Mafia Books for Women
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Kidnapped by My Ruthless Mafia Fiance
Blurb: Two things matter in my captor's twisted world of crime...Power and money. He stole me to gain both. He's a coldhearted monster with a reputation for violence and the most dangerous man I've ever met, a man who's clearly keeping secrets. So how can his touch make me ache with such need? I refuse his proposal of marriage, of course. But Anthony Rodriguez didn't break in to listen to reason. He is a dangerous stranger in my bed, clamping a rough hand over my mouth and warning me to stay silent. He's going to make me his mafia bride. Whether I want to or not. Anthony just wants to claim a debt from my quivering body. But under his command and sheets, I'm discovering a new strength. I'm becoming this man's undoing. Despite being trapped, at his mercy, and stolen from my family... I might never want to leave my place under him. Kidnapped by My Ruthless Mafia Fiance is a hate to love Romance book. (A sequel of I hate to love you, Mr CEO. Though both stories can be read independently.)/1/103295/coverorgin.jpg?v=4fb4544c0f72c1146e588a96b06100df&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late: The Spare Daughter Escapes Him
I died on a Tuesday. It wasn't a quick death. It was slow, cold, and meticulously planned by the man who called himself my father. I was twenty years old. He needed my kidney to save my sister. The spare part for the golden child. I remember the blinding lights of the operating theater, the sterile smell of betrayal, and the phantom pain of a surgeon's scalpel carving into my flesh while my screams echoed unheard. I remember looking through the observation glass and seeing him-my father, Giovanni Vitiello, the Don of the Chicago Outfit-watching me die with the same detached expression he used when signing a death warrant. He chose her. He always chose her. And then, I woke up. Not in heaven. Not in hell. But in my own bed, a year before my scheduled execution. My body was whole, unscarred. The timeline had reset, a glitch in the cruel matrix of my existence, giving me a second chance I never asked for. This time, when my father handed me a one-way ticket to London-an exile disguised as a severance package-I didn't cry. I didn't beg. My heart, once a bleeding wound, was now a block of ice. He didn't know he was talking to a ghost. He didn't know I had already lived through his ultimate betrayal. He also didn't know that six months ago, during the city's brutal territory wars, I was the one who saved his most valuable asset. In a secret safe house, I stitched up the wounds of a blinded soldier, a man whose life hung by a thread. He never saw my face. He only knew my voice, the scent of vanilla, and the steady touch of my hands. He called me Sette. Seven. For the seven stitches I put in his shoulder. That man was Dante Moretti. The Ruthless Capo. The man my sister, Isabella, is now set to marry. She stole my story. She claimed my actions, my voice, my scent. And Dante, the man who could spot a lie from a mile away, believed the beautiful deception because he wanted it to be true. He wanted the golden girl to be his savior, not the invisible sister who was only ever good for her spare parts. So I took the ticket. In my past life, I fought them, and they silenced me on an operating table. This time, I will let them have their perfect, gilded lie. I will go to London. I will disappear. I will let Seraphina Vitiello die on that plane. But I will not be a victim. This time, I will not be the lamb led to slaughter. This time, from the shadows of my exile, I will be the one holding the match. And I will wait, with the patience of the dead, to watch their entire world burn. Because a ghost has nothing to lose, and a queen of ashes has an empire to gain./1/104703/coverorgin.jpg?v=603798115e0e763a83adebb7a9ac558b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mistaken Identity: Loving The Wrong Twin Sister
I replaced my twin sister in a marriage contract to the ruthless Mafia Don, Donovan Blackwood. For three years, I was a ghost in his home, silently enduring his coldness while he flaunted his mistress, Chloe. On the very last day of our contract, Chloe staged an accident. Donovan didn't hesitate. He forced me to drain my blood to save her life. Then, to prove his loyalty to her, he drove me to the cliffs and pushed me into the freezing ocean. He even locked me in a cellar infested with spiders—my deepest phobia—because she lied and said I threatened her. He thought he was punishing the spoiled, arrogant Isabella. He didn't know he was breaking Ava, the woman who had silently memorized his allergies and waited up for him in the dark every single night. When I finally took my fifty million dollars and vanished, I left behind nothing but the divorce papers and a photo revealing the truth. He tore the city apart, destroying my family to find me, only to realize he had tortured the wrong woman. Now, he is standing on my porch in the pouring rain, staring in horror at the simple wooden ring on my finger given to me by another man. He falls to his knees, begging for a chance to love the wife he tried to destroy. I look at him, feeling absolutely nothing. "It's too late, Donovan," I say, locking the door. "You killed her."/1/104547/coverorgin.jpg?v=2835557b158b06471243b6c367c9495e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Discarded Wife's Revenge On The Don
