She's the last person anyone would expect to become a mafia boss, but when Gabriela Santos, the long-lost daughter of a powerful Mafia family, finds herself imprisoned by her ex-boyfriend's wife, she knows she must take matters into her own hands. Vowing revenge on those who have wronged her, Gabriela sets out to reclaim her family's rightful place at the top of the criminal underworld. But when a passionate tryst with the underboss of her rival mafia family leads to unexpected consequences, she must choose between love and power. Will she have to sacrifice her revenge in order to pursue her heart's desire? Who said women cannot become mafia bosses?
Clang!
The sound of the gates closing was heard as a red haired lady stepped out of the prison yard. She had a bright smile on her face as she walked out to get her things.
"I hope we don't see you again Gabriela." The man handing her her things smiled at her and she chuckled slightly before collecting her bag.
She stepped out to the parSantos lot where she had expected her boyfriend, James, to be waiting for her but she was met by no one.
"Should I get you a taxi?" The worker who stopped next to her asked and she smiled at him before declining politely.
She turned on her phone and a slight smile crept up her lips as she looked at the wallpaper. It was the picture of her and James on their two years anniversary date.
She hadn't used a phone in five years because of being stuck in the prison after she was thrown there for no reason five years ago.
"James." She said excitedly as the person she was calling answered the call. "You should be here by now. Have you forgotten I'll be getting out of prison today?"
"No babe, I didn't forget but something important came up so I couldn't be there yet and I don't know when I'll be back. Maybe you should take a taxi home." He said from the other end of the phone and her excited face turned to a sad one before she hummed and hung up.
"Gabriela." A familiar voice called her and she looked up to see her best friend, Camilla leaning against her white sports car.
Camilla was wearing a white suit with the jacket hung over her shoulders. She looked like a business woman with a bright smile up her lips.
"Camilla." Gabriela rushed to her and pulled her into a hug. Camilla rubbed her back gently as tears of joy rolled down their eyes.
"It's so good to finally see you out of prison. I've been waiting for this day for years." Camilla sniffed as she wiped her tears.
"It's so good to see you and hug you. It's so good to finally get out of those prison clothes. Geez." Gabriela twirled and Camilla chuckled.
"I didn't know you'd be coming to get me. I thought James would." Gabriela sighed and the look on Camilla's face changed and Gabriela could tell something was wrong.
"What's wrong? Did something happen to James?" Gabriela asked.
"You look lean, Gabriela. Weren't you fed well in there?" Camilla tried to change the topic.
"The food wasn't enough but I've gotten used to it. I can't wait to try home-made dishes." Gabriela smiled gently before returning to James's topic.
"What about James? You haven't told me about him." Gabriela said as she got into the car next to Camilla who already rushed in.
"It's..."
"Don't tell me it's nothing because there clearly is something." Gabriela cut her off before she could say nothing was wrong.
"Well Gabriela, promise me you won't throw a tantrum if I tell you." Camilla said as she rested her back and turning off the engine.
"I'm not like that anymore Camilla. I'm no longer a kid." Gabriela sighed and Camilla looked at her with doubt. "Trust me."
"Remember that lady you slapped back in the club that day and got you arrested for assault?" Camilla asked and Gabriela rolled her eyes before nodding affirmatively.
"James and her kinda dated after you left. They have been together since all these years and now they are getting married today. James is at the wedding so he couldn't pick you up to continue you guys secretly dating or break up with you."
Everything seemed to crash around Gabriela immediately she heard everything Camilla said. That couldn't be possible. She trusted James. He would never do anything of such to her but Camilla would never lie about something like that.
Camilla seemed to understand what was going on in her head so she took her phone and showed the screen to Gabriela who looked at it. It was a picture of her boyfriend and a lady smiling beautifully as she looked up at James.
Under the photo, a caption. "Soon to be newlyweds. James and Isabel."
Gabriela suddenly felt angry and she felt the urge to go over to him and beat the hell out of him. "Take me to him Camilla."
"What did you say?" Camilla asked her, shocked. "Don't tell me I heard you right Gabriela. Are you crazy? You want to wreck the wedding so you'll end up in jail for life?"
"I don't care." Gabriela frowned with her fists clenched.
"But Gabriela, this isn't right. There's nothing we can do about Isabel getting married to James. I'm not as influential as they are and your company has fallen." Camilla said nervously and Gabriela glared at her which made her gulp.
