Married To A Mafia Boss

The Discarded Heiress: Marrying My Lethal Husband

Xiao Wang

The rain in Detroit was slick with grime when my family finally came to fetch me. They didn't want a reunion; they wanted a sacrificial lamb to marry into the Kaufman empire to save their failing business. I thought I was just being sold off, but the limo ride ended under a dark overpass where six hired thugs were waiting with chains. My own sister had ordered them to "break my spirit" so I’d be a shaking, pathetic mess by the time I reached the altar. They called me "Detroit trash" and sprayed air freshener when I sat on their leather seats. My stepmother wanted a video of me begging for my life, and my father was ready to trade me like a used car to a man everyone called a "vegetable." They expected a submissive country girl, unaware that I was a high-level "cleaner" who could snap a radius bone before they could even scream. When I finally reached the Kaufman estate, I found my fiancé, Barron, slumped in a wheelchair, drooling and silent. But as soon as the doors closed, the "invalid" grabbed my wrist with a grip of iron and whispered a command that changed everything. I didn't understand why my own blood was so desperate to see me destroyed. What had I ever done to deserve a hit squad and a forced marriage to a man they thought was a corpse? But Barron isn't a vegetable, and I'm not a victim. We just touched down at the Moon family gala in a matte-black helicopter, and as the doors slide open, the "broken" bride is about to show them exactly what happens when you throw away the wrong daughter. "If we're going to crash a party," Barron whispered, his eyes burning with lethal clarity, "we should make an entrance."

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"The rules are still the same, Liam. If you want my throne then find a girl. Say I do in front of a priest. Fuck her and then the throne is yours."

Liam clenched and unclenched his hand on the paperweight trying to control the rage busting inside him while listening to his father, the current Don of Montreal crime family.

His hands itched, to kill someone, anyone, him! But again,

He reminded himself that the man was his boss and his father. Liam knight might be a twisted man but even he had certain limits. He respected the man, it's just that he didn't like what his father was suggesting.

"You will turn thirty this year. Time is slipping Liam. Find the girl or let me find one for you?"

Liam eyes his father. "You found one for yourself, she ended up six feet under the ground, I think I will pass on that offer."

Ryan only chuckled, a glint came to his eyes. "Jealous that you couldn't say goodbye to your mama one last time."

Liam only raised a brow. As if it mattered to the man who killed his own wife brutally and Liam understood it, clearly. The woman deserved to die, no one could remain alive when you fed information to cops. She wanted to run away from them, Liam understood it better than Ralph, his brother because it was him who found his mother cheating on his father when the manwhore was fu**ing loyal to his wife.

In the end, She got what she deserved. Death!

Ryan laughed! He laughed but Liam would not be Liam if he couldn't see that the man was still not over it. His wife. Why else would he not have married another woman? Simple, he couldn't give her place to anyone else.

Even dead, the woman still plays with his mind.

"I have something for you," Ryan said.

Liam frowned, his fingers drumming the black mahogany desk, waiting for his father to proceed. He then placed some pictures on the desk, in front of Liam.

Liam's eyes stopped on the pictures of a girl, a beautiful girl with blonde hair, ocean blue eyes, sharp cheek and that luscious curvy figure of her. The girl was pure perfection. Liam could feel the blood rushing into his male part.

Liam knight desired her, he could feel himself drowning in her warmth.

Ryan gave him another crooked smile." calm your di*k, son, she is not that easy to get! Don't you want to know who she is?" He asked, gesturing at the pictures.

"The only thing I know is that this is going to be my new mistress…" Liam chuckled, eyes still on those pouty lips. He could imagine his cock in her mouth.

"She won't be your mistress but your wife, Liam. Marry her, fuck her and rule the heart of Canada."

Ever so slowly, Liam raised his eyes and settled them on his father's. He leaned forward, "I won't marry only to fuck a girl…"

"She is Ethan King's daughter. Aurora King and the only way to control Ethan and his territory. You are lucky that she is pretty to look at, she could be an ugly duckling." Ryan jabbed. He could see the wheels running in his son's mind.

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