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Mafia Books for Women

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Reborn Heiress: Claimed By The Dark Don

Reborn Heiress: Claimed By The Dark Don

I spent three years hating Damien Castillo, the ruthless mafia Don who kidnapped me from my engagement party and ruined my reputation. But in the end, it was my perfect fiancé, Julian, and my sweet half-sister, Sophia, who slipped the deadly poison into my wine. As the venom burned through my veins in that freezing cellar, I watched Julian smile. He and Sophia had orchestrated my brutal death. She had been sleeping in his bed all along, intentionally miscarrying his bastard child just to frame me as 'impure' and strip me of my family's protection. My own father used me as a political pawn, letting them throw me away like garbage. And Damien? The monster I had fought and despised for years marched straight into a suicide ambush for me. He was riddled with bullets, turning his body into a human shield just to buy me a few more seconds of life. "Touch her and you die." I died in that blood-soaked basement, clutching his lifeless body, suffocating on my own blind trust. Why did I ever believe the golden boy who betrayed me? Why did I fight the only man who truly loved me? Opening my eyes again, the stench of copper and mold was gone, replaced by the scent of Cuban cigars and black silk. I was back in 1928, on the exact night Damien stormed my engagement party and locked me in his penthouse. This time, when the ruthless Don approached me, I didn't scream or run back to my killers. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him.
Betrothed To The Mafia CEO

Betrothed To The Mafia CEO

Frank Falkner, the fearsome leader of a powerful Mexican drug cartel, maintained his control through a network of loyal spies and corrupt cops. Amidst this dangerous world, one person held his heart: Melissa. Frank would do anything to protect her. But when danger lurks. His family legacy hanging in the balance. He sorts to help her. To shield Melissa from his enemies, Frank proposed a fake marriage, believing it would ensure her safety and loyalty. Frank, who never accepted refusal, enforced this arrangement with his usual ruthlessness. Though treated like hired help when it came to his rules, Melissa was the object of his fierce protectiveness. Over time, Frank's feelings for Melissa deepened. No longer just his ward, she became a woman who attracted him deeply. He touched her with a tenderness that contrasted sharply with his fearsome reputation. Melissa, initially compliant out of necessity, began to see Frank as her hero, a savior in her tumultuous life. She developed feelings for him, seeing him as her new high amid the chaos. This emotional awakening led Frank to make a bold decision. Realizing the depth of his love for Melissa, he asked her to marry him for real, a proposal born out of genuine affection and a desire for a life together. Understanding her inescapable reality, Melissa accepted his proposal. She knew her destiny was intertwined with his and that leaving was not an option. She says yes, and it sealed their love.
Reborn From Ashes: Marrying The Dying Supreme General

Reborn From Ashes: Marrying The Dying Supreme General

Arden Monroe was locked in a sterile psychiatric room by her own flesh and blood. Not long after, her brother Delmar arrived with a cold ultimatum. He demanded she publicly break her engagement so her fiancé Brenden could marry her half-sister Kallie. If she refused, the doctors would declare her legally unstable, and she would rot in this asylum forever. In her previous life, Arden fought back desperately. As a result, her family froze her trust fund and completely destroyed her reputation in high society. They even framed her fiercely loyal assistant, Jennie, throwing her into a terrifying concrete cell to silence her. When Arden had absolutely nothing left to take, they orchestrated a tragic accident. She was left to burn alive in an abandoned warehouse, feeling her own bones turn to ash. Until she died, she didn't understand. She was a Monroe, her father's legitimate daughter. Why did her father and brother hate her so much? Why did they collude with political enemies to slaughter her maternal grandfather and uncles just to strip away her protection? Opening her eyes again, the suffocating smoke was gone, and she was back on the day Delmar came to force the breakup. "I'll do what you want," Arden whispered, perfectly masking her cold, murderous resolve. This time, she would inherit the secret Beaumont wealth, ally with the dying General Donovan Mathews, and burn their world to the ground.
Reborn From Ashes: The Mafia Bride's Revenge

Reborn From Ashes: The Mafia Bride's Revenge

I was the daughter of a loyal Mafia Capo, arranged to marry the Underboss of the Moretti family. But I gave my heart to his brother, Marco, who promised to break the betrothal and protect me. When I went into premature labor in a freezing, abandoned warehouse, Marco didn't come to save me. He sent my cousin, Caitlin. With a mocking smile, she told me Marco despised my "filthy Irish blood" and that my pregnancy was just a temporary amusement. Then, she pulled out a hunting knife. She pinned me down, sliced my abdomen open, and smothered my newborn baby right in front of my eyes. "He agreed that this inconvenience needs to be removed," she whispered. She revealed that she and Marco had orchestrated my father's murder to secure Mafia shipping routes. Then, she casually knocked over a kerosene lantern, locking the heavy metal door to let me and my dead child burn to ash. While they headed to a high-society gala to celebrate my "accidental" death and their new power, I lay in the roaring flames. As the fire blistered my skin and I held my baby's lifeless body, my suffocating despair froze into a razor-sharp rage. My entire life, my family, and my love had been built on their calculated lies. But they made one fatal mistake. I didn't die in that inferno. I dragged my ruined body out of the ashes, wrapped myself in a blood-soaked coat, and walked straight into their celebration banquet to become their goddamn reckoning.