Mafia Books for Women
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Lady of the underworld
A despair inducing case thrusts Ximena into the clutches of the one she fought so hard to escape. Her heart despairs at the thought that they might be coming for her. In her despair, she finds solace in the arms of a dashing detective. But the cold arrogance of the Masked Drug lord occupied her thoughts. She had dedicated her life to bringing her father to justice. But she soon finds herself drowned in passion and the wonders of love. Will her priorities shift as she struggles to get herself out of the love triangle? Or will her penchant for justice get the upper hand?./1/112348/coverorgin.jpg?v=8d931d73a32b19016899510ac21fec40&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Married To The Comatose Mafia King
I stood before the altar of the grand gothic cathedral, about to marry Julian Moretti, the grieving adopted son stepping up for the comatose Don. To the hundreds of mafia men behind us, it was a dutiful wedding. But I knew the horrifying truth. Julian and his pregnant mistress, Clara, had orchestrated a brutal plot to steal my dowry and secure his place as the next Don. In my past life, I was completely blind to their betrayal. Julian trapped me in our apartment and set it ablaze. I could still feel the blistering heat of the fire. I could still hear my mother’s agonizing screams and my little brother Antonio’s desperate coughing as the smoke filled our lungs. My entire family was burned alive just so Julian could swap the brides and put his whore in my place. I died in pure agony, filled with hatred and despair, wondering why I had trusted a monster. God hadn't saved me from those flames. The Devil had. And he sent me back to this exact moment at the altar. "Do you, Isabella Rossi, take Julian Moretti to be your lawfully wedded husband?" the priest asked. Julian reached for my hand with a sickeningly gentle smile. I didn't give it to him. I tore back my lace veil and turned to face the crowd. "You are mistaken, Father," I said, my voice like ice. "The man I am bound to marry is your Don. Damien Moretti."/0/61734/coverorgin.jpg?v=d120edfc595220e29f599bab7a546f88&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A LOVE THAT NEVER FADES (A MAFIA ROMANCE)
When Sofia Fernando storms out after a heated argument with her parents, she takes on a night of rebellion with her best friend Gabriella. Unfortunately the night takes an unfavorable turn. Drugged by a stranger at the club, the evening spirals into danger-until David, the ruthless leader of the Capon mafia, who was watching from afar steps in. But David's intentions are far from noble. Obsessed with Sofia, he will stop at nothing to make her his, no matter the cost. As Sofia becomes trapped in a web of dark desire, she must choose between fighting for her freedom or surrendering to a love that could destroy her. This isn't a typical love story. It's a dive into the dangerous depths of obsession, where love and madness coexist./0/56543/coverorgin.jpg?v=22664ec62424e566947c799ff5a345d8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
LOGAN: The Mafia Prince
I was pure,I was sane, until he came and tainted me, turning my world upside down. When college student, Millie witnesses a murder in the alley at the back of the bar,her life is turned upside down in a split second as she is the only living witness. She lives with fear as she stays on edge looking over her shoulder all the time. She meets Logan,a notorious biker who is feared because of brutal fighting skills and Mafia ties rumor. Logan grows interested in Millie and makes a bet with her,he wins a match and she goes on a date with him or he loses and no date happens. Bet after bet gets things complicated as Millie is left to deal with the aftermath, will the bets turn into something more? Or will the game end as just mere dares?/0/53623/coverorgin.jpg?v=eb91360503ab76fda2adb2b0c1c8d457&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Mafia story: My father's debt
"I'm obsessed with your body Zola" he whispered into my ears, his hot breath brushing against my neck. He rubs both my nipples in between his fingers as the cold water runs down our body. " I'm going to fuck your brains out" he whispered… and I could feel the goosebumps all over my skin. Love blooms in the most unexpected places. Zola gets abducted by Joseph, a Mafia prince. Her beautifully crafted body features lures Joseph's trusted sidekick Andrew and Joseph himself as secrets after secrets unveils. What happens when Joseph is caught by a secret assassin agency? Will Joseph's love for Zola die after he realizes she isn't who she claims to be?!!/1/122082/coverorgin.jpg?v=1f27ff4ae2f034c9f6abde21a1765612&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Greatest Loss: The Mafia Bride Who Never Looked Back
