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35. A marriage with the Irish
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Twisted Marriage (A Dark MMF Mafia Romance) 36. Beginning of History lessons
LACHLANI shouldn’t be here.That thought lingered at the back of my mind, but it didn’t stop me from opening her bedroom door and stepping inside. As soon as I entered something came flying at me, I ducked, my reflexes taking over. A loud crack had me looking to my left where now the broken vase was. When I turned to face her she was standing on the bed and glaring at me. The sight of her flushed face and angry eyes almost made me smile. Almost. But I knew it wasn’t time to let her know how adorable she was looking right now and I just wanted to sit there and look at her. Instead, I stepped inside her room, closed the door and said, “It could have been Garcia, or worse Jeremiah who you could’ve hurt, Nina. And we don’t want them hurt.” I walked to the bed and held out my hand for her. “Garcia wouldn’t have been able to dodge and would’ve gotten hurt, and she doesn’t deserve that. And, Jeremiah would’ve retaliated.”She stared at me for a long moment, the spark of silver in her one
Last Updated : 2025-03-25Twisted Marriage (A Dark MMF Mafia Romance) 37. Did it hurt?
LACHLANMy little kitten let out a beautiful gasp as her lips parted for me. She let me devour her, melting into the kiss. Her tongue coming out to tease mine and when I sucked on it, her hands gripped my shoulders. I banded my arm around her and adjusted her until she was straddling me. I deepened the kiss, tasting her gasps as she settled over my hard cock.I had been hard since she’d come down to the dining table, just the sight of her had made me want her and take her. And then Jeremiah had humiliated her in front of everyone. I didn’t like that he had humiliated her for his revenge. It would’ve been different if it'd been for her pleasure and for ours but he did it for his revenge to shame her. And yet still, I had become hard when I had seen her eyes, for one single moment she had almost looked like she wanted me amidst her ordeal.Now her labored breathing fanned across my cheek as I trailed my lips down to her chin, jaw and neck. She arched, and sighed, as I placed open mouth
Last Updated : 2025-03-26Twisted Marriage (A Dark MMF Mafia Romance) Introduction
__________Please read.....__________This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this book are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.All rights reserved. TWISTED MARRIAGE [A Dark MMF Mafia Romance] @ A. Gupta. This story is published subject to the condition that it shall not be reproduced or retransmitted in whole or in part, in any manner, without the written consent of the copyright holder, and any infringement of this is a violation of copyright law.____FOR MY DEAR READERS...This work includes themes of sexual abuse, violence, dubious consent, somno _____, and other sexual practices that may be considered profane, vulgar, or offensive to some readers. Reader discretion is advised, only for mature audiences.The author does not practices, neither agrees with the con
Last Updated : 2025-01-02Twisted Marriage (A Dark MMF Mafia Romance) Prologue
INNESSA ______“Nina!” I ignored my little sister’s call as I rushed out of the ballroom where the party for my eighteenth birthday was going on. Or, should I say the celebration for my upcoming nuptials? Even the thought of that made me want to hurl. Since the moment the Capo of the major crime family: Rossi, had died my father had lost all his privileges and power in the underworld. He had been trying all these years to get back the power and position he once had, but the current Capo: Antonio Rossi, didn’t seem inclined to get cosy with anyone his father once associated with. Rumor even has it that he was the one who actually kîlled his own father when he was just a child himself. Sometimes, I wonder if he could teach me a thing or two about it because if I knew how to get out of it I’d commit patricide in my next breath. What? Don’t look at me like that. My father deserves it, if you knew him you’d say the same thing. He is the man who doesn’t deserve kids, and he doesn’t even
Last Updated : 2025-01-02Twisted Marriage (A Dark MMF Mafia Romance) 1. Living a Nightmare
