Mafia King's Fiancé

Mafia King's Fiancé

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By:  Merina  Completed
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Life was tough for Svetlana Kozlovsky already courtesy to Bratva who was on a hunt to find her dead or alive but she apparently hadn't seen the worst of it yet. Well, until she met Luca Alessio Giannini, Don of the Cosa Nostra, faked being his arranged fiancé and becoming pregnant with his imaginary baby... Svetlana Yulia Kozlovsky 23-year-old, Second generation heir of Russian Mafia syndicate: Frivolous, scheming and clever as she is, her heart is plated in gold. Through series of bad childhood experiences molded her to be her caution self, she is a surgeon by profession with traumatic practice experience as a disciple of a mad doctor. Love and trust doesn't come easy to her. Luca Alessio Giannini 29-year old, head of the Italian Mafia. Apparently the CEO of Multi-Billion Company, he works in black and white trades. To the world he is self-made jolly playboy billionaire but under the veil he is cunning, promiscuous and when provoked a cold-hearted killer. Bored of every person meeting him with servitude, he immediately get attracted by the ice-cold Russian beauty who doesn't bat her eyes twice at him. With her devil-may-care attitude and aloofness to his charm, she is quick to catch the eyes of the Mafia King and he wants her. And nothing stops him from getting what he wants, not even the Raven head beauty who has his heart in her clutches.

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Note: This is my first book on Goodnovel and I post every day. Thanks for checking out my book! Svetlana Yulia Kozlovsky My feet were sore from all the running but I couldn’t rest on this foreign soil. I needed distraction for these two days; the shipment cargo was leaving in about an hour from now and the Russians, my own blood, were fighting tooth and nail to get a chunk of my flesh. Their young Tsar candidate was dead. The Bratva was vast as Russian lands that extended like a strip on the map. The Kozlovsky Syndicate was just a patch of garland in it but their alliances and influences, never-ending list of underdogs and rats networking gave them an invincible hold on our ancestors' trade routes. But this was about people trusting their knowledge to the extreme and a rational belief that your prey is unaware of you creeping in

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emmanuellaabokwen
just wonderful
2023-01-01 00:16:05
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Fee Love
Ur character Luca is from another book... & this book is not part of the series so someone is stepping one someone toes here... Otherwise how could one explain 2 books with different yet similar story lines with a common character?
2022-09-06 04:46:59
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Deewrites
oh my god, this appeared as a pop up promotion and I clicked on it and read one of the best first chapters I've ever read on this app. and then I read the blurb and it took my breath away. take all my money
2022-08-28 06:33:55
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jane_dorris
excellent plot .good writing
2022-07-04 22:16:13
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emmanuellaabokwen
love the thrill, just the best if you haven't read I suggest you do
2023-01-01 00:15:45
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140 Chapters

Blind Goose Chase

Note: This is my first book on Goodnovel and I post every day. Thanks for checking out my book!   Svetlana Yulia Kozlovsky   My feet were sore from all the running but I couldn’t rest on this foreign soil. I needed distraction for these two days; the shipment cargo was leaving in about an hour from now and the Russians, my own blood, were fighting tooth and nail to get a chunk of my flesh.   Their young Tsar candidate was dead.   The Bratva was vast as Russian lands that extended like a strip on the map. The Kozlovsky Syndicate was just a patch of garland in it but their alliances and influences, never-ending list of underdogs and rats networking gave them an invincible hold on our ancestors' trade routes.    But this was about people trusting their knowledge to the extreme and a rational belief that your prey is unaware of you creeping in
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In A Little Girl's Fantasy

Svetlana Yulia Koslovsky    Waking up groggily, I had a throbbing headache. It felt like the world was going merry-go-round and a curse left my foul-tasting mouth, involuntary. My tongue flickered in my mouth trying to name the horrible bitter aftertaste in my mouth. Unrecognizable, but it was some medicine for sure.   What the f*ck had they fed me?! I absolutely despise when someone plays with my body or conscious function. Whoever this was should damn well draft their wills!   Blinking I tried to adjust to the light in the room. My breath hitched as my eyes roamed the length of my body. GOD! I was wearing the same clothing that I was wearing the night before and there was no ache in my body except the one in my head.   I shut my eye and let out a shaky breath. I wasn’t r*ped which was a good sign. My hand reached my chest to even my breathing but then froze m
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Identity Theft

Svetlana Yulia Kozlovsky   “Sandra, let the doctor check you.” He ordered in a stern and stiff tone as if ordering his comrade and just by one look I could tell, that was the softest tone the man could muster. Probably an army man.   I frowned and gave the man a once over. Crisp expensive suit, leather shiny shoes that could probably reflect back your face, and a stick up his ass; this was a corporate shark through and through but in no way did I remember poking one. My world hardly had confrontation to anything as holy as a legit business.   Right now, I really wanted to know the extent of my ′talent’. How had I managed to ruffle these fine custom-made, imported feathers?   I would say the man was some perverted old man who brought me in for the kinks but I know that everyone knows that I am more trouble than a good f*ck and cutting and weighing balls seem
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Pretty Savage Astor Family