For five years, I was the perfect, silent fiancée to the most feared Underboss in the Cosa Nostra. On the eve of our wedding, I opened his sacred syndicate ledger and found a painstakingly detailed log of my best friend, Serena. He tracked the exact phases of her menstrual cycle and her preferred brand of imported painkillers. Yet just last month, when I was doubled over on the bathroom floor in agony, he refused to go to the pharmacy for me. "An Underboss does not run mundane errands," he had told me with flat, incurious eyes. He bought Serena a twelve-thousand-dollar blood-red gown, forced me into a cheap off-the-rack slip, and demanded she stand right between us at the altar. Worse, I discovered they were plotting to drain my parents' entire life savings to fund a money-laundering front for his illicit gambling operations. I had endured his coldness and emotional neglect, believing his severe mafia code applied to everyone. I never imagined he reserved every last measure of his humanity and warmth for the woman who was supposed to be my maid of honor. Looking at his handwriting, the blindfold finally fell from my eyes. I calmly photographed the damning pages, wired my parents' money to a secure offshore account, and sent a new directive to our wedding planner. If he wanted to give my best friend my place, I would make sure the entire underworld was there to witness it./1/120460/coverorgin.jpg?v=4019122a5e23ed1d8e1ff5faadeb1608&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Rejected By Him, Crowned By The Don
For three months, I thought I was the only woman who knew Fabiano’s soul. Then he saw my face — and decided I was worth less than the check he slid across the table. But it was all a clerical error. When we finally met and he saw my plain face, he realized I wasn't the glamorous mafia princess he thought he was talking to. He immediately severed our connection and forced me to help him court her instead, promising a blank check to save my dying grandmother from loan sharks in return. I swallowed my pride and did everything he asked. When my grandmother suddenly needed immediate brain surgery to survive the night, I crashed his VIP party to cash in his promise. Fabiano wrote the check, but his new princess snatched it, poured red wine all over the paper, and threw it in the trash. "You are a jealous, pathetic leech. You are nothing," she spat, laughing in my face. I stood there with my hand frozen in the empty air, looking at Fabiano. The man who once swore he would burn down the city for me just sat there on the leather sofa, watching in complete silence as my grandmother's only lifeline was destroyed. The foolish warmth I carried for him instantly died. I turned around, walked out into the freezing rain, and got into the armored SUV of his biggest rival. This time, I wouldn't beg for scraps; I was going to build my own empire./0/67575/coverorgin.jpg?v=2f8240abd328f1469bfb8f6f6a2f3608&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Last Words: Married for Revenge
A brilliant career, immense wealth, stunning beauty, and being born into a conglomerate family perfectly describe Laila's life. Moreover, she has just tied the knot at a young age with her first love, Renald. Despite her father's vehement objections, she managed to convince him that Renald was the best choice. However, her life soon turned into a disaster. The man she fought so hard for was embroiled in a scandal with someone close to her. Renald not only betrayed her but also stripped her of nearly all her wealth. At the same time, Laila uncovered the shocking truth that her father was a ruthless murderer. Overwhelmed with turmoil, she transformed into a vengeful monster, bringing Renald and the other woman to their knees, haunted by shadows of death. Yet, amidst her quest for revenge, she uncovered a startling revelation about her husband. He turned out to be a specter from her family's past, now determined to claim her throne. Meanwhile, her father was teetering on the brink of ruin. So, who is Renald really? Can Laila carry out her plans amidst the barrage of unexpected truths?/1/112349/coverorgin.jpg?v=41705586d45608abf40722e47d615a0c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Marrying My Cheating Fiance's Ruthless Uncle
