The Mafia's Kingpin's Arranged Bride

The Mafia's Kingpin's Arranged Bride

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In a world of organized crime, Sierra Williams finds herself trapped in a marriage with Jordan Pierce, a powerful Mafia lord. As betrayal and lies from someone unexpected threaten to destroy their bond, can they find love and redemption amidst the chaos?

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001. A Heart-wrenching News

Sierra's POV I barely had time to shake off the cold before my father’s voice cut through the stillness like a knife. He and Mom were perched on the couch, watching me with expressions so serious I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. This wasn’t the usual quick hello after work; this was something weightier, something that seemed to be lodged between us, stretching the silence to its limit. “Hey, Dad. Mom…” I managed, forcing a smile. But they didn’t return it, and that pit in my stomach grew tenfold. “Come sit, Sierra.” My father gestured to the spot on the couch between them. Not a question, an order. He might as well have set up an interrogation lamp. Confused, I dropped my bag and slid into the space he indicated, feeling the weight of their scrutiny like a boulder pressing down on me. Dad cleared his throat, his eyes fixed on mine with a sternness that had only one thing in mind: control. “Sierra, you need to know that what I’m about to say is for the best,” he ...

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45 Chapters
001. A Heart-wrenching News
Sierra's POV I barely had time to shake off the cold before my father’s voice cut through the stillness like a knife. He and Mom were perched on the couch, watching me with expressions so serious I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. This wasn’t the usual quick hello after work; this was something weightier, something that seemed to be lodged between us, stretching the silence to its limit. “Hey, Dad. Mom…” I managed, forcing a smile. But they didn’t return it, and that pit in my stomach grew tenfold. “Come sit, Sierra.” My father gestured to the spot on the couch between them. Not a question, an order. He might as well have set up an interrogation lamp. Confused, I dropped my bag and slid into the space he indicated, feeling the weight of their scrutiny like a boulder pressing down on me. Dad cleared his throat, his eyes fixed on mine with a sternness that had only one thing in mind: control. “Sierra, you need to know that what I’m about to say is for the best,” he
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002. Sooner or Later
Sierra's POV "I hereby pronounce you man and wife." The words echoed in my ears, their weight sinking into my bones. I was officially Mrs. Jordan Pierce. A strange mix of disbelief and inevitability wrapped around me like a thick fog, pulling me under. After the ceremony, I tried to find my parents in the crowd, but it was like they’d vanished. “The bride shouldn’t be wandering around alone.” I spun around, heart pounding, and there he was—Dominic Pierce, Jordan’s younger brother, watching me with a smirk that hinted at annoyance and maybe a bit of sympathy. “Have you seen my parents?” I asked, my voice thinner than I’d intended, betraying the panic simmering under my skin. He shrugged, nonchalant. “They left after the vows.” He let that settle in for a moment. “Jordan left too. He asked me to drive you home.” I stared at him, my disbelief changing into shock and a growing frustration. “Wait—you’re telling me he left our wedding to go to a meeting?” Dominic’s smirk faded, replac
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003. The Weight of Stubburness
Jordan's POV"Tell everyone I’m coming." I instructed my assistant, who had called to inform me about the Chinese investors waiting for me. As I stepped out of the mansion, I noticed Sierra at the car, adjusting her dress while struggling to open the front passenger door."What are you doing?" I demanded, seeing her wrestle with the handle. She had never been this serious as she is now.She looked up, defiant. "I'm going with you to work."I raised an eyebrow, exasperated, and shut my door, walking over to her. "This must be some kind of joke. Go inside." I ordered, my voice sharp.She crossed her arms, lips pressed together in that stubborn look she’d mastered. “You’re not leaving me alone in that empty house, Jordan.”Her insistence sparked something between annoyance and reluctant admiration. “The meeting I’m going to is not some corporate affair, Sierra. We’re headed underground,” I warned, my voice dropping low. But she didn’t flinch or back down. I had never seen someone as stub
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004. His Vulnerable Side
Sierra's POVI heard the commotion inside but stayed back, my heart pounding. Moments later, the door swung open, and Jordan stepped out, his hair disheveled, his knuckles bloodied. He looked like he was barely holding himself together. What must have gone wrong? "Let’s go." His voice was clipped, giving me no room to ask the questions. I followed without a word, feeling the tension radiating from him as we moved through the building. The workers averted their eyes, sensing the cold in his behavior. Hours later, we arrived back at the mansion. Jordan stepped out, slamming the car door so hard it shook, then stormed inside. I found him in the living room, pacing with wild energy, his fingers threading through his hair."I hate it when I give orders, and you ignore them," he spat out, his voice dangerously low. "Because of you, I severed ties with my Chinese investors."I frowned, bewildered. "What did I do?""How many times do I have to remind you I’m a Mafia boss?" he snapped. "Peop
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005. A Heartbreaking News
