The Mafia King's Temporary Wife

The Mafia King's Temporary Wife

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Nila's POV Handsome, and utterly lethal but Yet here I am chained by vows to the king of the Russian Bratva. It wasn’t love; it was leverage. A move on the chessboard I had no choice but to make. Now, I play the role of the devoted wife, Even as fear coils in my chest, Counting down the days until I’m free of this merciless man. Adrian Power bends to my will. Always. And now, I’ve claimed the most captivating liar I’ve ever seen. She thinks she can outmaneuver me, That her fake smiles and convincing kisses will shield her from the inevitable. But her fire only stokes my obsession. She doesn’t realize it yet, But freedom isn’t in her future. Our deal? Broken. Nila is mine. Forever.

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Desperate Measures

PrologueBeep. Beep. The sharp smell of antiseptic tells me I’m in a hospital. I’m alive. I try to open my eyes, but they don’t respond. The anesthesia must still be in effect. There’s no pain now, but I hear faint voices on my left. They sound familiar, but I can’t place them. Beep. Beep. “Can he hear us?” “No. He’s sedated, Will he survive?” “Yes, unfortunately. His chest wounds weren’t too serious. They stitched him up.” “We can always try again. Blame it on the Italians.” “Too risky. People are loyal to the pakhan. If anyone connects me to this, I’ll end up dead.” Beep. “Well, there is some good news. The bullet destroyed his knee.” “And?” “The doctor says he’ll never walk again. If someone stronger steps up . . . well, no one’s going to back a pakhan in a wheelchair when a better choice is available.” “Guess we didn’t fail entirely.” Two pairs of footsteps fade away, and the door clicks shut. Chapter 1Adrian's POV Seven months later There are nev

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Sophie Ashley
This book is so interesting! Nila is so sassy ...
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19 Chapters

Desperate Measures

PrologueBeep. Beep. The sharp smell of antiseptic tells me I’m in a hospital. I’m alive. I try to open my eyes, but they don’t respond. The anesthesia must still be in effect. There’s no pain now, but I hear faint voices on my left. They sound familiar, but I can’t place them. Beep. Beep. “Can he hear us?” “No. He’s sedated, Will he survive?” “Yes, unfortunately. His chest wounds weren’t too serious. They stitched him up.” “We can always try again. Blame it on the Italians.” “Too risky. People are loyal to the pakhan. If anyone connects me to this, I’ll end up dead.” Beep. “Well, there is some good news. The bullet destroyed his knee.” “And?” “The doctor says he’ll never walk again. If someone stronger steps up . . . well, no one’s going to back a pakhan in a wheelchair when a better choice is available.” “Guess we didn’t fail entirely.” Two pairs of footsteps fade away, and the door clicks shut. Chapter 1Adrian's POV Seven months later There are nev
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Three Million Reasons To

Nila’s POV“Great,” I whisper under my breath, dropping my bag on the recliner in the living room. It’s been months since I’ve been here, but nothing has changed. The same pale curtains, beige furniture, and blank white walls. It’s like a hospital. Cold and lifeless. I’ve always hated it. The first real money I made, I rented my own place just to escape this boring space.“I’m home!” I call out loudly.The click of heels echoes from the kitchen, and my mom appears. Sandra Roberts looks as polished as ever, tall, blonde, with perfect makeup and a white silk dress that probably hasn’t seen a wrinkle in its life. I roll my eyes. Of course, it’s white.“You’re three hours late,” she snaps, crossing her arms. Then her sharp gaze zeroes in on my face. “What on earth have you done to yourself?”“What do you mean?”“That thing on your nose!” she exclaims.“It’s called a piercing, Mom.”She gasps. “People get sick from those! When your father sees you, he’s going to have a heart attack.”“I’m
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Terms And Conditions

Nila’s POV“They said it’s just a marriage for appearances. You won’t have to, you know… do anything,” my father said nervously.“Sleep with him? If he’s eighty, then it’s fine. He probably can’t anyway. Eighty sounds good,” I replied, trying to sound indifferent.My father fidgeted. “Nila, I’m so sorry. If you don’t want to go through with this, I’ll figure something else out.”I looked at him, sitting slumped in his chair. His messy hair and tired, bloodshot eyes made him look older than he was. He seemed so small, so defeated.“There’s no other way, is there? Unless you’re ready to report the mafia to the police,” I said flatly.“You know I can’t do that. They’d kill us all,” he whispered.Of course, they would. I sighed deeply, trying to stay calm. “Alright. I’ll do it.”My father’s face crumpled, and he began to cry. I wanted to cry too, but what was the point? “When will this start? Will they arrange some kind of meeting?” I asked.“They already did,” he said. “We’re meeting t
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Spying And Shopping

Nila's POV The evening is unusually warm, but a chill runs through me as I step out of the restaurant. My dad grabs my arm, rushing me toward the car while asking questions. I can’t focus on his words. I climb into the passenger seat, my legs shaking. The adrenaline is gone, and now I’m left with the aftermath.I’ve never been as terrified as I was walking into that restaurant, unsure if they’d decided to kill us after all. Keeping calm and steady while facing that dangerous man took everything I had. A few times, I almost slipped, but if he’d sensed any weakness, it would’ve been over for my dad and me. His wheelchair didn’t fool me for a second. One look into his eyes told me exactly what he was a ruthless man who wouldn’t hesitate to destroy anyone.Adrian Di Salis. I expected some old man with a potbelly. Why else would he need to force a woman into marriage? But I couldn’t have been more wrong.During our short meeting, I kept my gaze on his as much as I could, but I still caugh
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Commanding The Room

