely entered. He said something about having a business to take care of; even when I apologised to him about making him leave the gala early he went on his knees and assured me he anticipated this.The ride home was long and lonely, I suddenly missed him. So much for being the one to peel the clothes off me. My inner mind grumbles. I lazily peeled off my clothes and headed to the bathroom. The warm water calmed a lot of tensed muscles in my body, the bodywash added another freshness to my skin. I No longer felt like the girl my adopted Mother picked on, I needed to find out more about my real parents, they must be out there.I really do not understand what could make a mother abandon her child or leave her up for adoption. I'm not one to judge, but I shall get to the bottom of it. I came out of th
Last Updated : 2024-11-25A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD The Will Pay
VICTORIA BELLA WASHINGTON;Vincenzo and I already discussed it—not really a conversation, but I made him aware that I would be going over to Julie's, which is practically Venom's house. It was time I carried out my part of the job: getting all kinds of information from Juliet.That morning, I woke up as early as 7 a.m. I treated myself to a nice warm bubble bath. I played with the bubbles a bit before thoroughly scrubbing every part of my body. For some reason, I wanted to glow even brighter today. Vincenzo was about to leave the room the moment I went in for my bath, so I doubted he would still be in the bedroom. So, I rinsed the soap off my hair and body, walked out of the bathtub, dried my body, and walked to my dressing table, bare.The manual dryer worked on my hair as I spent a few minutes trying to perfectly dry it. Next, I went for my lotion—Vincenzo's, for some reason I couldn’t resist the fragrance of it. I applied it all over my body, then used the facial cream and every ot
Last Updated : 2024-11-27A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD More Pressing Matters
VICTORIA BELLA WASHINGTON;Listening to Juliet recount her past, I realized pain and suffering can indeed come in forms far greater than my own. She had borne and raised her child entirely alone, abandoned by the father who should have been her partner in this journey. Worse still, the father wasn’t just any man—he was her handler, the CEO of the agency where she worked.And as if that betrayal wasn’t cruel enough, he’d gone further—assaulting her in front of her five-year-old child. The thought alone made my blood boil. How deranged could this ex-boss be? He was undoubtedly out there, searching for her, determined to finish what he started. Little did he know Juliet wasn’t alone anymore. She had allies now—people who cared and who would fight for her.“I need to pick Annabelle up from school,” Juliet said gently. “Please don’t think I’m trying to rush you out. You’re welcome to come with me or wait at the park nearby—whatever works for you.”Her tone was considerate, almost apologeti
Last Updated : 2024-11-28A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD Make Them Pay
VINCENZO DANTE VOLKOVI had just left the towering warehouse complex when a little mouse scurried into my plans—Victoria. She was on a mission with Juliet, and knowing her penchant for simplicity wrapped in elegance, I had already laid out her outfit: a crisp white skirt, a blue blouse, matching gladiator sandals, and a white purse. The perfect blend of sophistication and subtlety.As I handed the driver instructions to take her to Venom's place, I chose my own ride for the day—a sleek, 2024 black Bugatti. It had been a while since I'd unleashed one of my beauties, and the raw power beneath my hands felt exhilarating.The drive to the warehouse was short, thanks to the Bugatti’s untamed speed. My men were already waiting, their faces grim with anticipation. Today wasn’t about small moves; we were strategizing the collapse of the De Stefano empire. Their stocks, shares, and strongholds—all of it would crumble.“Logan,” I called out as we descended into the meeting room. Time wasn’t on
Last Updated : 2024-11-28
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A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD The Tattoo
Victoria Bella Washington;“Are you alright, babe?” I asked, pouring him a glass of orange juice. “Didn’t know Mafia men were prone to tears…”He scoffed, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. “Oh, please... I’m still human, you know.” He took a sip, clearly trying to regain his composure.Curious, I leaned in. “What’s the family tattoo like?”He shrugged nonchalantly, but there was a flicker of something in his eyes. “Nothing special... Just a few random words and designs. It’s got no real meaning.”“Liar,” I teased, but before he could protest, Cassandra appeared, stepping onto the balcony with a graceful air.“What a view…” she murmured, gazing down at the city below. “The Volkov family tattoo is legendary. Many would kill to be marked by it.” She turned to me, her grip gentle as she took my hands in hers. “You have a beautiful soul, Victoria. And you’re more than welcome to join this family. Now, let’s get you your tattoo.”"Be careful, honey," Vincenzo warned as we left, his voice g
A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD Just Dinner!