Svetlana Yulia  Kozlovsky   As the old woman clad in maid clothing entered the room she smiled a stiff yet warm smile at me which I didn’t reciprocate, “Miss, I am here to help you dress.” Ostensibly, this was the only greeting that I was spared, the elderly woman steadily paced through the room entering the walk-in closet, I hadn’t had the chance to notice, much less explore. I may not be girlish but I was a shopaholic and the closet I walked in was a heaven set-up for me. Whereas it was a choice of comfort for Americans, we Russian women preferred dressing up to the hilt every single day. I was not versatile in preference, after all, I was once brought up in old money. Rack after rack limited-edition branded fabrics and accessories was just what I needed to calm my nerves. And the footwear collection. I knew since young my Achilles heels were in my heels. Back in Russia, I had collected hundreds of them fr
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Sweet Death Of Holy Matrimony

Svetlana Yulia  Kozlovsky   I’ve been staring at the grey, golden and white walls and the so-called classy furniture consecutively with maddening intensity like felons had the prison cell printed in their minds, I’d this Goddamn Mansion. My skin was burning and my lungs were suffering burning from lack of oxygen. This textured ceiling of the repulsing pink room with stars and the whole screwed universe model was going to be a lasting nightmare once I get out of here, I reckon.   There was always something to be done, something to crave, something to ruin but in this dreadful vortex of whatever hell, life was frozen. Lack of human contact, thrill, chase, and purpose was weighing on my spirit. I wanted to break free and get loose.   Like Rubik’s cube, several scenarios had run through my mind of my possible escapades, all with less than 20% survival chances. It wasn’t my soil, I was a strange
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What Could Possibly Go Wrong?

Svetlana Yulia Kozlovsky   The specters of my ruin looked less than concerned if even this wreck was going to end in a heart arrest. The Giannini's was your typical shark in grey waters. Territorial, power-hungry, and predators of sharp teeth with a jaw to regenerate a new set every fortnight.   To them, Mafia was their family gridiron with acquaintances and consociate on every nook and cranny. They come up strong with cohesive reciprocities pulling them at leverage.   I could inquire very furtively and sneakily who was this Giannini heir I am offered as a sacrifice to but I already had my heart in my throat. I co
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Enviable Fiancé

Svetlana Yulia Kozlovsky   I sat in the lobby with pursed lips. The chamber, wide and spread, is immaculately bold and masculine with about three storey tall woodsy antique-white walls. Ceiling, a plain stretch to miles with beehive cells scattered in a remote expanse where I’m guessing the air conditioner is reserved. The walls have ridiculous yet pocket-draining artworks and tacky furniture on every nook.   Large glass walls with pentagon-shaped cubicles are set in the far end of the lobby where I’m guessing the staff resides. People file in and out with a hop in their step, rushing in and about, carrying files and merchandise. All with the grace of the dead, without a single sound. That is all my line of vision fa
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The Perfect Rivals

Luca Alessio Giannini   The woman was a vile precarious creature.   The woman... she touched and ignited some nirvana in my bones. I am still sporting a hard-on just looking at her leaning back relaxing in my office. Doing nothing but being there.   She was fucking drinking vodka from her third hip flask like a drunkard at 11:30 all the while she pretended to scroll through her phone. But the woman head would snap and ears would perk on any voice, for anything that could be a sign of a threat.   I couldn’t pinpoint but the woman posture, her whole persona had gone through a change. I assessed her with squinted eyes, back to back without stopping typing. I haven't gotten any work done, this sexy beast was occupying my less than holy thoughts.   The girl was in a defensive position, not relaxing for a second as if she could be executed any moment now. Was
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Settling Down In New Waters

Svetlana Yulia  Kozlovsky   As I trotted outside of that suffocating inspection room, I couldn’t be grateful enough to that obnoxiously obvious hoe. She couldn’t more obvious if she had her tongue out and tail wagging. And I’m NOT threatened or jealous for that pretty, skimpy blonde having hots for him.   He isn't what I would give a rat ass about.   But he could be a little bit less of a douche and not ogle her ass like he didn’t just have his tongue lapping on me. The man had an infuriatingly precarious aura that stilled my functionary senses, though now I was well assured the groom was no lovesick rabid dog hell-bent for a bite. I could even tell him now but you would be a fool to let a cannibal guard your kid. My secret is only ever safe with me. Or maybe it was the alcohol in my system making me light on my feet and acutely delusional.   If they are a promiscuo
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Knowing Devils Is Knowing Their Lair

Svetlana Yulia  Kozlovsky It had been hectic following days, doing anything and everything that had no validity or credit at all. That bat shit crazy woman was diligent in her disruption project with an endgame to ruin my peaceful days. Luca, sure to his words, would pass by our pentagon high-security prison at the end of every day without glancing my way. Kinda annoying how he ignores me or maybe not notice me at all. But I’m sure it’s just vanity and being too invested in the role of being his fiancé diverting my interest. I figured many small and big details that can only be extracted by an insider. His secretaries though bunched for half a day here in this obnoxious pentagon they had their own teams that were seated in their respective cubicles across the halls. Gina was Tiziana sidekick, they both overtook the corporate division by the throat. Tiziana dealt with exte
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