In my past life, my fiancé Grayson Falcone locked me in an abandoned warehouse to die of a fever while he paraded his mistress around the city. I opened my eyes and was reborn right on the night of the Plaza Hotel gala. Just like before, Grayson swam right past me in the freezing fountain, pulling his dripping mistress into his arms in front of New York's elite mafia families. He publicly shattered our honor, leaving me to face absolute social death. But this time, Damon Falcone—Grayson's uncle and the most feared Don in the city—stepped out of the shadows, wrapped me in his coat, and carried me away. To safely destroy the betrothal, I decided to become Grayson's worst nightmare. I played the suffocatingly devoted fiancée, even "accidentally" feeding him his lethal allergen. But my plan completely backfired. Instead of breaking the engagement, Grayson developed a sick, morbid fascination with my lethal intentions. Even worse, Damon cornered me in his private shooting range, his eyes burning with a terrifying, dark obsession as he pinned me against his chest. I didn't understand why my calculated revenge was spiraling so dangerously out of control. Thanks to the vicious rumors about Damon carrying me away, the furious family matriarch slammed her hand on the table to protect the family's honor. "The rumors end now. Grayson and Isabella will marry next month."/0/65304/coverorgin.jpg?v=87818b713158681bcfba61957bb608d0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn as the Drug Lord's Wife
My back hit the wall as his grip tightened around my wrist. "Who really are you?" he growled, eyes blazing. "Answer me." My lips curled into a wicked grin, eyes glinting. "I'm your biggest nightmare!" His face twisted in disgust. "Psychopath! I married a psychopath!" I let out a cold, mirthless laugh, the sound dripping with venom. This explosive confrontation marks the beginning of a twisted game between Gabriella, a complex and enigmatic figure, and her powerful, ruthless partner. Bound together by secrets and lies, they engage in a toxic dance of obsession, loyalty, and hatred. As Gabriella navigates her complicated past and confronts the darkness within, she must make choices that will either destroy or redeem her. With each intense confrontation, the stakes escalate, threatening to consume them both. Will their twisted dance forge an unbreakable bond or ultimately destroy them? Or will Gabriella's sinister plan tear them apart?/1/122083/coverorgin.jpg?v=e489e5707c59aaadd76263c7e8c3741e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrayed by the Capo, Crowned by the Don
After my father, the Syndicate's most respected Consigliere, died, I was sent to a brutal training camp. My arranged fiancé, Capo Luca, despised me and only wanted to swallow my family's assets. One afternoon, Luca forced me to escort his lower-level mistress, Lucia, to the isolated washroom. Behind a locked stall, she delivered a stillborn baby, covered her hands in blood, and ran out screaming that I had just murdered my own hidden infant to protect my reputation. The entire compound instantly turned against me. Dozens of armed soldiers surrounded me, racking their rifles and roaring for my immediate execution. Luca played the devastated fiancé perfectly, publicly condemning me to death for treason. He swore he had never touched me, using the dead child as proof of my sins so he could legally steal my inheritance. He really thought I was just a helpless pawn. He believed his rank and his twisted lies would easily send me to my grave, allowing him to rule the compound with his mistress. But he didn't know someone far more powerful had slipped me an anonymous warning and a hidden camera that morning. As the Syndicate's legendary and ruthless Don Alessandro arrived to pass judgment, I didn't beg for mercy. I calmly held up the black device. "I don't have to defend myself." "Because the Don just watched your entire setup live on his encrypted server."/1/112674/coverorgin.jpg?v=dda8b8af5de57fbfb8c1da8b8c5c898a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mafia King's Runaway Genius Wife
I was married to the Dark Don of New York, but to the Trevino family, I was just collateral. While I was suffering from agonizing acute appendicitis, my husband forced me out into the freezing rain just to watch him parade his mistress in front of the city's elite. When I handed him the annulment papers and begged for my freedom, he coldly burned them to ashes right in front of my face. He watched me collapse on the floor in blinding pain, completely ignoring my deathly pale skin. "Stop this pathetic performance. If you aren't ready for the gala by seven, I will throw your grandfather into a state facility." His mistress even mocked my illness, handing me raw oysters with a victorious smirk while he looked at me with pure disgust. I finally understood that in this gilded cage, my life meant absolutely nothing to him. If I stayed, I would die here—either from a ruptured appendix or from his suffocating cruelty. So, I took a heavy dose of painkillers, threw my diamond ring into the river, and emptied the family's hidden safe. When he finally cornered me in a dark alley to drag me back, I shoved the real annulment papers into his chest. "Touch me, and I will scream until every rat in this city hears me." I stepped into the getaway cab, taking the master copies of his smuggling ledgers with me. It was time to burn his empire to the ground./1/117541/coverorgin.jpg?v=e7e24a9a26d3a1a4cbedd28343cd47fc&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Abused Wife Is A Mafia Heiress