Vincenzo Dante Volkov;I had every intention of skipping dinner, and I told my mother as much. But, as usual, her tears and dramatic pleas were impossible to ignore. Somehow, she even managed to drag Little Mouse into it, who gently insisted we should go.And now, here I am, sitting amidst the Volkovs, feeling like an outsider in my own family. My gaze drifted to my father, his expression unreadable as he silently worked through his plate.“Vince, aren’t you eating? I spent hours cooking this meal for everyone,” my mother said softly, her hand squeezing my shoulder.I glanced at her, expecting my father to speak—maybe a snide remark, a glare, anything to remind me of my unwelcome presence. Instead, he remained silent.“Thank you, Ma,” I replied with a forced smile. She leaned in to kiss my cheek before taking her seat again.“How’s your company doing, Vince? I’ve been hearing a lot about Prime Estates lately,” Lorenzo piped up, his tone light but probing.Before I could respond, my mo
A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD A mother's Love
Vincenzo Dante Volkov:“Woah… This is a total mess. How do you plan all this?” Little Mouse questioned, climbing onto my lap. I smiled and pressed a soft kiss to her neck.“Easy, sweetheart. Just get to know them, their weak points… straight. Why do you ask? Want to be a Donna? A little Mafia queen?” I teased.She laughed, sliding off my lap and sitting on the couch, a glint of curiosity in her eyes.“Would it be wrong? I mean, there isn’t much Donna in Russia, you know.”I raised an eyebrow. “Is this a joke, or are you serious? Women never take these things seriously…”“Ah, come on, Vee. Women are the best at this kind of thing. We don’t need to act like you people,” she said, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. Then, she shifted, leaning forward slightly. “So, who are the ones in the game? The real players?”I let out a short breath, thinking about how much I should reveal.“You know my elder brother, Nikolai? His one was a pretty damn good Donna. Had a reputation for silencing
A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD Their Downfall
Vincenzo Dante Volkov;The sleek black car rolled into De Stefano’s Empire, the hum of the engine cutting through the air like a blade. As we approached the main entrance, my driver guided us into the exclusive parking area, where only those who mattered dared to leave their vehicles.I leaned back, my lips curling into a smirk. This building, this empire they clung to so desperately, was about to crumble. Their arrogance would soon be replaced by chaos, and I couldn’t wait to be the one to light the match.The driver stepped out first, walking around to open my door. I emerged, adjusting my jacket as my polished shoes hit the pavement. The sun gleamed off my suit, the kind of sharp tailoring that made people stop and stare.Beside me, Little Mouse stepped out quietly. She didn’t need to say anything—her calm presence said enough.Whispers filled the air like electricity.“Wait… is that—?”“No way. That’s Vincenzo Volkov!”The murmurs grew louder as faces appeared at windows and doors
A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD The De Stefano
BRIAN DE STEFANO;My brother and I had a simple philosophy: we got what we wanted, no matter the cost. Whether it was eliminating obstacles or buying our way into power, we didn’t play by the rules. My current obsession? Vincenzo Volkov. He’s cocky, self-assured, and walks around like he’s untouchable. But he has no idea what’s coming for him—fast, ruthless, and devastating.Friday nights were sacred—Before Club nights. It wasn’t your average hangout. Only the elite, the dangerous, and the connected could step foot inside. Membership required more than wealth or power; it demanded a golden card, an exclusive badge of loyalty. My best friend, Desmond Troy, finally earned his. We’d been brothers in arms for over two decades. Desmond was rich, infamous in the corporate world, and, on the surface, the cool-headed owner of a top modeling agency. But beneath the facade? A ruthless, cold-blooded monster who thrived on chaos.Desmond was the kind of man who should’ve been locked up, guarded b