Adrian’s POV She’s late. I try to focus on the conversation at the table, but it’s pointless. These gatherings are always full of fake people with fake smiles. They act friendly, but I know they’d stab me in the back if they got the chance. As I glance around, I can’t help but wonder which one of them planted the bomb that changed my life. It wasn’t the Italians. I’m certain of that. If it were them, the whole warehouse would’ve been rigged. Instead, someone slipped a device under my car. I was lucky the trigger went off a few seconds too early, but still, I know it had to be someone who had access to my schedule. A few of those people are sitting here with me now. I reach for my whiskey to pour another glass when my uncle, Leonard, whistles and points his cigar toward the entrance. “Nice legs,” he says. I look in the same direction and see her. She’s wearing a long green dress with black embroidery along the neckline and waist. The slit on one side shows a glimpse of her le
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A Trade Of Wills

I don’t think he’ll ask me to explain, but he does. His question catches me off guard. “Why not? Is it because of the wheelchair?” His tone sounds casual, but there’s something hidden in it that I can’t quite figure out. I stop watching the crowd and meet his eyes. “No, it’s because I’m not some obedient little dog, Mr. Di Salis.” Adrian laughs softly, shaking his head as he takes another sip of his drink. “What happened?” I nod toward his legs. “You don’t waste time or beat around the bush do you, Nila?” “Would you prefer I did?” “It was a car bomb,” he answers, voice calm but clipped. “Shrapnel tore through my right knee and shattered it.” “Does it still hurt?” “Like hell,” he replies, then downs the rest of his drink. “You have money,” I say. “Can’t you get some sort of surgery?” He leans back in his chair, a faint smirk on his face. “Turns out, there are things even money can’t fix.” “That sucks,” I reply with a shrug. “At least you can afford to buy a wife
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Tempting Offer

Tempting, but that’s not what I want from him. “I need an answer to a question,” I say. “Is that possible?”My choice seems to catch him off guard. I notice it in the way his eyes widen, just slightly. And he doesn’t seem too pleased. “It depends on the question.”“In that case, I’ll have to pass, Mr. Di Salis.” He looks at me, then laughs, causing several people to glance our way. “You sure make things difficult, Miss Roberts.” He leans closer and whispers in my ear, “Ask away.”I can hardly believe he agreed. Adrian doesn’t seem like the type to accept anyone’s terms. He must really want that painting. I meet his dark, calculating gaze while my mind runs through several thoughts.“Why do you need a temporary wife, Adrian? You’re handsome, rich, and powerful. I’m sure there are plenty of women who’d marry you without a second thought. Why spend millions of dollars when you could have a wife for free?”“Because I don’t want a permanent one, and the business situation right now require
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Acting

“I’ll call the kitchen when we’re ready for dinner,” Adrian says.“Of course.” The man nods and starts to leave, but before he does, he glances at me with a look of interest.From the look on his face and the way his eyes widened after Adrian’s words, I can tell that gossip will start soon.When we exit the elevator, Adrian leads me down a hallway to the left and through a big wooden door. Inside, there’s a huge space with a living room in the middle. To the left is a library, and to the right is a modern kitchen and a dining area. The furniture is simple, probably to make it easier for Adrian to move around. The room is decorated in warm colors mostly browns and cream, using a lot of natural materials, especially wood. It looks modern but still warm and inviting. I like it.“We need to go over a few things,” Adrian says, pointing to the living area, where a long sofa sits in front of a big TV on the wall.“You’ll sleep in the room over there,” he says, pointing to the right. “My room
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His Name On My Lips

After the maid left Nila says, “I guess that went well,” and runs her hand through her hair, making it even messier.“That was a nice performance,” I reply.“Well, I should go to bed now,” she says. She walks toward her room but stops. “Can I borrow a shirt or something? I don’t want to sleep in this fancy dress.”The thought of her in my clothes stirs something inside me. I imagine pulling her close and taking her to my bed. I don’t want that. This is all just business. “I’ll get you something. We’ll send someone to pick up your stuff tomorrow. Just leave your keys in the kitchen.”After a quick shower, I put on a white t shirt that Sergio had left on the door handle. I climb into the big bed, wrapping myself in the duvet. I check the time on my phone, it's past midnight but I can’t sleep. Being in a new house is part of the problem. But the bigger issue is that she’s just a few rooms away. Thinking about her is making my mind race.Adrian’s chest is covered with tattoos. I saw them
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No Hesitation

She blinks, and instead of replying, she quickly turns and runs to her room. The door slams shut just as it hits me, and I feel anger rising in my stomach.Someone must have hurt her badly for her to react like that.Nila's POV The clock on the nightstand shows it’s three p.m. I know I can’t stay locked in here all day. But I also can’t bring myself to go face Adrian after what happened this morning. He probably thinks I’m crazy. Even after two years, my mind is still messed up.It was getting better. I had reached a point where I could be around big guys without freaking out. I could even talk normally, as long as they didn’t touch me. Sure, most people, especially men, are taller than me. But most of them don’t make me panic. The only men who trigger that reaction are the ones who are as tall as Peter was, with a lot of muscle.Adrian doesn’t look like Peter, who had blonde hair and a surfer look, but they are about the same height and build. Maybe if I had been warned or knew what
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