I stood outside the mahogany doors, balancing a tray of espresso, when I heard my husband promise his sister that my reign as the Queen of Chicago was over. I thought being the Don's wife meant safety. I was wrong. In a warehouse reeking of rust, faced with an ultimatum from our enemies to choose who lives, Brennan made his choice. "Alyssa is strong," he justified, shielding his mistress, Debbi, who was faking a pregnancy. "She knows the life." He walked out into the sunlight with her, leaving me in the dark with a gun to my head. He abandoned me to be tortured and murdered by his rivals, weaponizing my resilience to absolve his guilt. He thought I died that day. He even mourned me after he eventually found out Debbi was a traitor. But he didn't know the new security guard was an undercover FBI agent who pulled me from the edge. Two years later, I've built a quiet life running a bistro in Maine under a new name. But then the bell above the door chimes during the lunch rush. I look up, and there he is. The husband who sacrificed me. He's looking at me not with guilt, but with a terrifying, obsessive hope. He says he burned down the world to fix his mistake. He says he won't let me go again. I smile, but my hand is already reaching for the wire the FBI gave me. I'm not a wife anymore, Brennan. I'm the executioner./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?/1/103296/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106223116&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Final Score: When The Wife Walks Away
I didn't keep a ledger to save my marriage to the Chicago Underboss. I kept it to justify ending it. Every time Blake chose his "childhood friend" Ariana over me, I deducted points. When he left me burning in a gallery fire to save her? Minus twenty. When he gave her my grandmother's brooch? Minus fifteen. But the score finally hit zero on the night of the storm. Blake abandoned me at a cemetery with a broken leg because Ariana called him about a flat tire. Alone in the rain, unable to run, I was struck by a semi-truck. As I bled out on the operating table, the doctors begged Blake—the head trauma surgeon—for the O-negative blood reserve codes. He refused. He ordered them to save the blood for Ariana, just in case her "panic attack" turned into shock. He didn't know the dying patient was his wife. Because of that decision, my body shut down to protect my vital organs. I survived, but the eight-week-old heartbeat inside me stopped. He killed his own son to treat his mistress's anxiety. I woke up in an empty room and pulled out the black book one last time. "Minus five points. Killed our child for her reserve." I signed the divorce papers, wiped my fingerprints from the penthouse, and vanished. Two years later, I returned to Chicago as a celebrated architect. And the man who once ruled the city was kneeling in the rain at my feet, begging for a love he had already slaughtered./1/116124/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260516201003&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn Heiress: Marrying My Ex's Disabled Uncle
I died in a hospital bed while my fiancé Brett and my stepsister Juliana toasted my inheritance in the next room. The lemonade she fed me wasn't kindness—it was a cardiac suppressant. The asset transfer I signed wasn't protection—it was my epitaph. As my heart monitor flatlined, I swore one thing: If I get another life, I will destroy them both. Then I opened my eyes. Crystal chandelier. Champagne. My twenty-second birthday party. Brett is about to humiliate me by gifting Juliana my mother's diamond bracelet. The crowd is waiting for the heiress to break down and cry. This time, I don't cry. I smile. I walk past them without a word. And I go straight to the man everyone has forgotten—Brett's disabled uncle, Marcello Kane, who's been rotting in a wheelchair for a decade. In front of all New York's elite, I make my choice. Not Brett. Not tears. Him. They think I've lost my mind. But I've just won the war. Because Marcello Kane isn't broken. He's a predator in disguise. And together, we're going to burn their empire to the ground./0/76233/coverorgin.jpg?v=20250908100507&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mafia's obsession; the beauty and the don
Welcome to the underworld where blood is law, loyalty is currency, and love? It's the deadliest sin of all. She was just trying to survive. He was born to rule. When a desperate young woman (Arianna Russo) takes a job at a mysterious nightclub to pay for her mother's hospital bills, she never expects to catch the eyes of the club's owner " a dangerously handsome mafia Don ( Matteo De Luca, with the underworld name as "Diavolo in II Giacca ) with eyes like ice and a touch that scorches. To him, she's an unexpected temptation. A weakness he can't afford. To her, he's a monster in a tailored suit-until she sees the man beneath the blood-stained crown. But in the world of crime, obsession can be fatal. She entered his world to save a life. Now she may have to destroy him to save her soul. Love was never part of the plan, but plans were made to be shattered. How would she navigate through the storm of passion and challenges that comes with getting involve in the mafia's world?/0/84994/coverorgin.jpg?v=20251006235015&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Sins of the Saverios