A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD How It Started
VINCENZO DANTE VOLKOVThe team set out the next day as planned. Venom, Logan, and Dee would handle the house invasion, while Freddy and I were tasked with visiting the De Stefano empire, known for their renowned beauty products.Lucian De Stefano built the empire from scratch. Initially, he was just a marketing strategist, offering innovative ideas for product management. Rumor had it that during his two years working for the Beauty House Empire, he contributed enough valuable information and unique cosmetics combinations to significantly boost sales. However, his boss silently stole his ideas, presenting them as his own.The truth was finally exposed in a high-stakes meeting attended by product managers, the board of directors, and the CEO. Lucian’s cunning boss, Timothy, always ensured Lucian accompanied him to meetings, where he’d rehearse Lucian’s explanations and confidently present them as his own. But one day, Timothy’s façade crumbled.During a presentation aimed at marketing
A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD Make Them Pay
VINCENZO DANTE VOLKOVI had just left the towering warehouse complex when a little mouse scurried into my plans—Victoria. She was on a mission with Juliet, and knowing her penchant for simplicity wrapped in elegance, I had already laid out her outfit: a crisp white skirt, a blue blouse, matching gladiator sandals, and a white purse. The perfect blend of sophistication and subtlety.As I handed the driver instructions to take her to Venom's place, I chose my own ride for the day—a sleek, 2024 black Bugatti. It had been a while since I'd unleashed one of my beauties, and the raw power beneath my hands felt exhilarating.The drive to the warehouse was short, thanks to the Bugatti’s untamed speed. My men were already waiting, their faces grim with anticipation. Today wasn’t about small moves; we were strategizing the collapse of the De Stefano empire. Their stocks, shares, and strongholds—all of it would crumble.“Logan,” I called out as we descended into the meeting room. Time wasn’t on
A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD More Pressing Matters
VICTORIA BELLA WASHINGTON;Listening to Juliet recount her past, I realized pain and suffering can indeed come in forms far greater than my own. She had borne and raised her child entirely alone, abandoned by the father who should have been her partner in this journey. Worse still, the father wasn’t just any man—he was her handler, the CEO of the agency where she worked.And as if that betrayal wasn’t cruel enough, he’d gone further—assaulting her in front of her five-year-old child. The thought alone made my blood boil. How deranged could this ex-boss be? He was undoubtedly out there, searching for her, determined to finish what he started. Little did he know Juliet wasn’t alone anymore. She had allies now—people who cared and who would fight for her.“I need to pick Annabelle up from school,” Juliet said gently. “Please don’t think I’m trying to rush you out. You’re welcome to come with me or wait at the park nearby—whatever works for you.”Her tone was considerate, almost apologeti
A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD The Will Pay
VICTORIA BELLA WASHINGTON;Vincenzo and I already discussed it—not really a conversation, but I made him aware that I would be going over to Julie's, which is practically Venom's house. It was time I carried out my part of the job: getting all kinds of information from Juliet.That morning, I woke up as early as 7 a.m. I treated myself to a nice warm bubble bath. I played with the bubbles a bit before thoroughly scrubbing every part of my body. For some reason, I wanted to glow even brighter today. Vincenzo was about to leave the room the moment I went in for my bath, so I doubted he would still be in the bedroom. So, I rinsed the soap off my hair and body, walked out of the bathtub, dried my body, and walked to my dressing table, bare.The manual dryer worked on my hair as I spent a few minutes trying to perfectly dry it. Next, I went for my lotion—Vincenzo's, for some reason I couldn’t resist the fragrance of it. I applied it all over my body, then used the facial cream and every ot