NINATHE FOREST was suffocating—dense trees shrouded in shadows, branches clawing at my skin as I stumbled through the dark. My breath rasped in my throat, sharp and shallow, the cold air burning my lungs. Gunshots echoed behind me, the sharp crack ricocheting through the night, spurring me faster and harder. My legs screamed for rest, but fear drove me forward. I didn’t dare look back. Run. That was all I could think, the word pounding through my skull in rhythm with my racing heart. The icy wind cut through my clothes, but the adrenaline numbed me to the sting. My feet splashed in the muddy puddles on the forest floor, the frigid water soaking into my shoes and making them heavier, harder to lift. Another shot rang out, and this time I stumbled, my ankle twisting awkwardly. Pain seared up my leg, but I bit back the scream clawing at my throat. It was nothing compared to the current state of my body. Keep going. You have to keep running. Or, they will kill your baby. Keep runnin
Last Updated : 2025-01-02Twisted Marriage (A Dark MMF Mafia Romance) 2. A severed bloody hand
NINA____ANTONIO Rossi’s hotel was nothing short of opulence—the kind of place where the elite came to drink expensive champagne and pretend their lives were perfect. I didn’t belong there, not in my secondhand clothes and scuffed shoes, but I kept my head down and did my job.The bar was dimly lit, the air thick with the scent of whiskey and cigars. It was early afternoon, and the crowd was light—just a handful of top-tier businessmen and tourists who wanted to experience the best of Italy. I maneuvered through the tables, balancing a tray of glasses, ignoring the lingering gazes of the patrons.Antonio was the reason I was there.He was the kind of man who didn’t do favors without expecting something in return, but he was also the reason I had a roof over my head and a steady paycheck. He found me when I was at my lowest, like some kind of godsend angel. And even though I knew he was anything but, I chose to trust him because I needed his money. Without it, I would’ve lost the one
Last Updated : 2025-01-17Twisted Marriage (A Dark MMF Mafia Romance) 3. Fragile. Exhausted. Haunted.
LACHLANSHE didn’t see me watching her. She never does, unless I step out into the light and make myself visible. She thinks she has a stalker but she hasn't done anything about it. She either thinks she could handle it on her own or she just doesn't care. The latter one bothers me. It had been almost too easy—her routine predictable, her life stripped down to the essentials. Half a day at Antonio’s hotel, and then the other half into the late nights at the diner. She was always moving, always working. Always running, though I doubted she even realized it.I knew she feels me watching her, but I am too good at hiding. She never sees me unless I want her to. And the only time I allowed her to look at me was when I stepped into that diner around midnight. Tonight was no different—I watched her without hiding and caught her sneaking glances at me. I’m not blind to how I look or how women perceive me, but seeing the spark of attraction in her dual-colored eyes hit differently. She was a
Last Updated : 2025-01-28Twisted Marriage (A Dark MMF Mafia Romance) 4. Nightmare, or a memory?
NINATHE darkness suffocated me. My chest felt tight, my breath came in shallow gasps as I slid down the door, the cold floor grounding me. But nothing numbed the sting of humiliation, the burn of my father’s slap in front of his men. It wasn’t like it had happened the first time but it was more to the fact that now it was normal, like no one reacts or interrupts. No one questions why a father was so loose with his hands when it comes to his eldest daughter.It hurt. God, it hurt so bad.Not the physical pain—I was used to that. It was the knowing that destroyed me. To know that this was my life. The helplessness of being trapped in this life with no way out. Unless I took my own. But I can’t, can I?A shift in the air made my skin prickle. My breath caught as I felt another presence in the room beside mine. And, I knew I wasn’t alone.I felt him.I had only met him once, caught glimpses of him lingering in the shadows with my father’s men. I doubted they even knew an imposter walked
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Twisted Marriage (A Dark MMF Mafia Romance) 37. Did it hurt?
