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The Devil's Reluctant Bride
Last Updated : 2025-01-03
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Trigger warning ⚠️🔞 Dub-con Rape Language Violence Death/murder Blood This book is dedicated to the girlies who just can't stay away from the bad boys. Got a savior complex?? Let's see if you can save Marcello. Ambrosia was happy in a marriage to the love of her life. it was everything she's always wanted and more. But life doesn't give warnings before it shatters everything you know completely. A visit from Don Marcello opens a can of worms she never even knew about and takes away her definition of love. Ambrosia become the reluctant Bride to the devil mafia. Marcello hated women. Maybe mommy issues or ex-issues, he simply fucking hated them. They were never loyal and all they needed was a cock to keep them pleased. And in Marcello's world of death and deceit, loyalty was everything. He didn't think any woman was capable of that until he met Ambrosia and that cemented his obsession for the woman. He would do whatever it took to make her loyal to him including forcing her to be his bride. But could force bring him the loyalty he so craved from a woman??
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The Devil's Reluctant Bride A rough escape!
Ambrosia’s P.O.VDays had passed since the don had forced me to sign those divorce papers and during those days, I was transferred from the infirmary building into a large mansion in the same compound.I told myself that I did it to save Steven, but Marcello’s words thundered in my head over and over again. “You’ll make such a fine bride for me.”I didn’t know what he meant but what I knew for sure is that I’d rather throw myself off a cliff than marry that man. I hated him with every breath I took. the devil who ruined my life and marriage. when I’d offered to do anything to stop him from hurting my husband, I thought he’d ask me to…to…do anything other than what he’d forced me to do that day. the memory still haunted me and the worst part of it all was how my clit always throbbed whenever it crossed my mind. Steven knew this…knew my body had enjoyed that traumatic experience and that was why he despised me.Tears burned at the corner of my eyes and just as I tried to blink it back,
Last Updated : 2025-01-03The Devil's Reluctant Bride Fine Bride
Ambrosia’s P.O.V I was in pain. And it wasn’t the dull ache that came after a bad fall or the kind of soreness you rubbed out of your muscles after a long day. This was sharp and screaming through every nerve in my body. My chest felt like it had been set on fire and dragged through broken glass. Every breath I sucked in was a fucking gamble. When my eyes finally slit open, the first thing I saw was a beautiful ceiling with murals of angels. Where the hell was I? I tried to move my arm, but the cold bite of metal against my skin froze me in place. Chains…? My wrists were shackled to this bed and my legs weren’t fairing better. My stomach churned in panic. I tugged against the restraints, trying to sit up, but the motion sent a white-hot bolt of agony shooting through my chest. I gasped, choking on the pain as my lungs refused to cooperate. Oh god. Oh god. Tears blurred my vision as reality began sink in. I wasn't just hurt, I was trapped. Just then, the door cracked open
Last Updated : 2024-12-21The Devil's Reluctant Bride Loyalty.
Marcello’s P.O.V I had lost count of how many punches I’d thrown, but the bastard tied to the chair before me was still breathing, though barely. Blood dripped from my fingerless gloves, splattering the concrete floors in uneven bursts. The fucker whimpered, his head hanging low on his chest, but I wasn’t done. Traitors didn’t get mercy–not in my world. “One thing I hate the most is rats,” my voice was calm, almost bored, though inside I was seething. “They are the most disgusting bottom rung rodent, living in trash and with no sense of loyalty. You…I took you in when you were on the streets, Deficiente! You were fucking nothing!” I grabbed his hair, jerking his head back so he could look me in the eyes. “But that didn’t fucking matter to you!” “Hai infranto la sola regola nel mio impero, e questo,” I gestured to the mangled mess of his face, “e cio che succede ai ratti!” My fist flew again, crashing against his jaw. His moans were music to my ear. Something cracked. Teeth s
Last Updated : 2024-12-19The Devil's Reluctant Bride Going Dark
Ambrosia's P.O.V God I hated the smell of hospitals and even more so, I hated that almost all the staff knew who I was. Adjusting my scarf to hide the dark bruise along my jaw, I stepped into the private hospital ward that housed my mother for the past five years. A familiar ache formed in my chest when I took in the tangle of wires and tubes, the only thing keeping my mother alive. “Hi, Mama,” I whispered, my voice breaking as I closed the door behind me. The room was dim, save for the weak light spilling from the hallway. My mother’s once vibrant face was pale and slack with a thick tube connected to her mouth. Blinking back tears, I sat by the bed and wrapped my trembling fingers around my mother’s frail hands, shivering from how cold they were. “They still haven’t found you a suitable heart,” I choked out through a throat clogged with tears. “I…I wish I could do more, but I don’t know what to do anymore.” My tears came hot and fast, stinging my ears as they slid down my che