My mother sacrificed her youth, her secret Mafia Princess status, and her entire fortune to help my father rise to the rank of Capo. But in return, he flaunted his pregnant mistress and declared her unborn baby as his only true heir. When the mistress faked an assault and a miscarriage, my father blamed my mother without a second thought. He ordered his enforcers to drag her into a dark room, commanding them to violate her just like his rivals had done to her years ago. To escape the brutal humiliation, my mother jumped out of the second-floor window, her blood pooling on the cold concrete. My father looked down at her shattered body with utter disgust, claiming she was just playing dead to scare him. He didn't know that the mistress had framed her, and he didn't know the lost baby was never his. He also didn't know that my mother was not a helpless orphan, but the missing heir to the most powerful Syndicate in the country. Just as he slapped me across the face and demanded I kneel to his mistress, a fleet of armored SUVs slammed to a halt at the gates. The terrifying Don Rossi stepped out, staring at the blood on the ground and the red mark on my cheek. "We have been searching for our daughter for six years," the Don said, his voice like ice. "And I swear a brutal Vendetta against you."/1/109430/coverorgin.jpg?v=ce85930dfd2f56709d5bd9184403beb5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Married by Force
Aurora Steele is a young and vibrant heiress rooted in the Italian Mafia. After breaking up with the love of her life Ethan, she is faced with the imposing figure of Damien Dmitri, a ruthless Mafia Lord who steps in, shattering her dreams. He is the most powerful man in the city –and her family's most hated enemy. Caught in the middle, Aurora must make the most difficult decision of her life; a choice between love and family. In a bid to save her family, she must marry Damien's son and heir to the Russian Mafia, Ryan Dmitri, to pay off her father's crippling debts. Aurora finds herself helpless in the hands of Ryan Dmitri, a handsome, arrogant playboy who always has women throwing themselves at him. . What will she do when she discovers that she has developed an undeniable attraction for the man whom she is supposed to hate and is pregnant with his child? Can a love sparked in the flash of a moment withstand the darkness of old debts and new enemies, or will their future be snuffed out before it can truly begin? Will Aurora be able to navigate her way in a world of shadows? Will she ever find her happily ever after? Read more to find out./0/91261/coverorgin.jpg?v=f0868933c48d2962d06c0962869aa417&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Contract with the Ruthless Mafia Billionaire
Lia Morgan is barely holding her life together until her brother steals from the wrong man. Kade Valen isn't just a billionaire CEO, he's the cold and ruthless head of the Crimson Circle, a secret crime empire that buries its enemies without a trace. And now, he owns her brother's fate. To save him, Lia is forced to sign a contract that sells her body...and freedom to Kade for one year, but what she doesn't expect is that the man behind the cold, brutal mask would become Possessive. Seductive. Addictive. As desires twist into obsession, Lia is caught between hating and craving him...but she soon learns that in Kade Valen's world, Love is the deadliest game of all./1/102617/coverorgin.jpg?v=81a3d7235a720e3c8d16ea9c3cd713be&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrayed Wife: Hiding The Mafia Boss's Son
I woke up wrapped in the arms of a man I believed would burn the world for me. Michael Thorne was the underworld’s golden boy, and I was pregnant with his legacy. But by sunset, the illusion shattered. During our family brunch, the doors burst open and a woman dragged a four-year-old boy into the room. The child had Michael’s nose. His chin. "Tell them who Leo is!" the woman screamed. Michael froze. He didn't deny it. While I stood there in shock, his mistress lunged at me, clawing at my face. My husband hesitated. In that split second, I realized I wasn't his wife; I was just an incubator for his empire. He had kept a secret family as an insurance policy. My father destroyed Michael’s career in an hour, stripping him of his money and status. But I wanted to destroy his soul. He begged for forgiveness, weeping, claiming he loved our unborn child more than anything. So I placed a hand on my stomach and looked him dead in the eye. "There is no baby, Michael," I lied. "Your legacy is dead." As he fell to his knees, broken, I walked away to build my own empire—with the son he would never know existed./0/90937/coverorgin.jpg?v=baf378725283cd23130151d1a68d32d3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