LACHLANMy little kitten let out a beautiful gasp as her lips parted for me. She let me devour her, melting into the kiss. Her tongue coming out to tease mine and when I sucked on it, her hands gripped my shoulders. I banded my arm around her and adjusted her until she was straddling me. I deepened the kiss, tasting her gasps as she settled over my hard cock.I had been hard since she’d come down to the dining table, just the sight of her had made me want her and take her. And then Jeremiah had humiliated her in front of everyone. I didn’t like that he had humiliated her for his revenge. It would’ve been different if it'd been for her pleasure and for ours but he did it for his revenge to shame her. And yet still, I had become hard when I had seen her eyes, for one single moment she had almost looked like she wanted me amidst her ordeal.Now her labored breathing fanned across my cheek as I trailed my lips down to her chin, jaw and neck. She arched, and sighed, as I placed open mouth
Twisted Marriage (A Dark MMF Mafia Romance) 36. Beginning of History lessons
LACHLANI shouldn’t be here.That thought lingered at the back of my mind, but it didn’t stop me from opening her bedroom door and stepping inside. As soon as I entered something came flying at me, I ducked, my reflexes taking over. A loud crack had me looking to my left where now the broken vase was. When I turned to face her she was standing on the bed and glaring at me. The sight of her flushed face and angry eyes almost made me smile. Almost. But I knew it wasn’t time to let her know how adorable she was looking right now and I just wanted to sit there and look at her. Instead, I stepped inside her room, closed the door and said, “It could have been Garcia, or worse Jeremiah who you could’ve hurt, Nina. And we don’t want them hurt.” I walked to the bed and held out my hand for her. “Garcia wouldn’t have been able to dodge and would’ve gotten hurt, and she doesn’t deserve that. And, Jeremiah would’ve retaliated.”She stared at me for a long moment, the spark of silver in her one
Twisted Marriage (A Dark MMF Mafia Romance) 35. A marriage with the Irish
LachlanI moved to follow her but Jeremiah stepped in my path, stopping me. “Move.”He didn’t. His eyes glared at me and he said, “We have a meeting.”“Go ahead. I’ll be there in a few minutes.”He narrowed his eyes and took a step closer. I was aware of the eyes on us. Xavier, Kayne, Olezka and his fûcking aunt was staring at us. But he didn’t seem to mind as he gritted out, “Don’t defy me again and again, little shadow, there’s only so much I can let go.”I took in a calming breath and moved past him in the direction of his fucking office. I needed just a moment of his weakness to strike back at him and bring him to his fucking knees. I was bidding my time, letting him think he was in control. Because if he knew I was plotting he will consider me his enemy too. His trust in me was already fragile and I didn’t want it to shatter like it had for everyone else in his life. God. He didn’t even fucking trust his own twin. It was a fucking miracle that he put even the slightest of it in
Twisted Marriage (A Dark MMF Mafia Romance) 34. Humiliating welcome to the family
NINA "It seems I will have to take my wife in my own hands.”Dread coiled up in my stomach, my fight and flight instincts told me to make a run for it and I lurched to my feet, but he was faster.Before I could escape, his fingers clamped around my wrist, and he yanked me forward. My breath left me in a sharp gasp as he twisted me, forcing me over the breakfast table. Plates and silverware rattled beneath my weight, the scent of coffee and toast mixing with the scent of his cologne. Fire and danger engulfed me in a brutal hold. I thrashed and tried to fight his hold, but his grip was unyielding as he twisted my arm around my back and pushed me down harder that my breastbone hurt. “Stop,” I hissed, panic clawing at my throat from being subjected to this. “You fucking bastard—”The loud smack echoed in the hall before the pain registered and I went still. My mind short-circuited unable to process what just happened. He just hit me. The fucking monster hit my arse, making my whole bod
Twisted Marriage (A Dark MMF Mafia Romance) 33. The First Breakfast
NINA“Sit, wife.” Jeremiah ordered, motioning to the chair beside him. He behaved as if nothing had happened last night. As if he hadn’t humiliated me. As if he hadn’t made me have sex with another man on what was supposed to be our wedding night. As if he hadn’t denied me my pleasure. As if he hadn’t tossed me out of his bedroom like garbage once the deed was done. I wanted to take that knife from his hand and plunge it deep in his throat. I hated him so fucking much.His eyes narrowed on me as if he could read my mind.I took in a deep breath and obeyed. As I sat down my eyes inadvertently went to the man sitting on his other side, in front of me. Lachlan’s green eyes searched mine as if he was looking for something. I met his gaze and everything that transpired last night between us came rushing back to me in vivid details. He had fucked me. He was the first man to claim me in twelve fucking years. And it had hurt but it had also felt so good. I had wanted him. I had wanted him
Twisted Marriage (A Dark MMF Mafia Romance) 32. A morning-after pill
NINAI sat up with a jerk, my heart still pounding from the nightmare. I blinked against the dim morning light filtering through the heavy drapes, my body aching in ways I hadn’t fully processed yet. The sheets tangled around me felt foreign, a reminder that nothing about this place was mine—not the bed, not the air I breathed, not even the freedom I’d started to enjoy. After last night and Jeremiah’s declaration of how he had been the one to take my virginity, it seemed my mind had decided to take his words at face value and replaced the shadowy figure in my dreams with him. Now the monster chasing me through the dark forest has grey eyes and bright blonde hair that glint in the moonlight as he traps me beneath his hard body and fucks me mercilessly even when I cry and fight him. I wanted to say that I hated these nightmares, but every time I have these dreams I wake up with an ache between my legs. And today that ache was accompanied by an actual soreness that I could feel. Beca
Twisted Marriage (A Dark MMF Mafia Romance) 31. You're mine. Not hers.