"I should kill you for what you've done," she seethed, her voice shaking with rage and something darker. He stepped in, chest to chest, his voice a seductive threat. "Then do it, tesoro. But don't pretend you weren't touching yourself last night, whispering my name like it was a confession." She tried to shove him, but he grabbed her wrists, pinning them against the wall with brutal ease. "You think I didn't hear you?" he murmured, lips grazing her throat. "Every breathy little moan... every filthy cry... all for the man you claim to hate." "I do hate you." His smirk was wicked. "Then hate me harder, amore mio. But next time, come to me instead of your fingers." SHE WAS PITCHED TO THE DEVIL FOR FINANCIAL PURSUIT. BUT WHAT HAPPENS WHEN THE DEVIL TURNS OUT TO BE THE ONLY MAN WHO CAN RUIN HER...or save her? They said love and hate are closely related. She never believed it,until the night she was forced to marry into the very family that destroyed hers. The Saverios,covered in wealth, blood, and secrets. Ruthless, feared, untouchable. Her parents' death was no accident, and marrying their heir was a bitter pill she swallowed with venom on her tongue and revenge in her heart. Salvatore Saverio,cold-blooded, dangerously beautiful, and sinfully powerful,was everything she despised. A walking temptation wrapped in designer suits and whispered threats. She planned to seduce him, manipulate him, and dismantle his empire from within. But nothing could have prepared her for the man behind the mask. He's dominant. Obsessive. Possessive. And he sees right through her. What begins as a deadly game of power and lust changes into something far more twisted. And when she starts falling for the man she swore to ruin, she realizes too late: in her world where secrets ruled... Loyalties will shatter. Blood will spill. And love might just be the most dangerous weapon of all. But will they survive this trying, dangerous moment? Or will the sins of their parents haunt them?/0/68725/coverorgin.jpg?v=20250110100441&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Captured And Claimed By The Mafia Don
"I'm wanted, Kimberly. Wanted by the Mafia..." Those were my father's final words before he died in my arms. Moments later, I saw those legs step out of the shadows, marking the beginning of my nightmare. Leonardo Fiore, a cold Mafia Don,who is determined to use Kimberly as a tool in his game for power. His world is cruel and his words are like ice. "There's no love here, Kimberly," he whispered. It's not part of the deal." But Kimberly isn't one to accept whatever fate brings, without a fight. "If your love is not part of the deal, I'll make it mine to claim" she declared, feisty, crashing her lips onto his. As tension arises, Kimberly must decide : will she melt Leonardo's icy heart or lose herself trying to survive in his dangerous world?/0/76234/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260527050232&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Falling in Love with a Dangerous Man
Leading two successful lives, one normal and the other underwater, he was unstoppable. This secret he carefully concealed beneath his calm exterior hadn't escaped Alana Carsten. On the surface, she lived an ordinary life, juggling her career, friends, and dreams of a life free from complications. But all of that would change the day she uttered that simple "yes." This word, carrying a promise she could never have anticipated, bound her to Don, a man whose reputation extended far beyond the borders of illegality. At 25, Alana, a bold young woman full of character and curiosity, wasn't afraid to take risks. What she didn't know was that her "yes" marked the beginning of a plunge into a dangerous mafia world, where the rules were made to be broken. Once in this shadowy realm, there was no turning back. The choices she made from that moment on could lead her to her own destruction... or to a power she never imagined. Ready to face every challenge, Alana had no idea just how far this oath would take her./1/111276/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260320162854&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late For Regret, Mr. Underboss
I caught the white roses at my best friend’s wedding. Everyone expected Nero, the Mafia Underboss I’d loved for eight years, to drop to one knee and propose. Instead, he ripped the bouquet from my hands and gave it to his secretary. “Next time, Siena,” he said, his voice flat and devoid of emotion. “Let Valentina have her moment in the spotlight.” In front of every Capo and soldier in the city, he stripped me of my dignity just to please a girl who played at being a mobster’s muse. To him, I was merely an entry in a ledger—forever pending, never prioritized. I quietly sold our penthouse, packed my bags, and walked away. In seven days, I would no longer be his shadow. I planned to marry his rival Don./0/92660/coverorgin.jpg?v=20250927055000&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Bratva's Obsession
She entered the Bratva for revenge. Disguised as a man, she never expected to fall for her merciless trainer-the devil himself. Tessa Moretti's only goal is to find her parents' killer, but the Ivanovs-the most feared mafia family in Russia-stand in her way. To get close, she hides her identity and joins their world of violence. Now, under Enzo Ivanov's brutal training, every day is a fight for survival. He wants to break her. She wants vengeance. But when her disguise shatters, obsession takes hold-and Enzo will kill and burn for the woman he was never meant to love. A dark enemies-to-lovers mafia romance full of disguise, obsession, and dangerous passion./0/95476/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106214452&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Betrayal, My Sudden Wedding Vows