For Her Sake
Kelvin held her wrist and pulled her into a room in the hotel. "What are you doing?" Amelia asked, trying to tug at him. "Don't pretend you don't want this too." He said, rubbing his thumb at her hard nipples threatening to tear out of her dress, his eyes watching as her body responded to him. He held her neck in the most seductive way and pinned her against the wall. His hand went up under her black dress tracing her skin in a calculated path, as his fingers touched her already soaked pants, Amelia let out a soft moan and pulled him closer with a kiss. *** Amelia found herself getting married to her ex-fiancé's brother, it was an almost perfect revenge. Only to find herself wrapped deeper in the evil hands of the brothers. Would she ever be able to get her revenge and find her true love? Explore a tale of romance, suspense, treachery, and love. The fascinating novel 'For Her Sake' will have you reading until the very last page./0/82177/coverorgin.jpg?v=ff7cf4ec7bcf89b7801b7b7bc3d5342a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
FASHION AND CRIME
In the city of New Haven, fashion designer Sylvania Scarlet is about to marry Russell Thompson, a rich businessman. But just as she says her vows at the fancy Avanti Hotel, masked gunmen storm in. They don't just steal her wedding ring; they take jewelry, money, and other valuables. But one thing stands out... her ring was meant for someone called "The Don." Shocked and confused, Sylvania becomes obsessed with finding out who The Don is. As she searches for answers, her marriage starts falling apart. Russell, once loving, becomes controlling and violent, forcing her to run away and start over. Wanting to rebuild her life, Sylvania starts her own fashion business, Scarlet Fashions, and quickly becomes famous. But she doesn't know that long before the wedding, she had already caught the eye of a powerful man. Zagaff Manscent, a feared Mafia boss, has been at war with his rival, Victor Morano. When Zagaff first saw Sylvania in a newspaper, he was drawn to her beauty and talent. He wanted her, but he knew the risks. Victor would do anything to hurt him, even going after someone he loved. To protect Sylvania, Zagaff pushed his feelings aside and stayed away. But after the wedding robbery, Zagaff is furious, convinced that Victor is behind it, making their war even worse. What he doesn't know is that fate is already pulling Sylvania into his dangerous world. One night at Divas Deluxe, Sylvania meets The Don; the man she has been searching for. She is drawn to him, unaware of the deadly battle surrounding him. As they grow closer, Sylvania finds herself caught between Russell, who refuses to let her go, and Zagaff, who doesn't yet know the secrets she carries. Then, she finds out she's pregnant. With danger all around and the fight between Zagaff and Victor Morano getting worse, Sylvania must make a choice among Love, Power, or Revenge. Will she survive this dangerous game... or become its next victim?/1/118840/coverorgin.jpg?v=1efc5026834fb56cb20136f60f079963&imageMogr2/format/webp)
No Next Life For The Don
For two years, I endured hell in an underground brothel, bleeding to earn the bribe money to save my Mafia Don husband from the electric chair. But when Cassio finally returned, he didn't come to rescue me. He marched in with thirty armed enforcers, threw annulment papers on my chest, and announced his new mistress was pregnant with his heir. The mistress was Camilla, a low-level associate who stole the credit for my sacrifice. Cassio believed every lie she told, looking at my degrading uniform with pure disgust. "Sign the papers. You have disgraced the Moretti name enough." He ignored the whip marks and burn scars covering my ruined body, tossing a stack of cash at my feet like I was trash. When I tried to buy my freedom with the ten million dollars I had agonizingly earned, he ruthlessly blocked my bid. He demanded I kneel and pledge loyalty to Camilla, trapping me as their property. I couldn't understand how the man who once promised to burn the world down for me could be so blind. I had destroyed my body and my ability to ever carry a child just to secure his freedom. Yet he was standing here, publicly humiliating me for the woman who secretly orchestrated my torture. Staring into his cold, unforgiving eyes, my dead heart finally turned to ash. I calmly invoked the ancient, fatal 'Angel's Drop' trial. I wrapped the sheer red silk around my wrists and ascended into the dark sky, choosing a shattered death in the freezing harbor over a life with him./0/60115/coverorgin.jpg?v=fa922c3b8ce2b3197c0042d998133e01&imageMogr2/format/webp)