Last Updated : 2024-12-19The Devil's Reluctant Bride Take A Wife
Marcello’s P.O.V I stilled, a nerve ticking in my jaw as rage boiled under my skin. Ambrosia…no the woman beneath me whined in protest, squeezing her pussy muscles enough to make me hiss. “Don’t go, Don. Please. Fill me with your cum.” “Get off me,” I growled, knocking off her legs that were tight around my waist. She fell to the ground, yelping as I pulled my pants over my still throbbing cock. I hissed through my teeth when the metal of my zipper cruised gently over my tip but finally I was able to shove my cock inside my pants. As I stormed out of my room, I gritted my teeth in frustration. On a normal day, I would have kept the Conclave della Notte waiting until I was done, but today was no normal day and I knew they were here because of my Uncle. I entered my den and paused at the doorway, seeing the seven men of the Conclave sitting around the mahogany desk in the center of the room. Although their faces were shadowed due to the dark lighting, their postures were tense
Last Updated : 2024-12-19The Devil's Reluctant Bride Coca Plantation
Marcello’s P.O.V Three days. Three fucking days since I walked out of that Barnes house, and yet, the taste of Ambrosia Barnes still lingered on my tongue. It was infuriating and goddamn distracting. The woman wasn’t even beautiful in the traditional sense. Sure, her body was curvy, built to take a man’s cock, but it was her loyalty–that slavish devotion to that spineless prick Steven–that crawled under my skin like a bad itch. No woman has fucking given a shit about me like that. Not even my mother. Celia had been abducted by my father and after he forcefully bred her and made her carry the baby, she took her own life right after birthing me. Her last words were, I would rather face death than the purgatory of raising Antonio’s flesh! And then she slit her own goddamn wrist. The nurses told this story to anyone who would listen and I, heir to Antonio De Haas grew up learning that my mother chose suicide than a curse of raising me. Anyway, I digress. I was a selfish
Last Updated : 2024-12-19The Devil's Reluctant Bride Used
⚠️ 🔞 ⚠️ WARNING Ambrosia's P.O.V A part of me knew this was coming but it still felt like a fucking death knell. Terror, hopelessness, and something that felt like arousal mixed a Molotov cocktail in my stomach as I stared at the growing bulge in his pants. No. no. I couldn’t betray my husband like this. But when I glanced over my shoulders and saw the knife at his throat, fear and anger in his eyes, my own eyes blurred and I turned back to the don. His nose was flared as he looked down at me. I swallowed and with a shudder, leaned in and pressed my mouth to his bulge. Steven let out a shout that became muffled when they hit him. I flinched but focused on the task. Even though my teeth hadn’t found his zip yet, there was a musky scent around his groin that made my mouth run dry. What the hell was wrong with me? A while later, after lapping around with my tongue, I finally caught the zipper between my teeth, and slowly, still holding the don's gaze, I pulled it down. His e
Last Updated : 2024-12-19The Devil's Reluctant Bride Time Up
Ambrosia's P.O.V Dinner was supposed to be perfect. The table was set with my best china and the wine Steven loved chilling in its silver bucket. It was the kind of night where I could sit back and admire the life we’d built together–his success, and my quiet contentment. It was our wedding anniversary and I was the luckiest woman alive to be married to this handsome man in front of me. “You know a letter came in for you today in the mailbox.” I suddenly said from across the dining table, making moon eyes at the man. Steven looked up from his steak and frowned. “That’s strange. Who uses mailboxes in this day and age?” I shrugged, sipping my wine. “I thought the same too. Maybe you’d check it after dinner and…dessert?” His brows arched when I whispered the last word and I could see the telltale signs of his excitement. “And what’s for dessert, my love?” Leaning back, I pushed back my plate and chair, showing him the sexy red dress I’d picked. “Maybe…me?” “Oh, I’m gonna
Last Updated : 2024-12-19
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Ambrosia's P.O.V Dinner was supposed to be perfect. The table was set with my best china and the wine Steven loved chilling in its silver bucket. It was the kind of night where I could sit back and admire the life we’d built together–his success, and my quiet contentment. It was our wedding anniversary and I was the luckiest woman alive to be married to this handsome man in front of me. “You know a letter came in for you today in the mailbox.” I suddenly said from across the dining table, making moon eyes at the man. Steven looked up from his steak and frowned. “That’s strange. Who uses mailboxes in this day and age?” I shrugged, sipping my wine. “I thought the same too. Maybe you’d check it after dinner and…dessert?” His brows arched when I whispered the last word and I could see the telltale signs of his excitement. “And what’s for dessert, my love?” Leaning back, I pushed back my plate and chair, showing him the sexy red dress I’d picked. “Maybe…me?” “Oh, I’m gonna ...
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