JEREMIAH The door slammed shut behind her, the echo vibrating through my bones like the ghost of a scream.She was gone. Like I'd wanted.Naked. Humiliated.Shaking. And, still wet with Lachlan’s seed, with no satisfaction of her own, because I had denied it. Because she didn’t deserve it. She didn’t deserve an ounce of pleasure after what she did to me.I hated her.I hated her so fucking much.But apparently my cock didn’t get the memo. I was fucking hard.The sight of her taking every inch of Lachlan’s hard cock in that tight pussy, that I once had wrecked and made bleed for me, was everything I’d always wanted to see. But wanting and then having it at present were two different things where this Italian bitch was concerned. It should have disgusted me. It should have reminded me why I hated her. But all I remembered was my plans before she fûcking betrayed me and left me for dead.And now watching them together felt like I was once again in that cell and she was taking away
Twisted Marriage (A Dark MMF Mafia Romance) 30. Does she deserve it?
LACHLAN “Lachlan, listen to him. Fuck me. We can savor each other later. Let’s fulfil his pervert fantasies of watching us together.”She was on her knees, bared and trembling, her body already marked with the ghost of Jeremiah’s cruelty. But she wasn’t broken. No, she was fire—fierce, untamed, burning hotter with every second that passed.And I fucking adored her for this.I kept my eyes on Jeremiah, his hold on her throat didn’t waver as he stared back at me. His grey eyes dropped to my hands as I unbuckled myself and unbuttoned my pants before pushing them down. I controlled my taunting smirk when he saw me pulling out my hard cock. I gave my length a rough pull, enjoying the way when his eyes flickered. I will get my Jeremy back. No matter what it takes. And my little kitten? She will be the tether that keeps us tied together— whether she wants to or not.“Open up for me, kotyonok,” I whispered, pressing a kiss down at the base of her spine.Goosebumps dotted her skin and she sh
Twisted Marriage (A Dark MMF Mafia Romance) 29. Pervert Fantasies
NINASuddenly the bedroom felt too small, and I felt smaller and warm in Lachlan’s embrace. But I told myself I didn’t have a choice. Not if I wanted to survive. Not if I wanted a chance to escape. Not if I wanted to see my son in this lifetime. My son, my sweet little heart, needed me. I couldn’t die here.Lachlan’s voice was a whisper against my ear, his breath warm, his touch impossibly gentle as he cradled my face. My body trembled— not from fear, not entirely, but from the war raging inside me.I had wanted Lachlan since the moment I met him. And now when the moment was here, it felt oddly sureal in these circumstances. Lachlan’s lips brushed mine, tentative at first, waiting for resistance. There was none. I let him kiss me, let the warmth of his mouth drown out the cold reality. His knuckles brushed down my cheek and he whispered, “God. I have waited too long for this.”His rough voice sparked a desire deep inside me. And as I met his green eyes, I saw the same man I had met i