For seven years, I was his property. The lover and most trusted operative of Damian Benjamin, Veridian City' s ruthless kingpin. I took bullets for him, balanced his bloody books, and foolishly mistook his possessiveness for love. Then, he ordered me to seduce his rival, Earl Reid. It was all a cruel scheme to win the heart of another woman. I followed his orders, luring Earl into a hotel suite at a gala, only for Damian to burst in with the press. He publicly shamed me, leaving me naked and exposed as his true love called me trash. My seven-year devotion was shattered by the man I thought was my savior. But as the camera flashes blinded me, Earl Reid, the man I was sent to destroy, shielded my body from the world. He looked at me, his expression unreadable, and made an announcement that sealed my fate. "We're getting married."/1/103298/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106223115&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Runaway Fiancée: Claimed By The Rival
I watched the man I was contractually bound to marry dive into the freezing water. But he wasn't swimming toward me. Only seconds prior, his mistress had shoved me into the ornamental pool. I struggled to surface, my heavy silk dress dragging me down like a lead weight. Jax, the ruthless Underboss of Chicago, swam right past me. He reached for the woman who had pushed me, scooping her up as she faked a leg cramp. He carried her out, stepping over my hand as I clawed at the slippery edge. Every Capo and soldier in the underworld watched the heir choose a jersey chaser over his fiancée. "You are making a scene, Eliana," Jax said, his voice devoid of emotion. "Go home." He didn't offer a hand. He ordered me away like a disobedient dog. Later that night, when I tried to return his ring, his mistress laughed and shoved me down a flight of stairs. I lay at the bottom, broken and bleeding. Jax didn't check if I was alive. He comforted her instead. To him, I was just furniture. A guarantee. He thought he had broken me. He thought I had nowhere to go because our families were allied. He was wrong. I left the five-carat diamond on the table. I left my car keys on the dashboard at O'Hare Airport. I didn't just run away. I boarded a one-way flight to New York to join his mortal enemy, the Tran Syndicate. Jax Little thought he owned the board. He didn't realize the Queen had just defected./1/111120/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260612105957&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Sinful Intentions( The Mafia lord second wife)
Kidnapped, beaten and locked up, Aurora Puro Pucasso, The daughter of General Puro Pucasso, has her life turned upside down. One moment she's on her bed, the next, she's forcefully taken by Vincenzo West, and made to act like his wife Brielle, and the mother to his psychotic child in exchange for her to live. What happens when every of Brielle's past comes to haunt her? Can she survive her new daughter's torment? What happen when the line between Reality and fiction start to blur between Aurora and Vincenzo./1/119568/coverorgin.jpg?v=64b24421e8372acf4f3acddc34d89afa&imageMogr2/format/webp)
He Stole My Blueprint, I Stole His Empire
I was the hidden architect behind the Moretti mafia family's billion-dollar empire. My capo fiancé, Gianni, used to bring me coffee and murmur grand promises of protection. But at two in the morning, he sent a blunt text demanding my master decryption keys. Attached was a photo of his new fiancée, the Underboss's niece, wearing a massive blood diamond bought with my hard work. He had coldly dumped me, claiming my independence was a defect for a mafia wife. Now, he was presenting my flawless smuggling blueprint to the Commission, listing himself as the mastermind and his new prize as the architect. My name was completely scrubbed from the records. He actually expected me to quietly hand over the core security codes so he wouldn't look like a fool in front of the bosses. He treated me like a disposable tool, meant to bleed for a syndicate that stole my genius to enrich a parasite. "Port logistics keys. Now. Francesca is having a fit and I have to deal with it." I stared at his arrogant message, a creeping chill of absolute rage washing over me. He really thought I would just obediently submit and watch him build his kingdom on my back. I looked at the chat window where my habitual "Yes, Capo" was already typed. I deleted it. Instead, I snapped my burner phone in half, packed my original files, and took my master blueprint straight to the most feared Don in the underworld./0/78738/coverorgin.jpg?v=20250927203233&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mafia's Contracted Bride: Her escape, His power
Aurora Sinclair: I'm Aurora Sinclair-trapped in a golden cage, destined to be married off to my father's aging business partner. But I won't be sacrificed for their power games. My only chance at freedom lies in the hands of our family's sworn enemy-Nikolas Salvatore. He's dangerous, mysterious, and everything I was told to stay away from. He saved me... but I can't shake the feeling that saving me was never the endgame. Nikolas Salvatore: I'm Nikolas Salvatore. Saving Aurora was always part of the plan. She's my way in-my leverage. But now that she's here, things aren't so simple. She's more than I expected... and more than I should want./0/98762/coverorgin.jpg?v=7e3893b1ca84555fc35e40e5ba85724e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