Sierra’s POV I was stunned when Jordan told me we’d be going shopping together the next day. It was a side of him I’d rarely seen—a softness hidden beneath that hard, protective exterior. Part of me felt like I was being given a glimpse of something precious, something he didn’t share easily. As we strolled through the mall, Jordan kept his hand wrapped protectively around my waist. I could feel the eyes of strangers on us—mostly men whose gazes lingered a bit too long. But with him beside me, I didn’t flinch. In his presence, I felt shielded, cherished. We stopped at a boutique, and my attention was instantly drawn to a stunning gown displayed near the window. I took one look at the price tag and shook my head, knowing I wouldn’t dare spend on something so extravagant. But before I could pull myself away, one of the store clerks carefully folded the gown into a box, and to my surprise, Jordan accepted it and handed it to me. “Thank you,” I whispered excitedly. I threw my arms
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006. Trapped Ectasy
Sierra’s POV Leila’s words echoed in my mind like a haunting tune I couldn’t shut off. The smugness in her voice, the footage on her phone, and the poisonous grin she wore as she claimed her pregnancy—it all circled around me, clouding every shred of reason I had left. Her words were like daggers. Jordan’s baby? I gripped the edge of the taxi seat, staring out at the quiet streets of Crystal Bay, but the world outside was nothing but a blur. I was too tangled up in disbelief to notice the bright lights or the hum of passing cars. How could this be true? How could my sister—my own blood—be capable of this? And Jordan… I couldn’t even say his name in my head without anger bubbling up. Was he part of this, or was Leila lying? The evidence on that phone was there—raw and damning. But no matter how many times I replayed the scene, I still couldn’t make sense of it. When the taxi pulled up to the Pierce mansion, I stepped out on autopilot. My legs felt like jelly, and every step I took
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007. Strings of Fear
Sierra’s POV The moment I hit redial again, my fingers trembled as I pressed the phone to my ear. Once. Twice. Voicemail. Again. And again. “Come on, Jordan,” I muttered, pacing the narrow space between the bar’s dimly lit booths. My pulse quickened with each failed attempt. The low hum of conversation and clinking glasses around me faded into the background, swallowed by the growing panic building in my chest. Across the table, my friends exchanged concerned glances. One of them mouthed, “Are you okay?” I waved them off with a quick nod, not ready to explain the whirlwind unraveling in my head. Jordan had to be fine. He was Jordan Pierce—unshakable, invincible. But the icy knot twisting in my stomach wasn’t convinced. I didn’t even realize I was outside until the sharp night air hit me, cutting through my thin jacket like a blade. My fingers fumbled over my phone as I dialed his assistant’s number. The line barely rang before a crisp, professional voice answered. “Mr. Pierce’s o
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008. Clouds of Bile
Sierra's POV I sat cross-legged on the couch in my room, staring at the one point on the coffee table as Jordan’s voice poured through the line. His words were a mixture of desperation and resolve, as if he were teetering on the edge of something monumental. He just called after what felt like an eternity of no communication. “Sierra,” he said, his voice cracking slightly. “You have to believe me. I didn’t do what they’re saying. None of it. I swear to you.” I took a shaky breath, my fingers gripping the edge of a throw pillow. “Jordan, it’s not about whether I believe you,” I replied softly. “It’s about the world out there. The headlines. The evidence piling up against you. It’s... it’s overwhelming.” “I know it is. I know.” His frustration was palpable, like static through the phone. “But I’m going to fix this. I’ll prove to everyone that they’re wrong. I just need time.” Time. It felt like the one thing we didn’t have. Every passing day seemed to bring another damning accusati
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009. Rumors of Death
Jordan's POV When I first heard the rumor, I thought it was a sick joke. People will say anything these days, twisting the truth into knots just to see if it can hang someone. But this? This wasn’t just another headline or baseless accusation. They were saying Sierra was dead. Dead. The word felt like a slap, leaving a stinging numbness that spread through my entire body. My phone slipped out of my hand, clattering to the table. I stared at the screen, the text from some anonymous source still glowing like a beacon of doom: Sorry for your loss, man. Heard Sierra didn’t make it. No. This wasn’t possible. It couldn’t be. I grabbed the phone and hit call, my fingers shaking so badly I almost dropped it again. Her number went straight to voicemail, which wasn’t unusual. But today, the silence felt deafening. “Sierra,” I said when the beep came. My voice cracked. “It’s me. Call me back. Please.” I hung up and stood there for a second, trying to steady my breathing. The room felt to
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010. Veins of Life
Jordan's POV The drive back to my apartment was quiet, the kind of quiet that crawls under your skin and makes everything feel heavier. I didn’t want to leave the hospital, not while Sierra was still fighting for her life. But the doctor had insisted—said I needed rest, said Sierra wouldn’t be helped by me collapsing from exhaustion. Rest? Yeah, right. Like I could sleep knowing Sierra was hooked up to machines, teetering on the edge of life and death. The elevator ride up to my floor felt like it took hours, my feet dragging as I walked toward my door. I shoved the key into the lock and pushed it open, already planning to collapse on the couch and maybe stare at the ceiling for a few hours. But when I stepped inside, I stopped cold. Leila was there. Sitting on my bed. Her legs were crossed, her short, silky dress riding up just enough to show she was making no effort to be modest. She leaned back on her hands, a smug smile on her face, like she’d been waiting for me. “Hey, Jord
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