"If it's about the influence, whatever." Gabriela took her phone out of her bag and dialed a number offhand and it rang for a few seconds before the receiver took the call.
"Yes. Right now." Gabriela said before hanging up. "Take me to Starlight boutique please."
Camilla obediently did as her friend asked before she threw a tantrum. Camilla stayed in the car as Gabriela stepped into the boutique and got out after a few minutes.
She was dressed in a black shirt, white suit trousers and its jacket hanging over her shoulders. She had dark shades on and her hair was combed to one side.
She looked like a badass CEO who was oozing out a very dangerous aura. "Please Camilla, take me to the wedding venue."
"Why are you dressed like you're going to arrest them all?" Camilla giggled and a wicked smirk formed on Gabriela's lips as she hummed.
"Let's see what will happen when we get there Camilla." Gabriela said as she got into the car and Camilla looked confused but entered the car anyways.
"Don't do anything crazy Gabriela." Camilla sighed as she drove towards one of the well known hotels in the city. Dynamic Hotel.
Young Maia watched in horror as her father, the pack's Alpha, was brutally murdered before her eyes. Driven by vengeance, she sets out to infiltrate the royal household of the enemy, in the perfect disguise. As she grows closer to her target, she finds herself confused. Is it possible to fall in love with the enemy? And can she ever forgive the man who took everything from her, even if he turned out to be her mate? When loyalties are tested and emotions run high, Maia must decide between completing her mission and following her heart. Who will she choose in the end?
Corinne devoted three years of her life to her boyfriend, only for it to all go to waste. He saw her as nothing more than a country bumpkin and left her at the altar to be with his true love. After getting jilted, Corinne reclaimed her identity as the granddaughter of the town’s richest man, inherited a billion-dollar fortune, and ultimately rose to the top. But her success attracted the envy of others, and people constantly tried to bring her down. As she dealt with these troublemakers one by one, Mr. Hopkins, notorious for his ruthlessness, stood by and cheered her on. “Way to go, honey!”
We've been married for three years, but I've never truly had his love. When his childhood sweetheart returned, just as promised, all I was met with were the cold, glaring divorce papers. "If I were carrying our child, would you still choose to divorce?" I asked, holding onto the faintest glimmer of hope, making one last desperate plea. His response, as expected, was just as cold as ever. "Yes." I closed my eyes, choking back tears, and finally chose to let go-to honor his decision. Years later, my heart had turned to ash. Lying in a hospital bed, I trembled as I signed the divorce papers. "Alexander, from this moment on, we owe each other nothing..." What I never saw coming was the ruthless, decisive CEO kneeling at my bedside, his voice hoarse, almost broken, as he pleaded, "Vivienne, don't divorce me... please."
"Carroll Brown is dead! But you have to marry him in your sister's name." My mother said to me in a cold tone. My sister was engaged to the hottest billionaire. It should have been a perfect marriage. Unexpectedly, Carroll was dead in an accident. My sister didn't want to become a widow, so she forced me to marry her dead fiance. And I had no right to refuse her. Actually, I was the biological daughter of the Smith family. My sister was an adoptive one. My sister and I had been swapped at the hospital when we were just born. My parents had already had a deep relationship with her. So they chose to sacrifice me. On the wedding day, I was taken to the mourning hall. "Ma'am, please keep Master company and let him feel warm." The housekeeper said with a cold expression. I couldn't help but look up at the portrait above the coffin, and my heart skipped a beat at this glance. The man in the portrait was more handsome than the superstars in Hollywood. Carroll Brown? My dead husband? Wow, he was really handsome! I didn't know how long had passed when my stomach began to rebel. After one glance at the coffin, I swallowed my saliva and then begged with my fingers crossed. "Mr. Carroll, I'm starving! May I eat your pastries? You don't mind, do you?" "I do." "Ah!" Scared, I broke out in a cold sweat. My legs went limp, and I fell to the ground. I shouted, "Ghost!" Carroll curled his lips, leaned over, and touched the black coffin. "Mr. Carroll has risen from the dead. What do you think of this headline tomorrow?"
Two years ago, Ricky found himself coerced into marrying Emma to protect the woman he cherished. From Ricky's perspective, Emma was despicable, resorting to underhanded schemes to ensure their marriage. He maintained a distant and cold attitude toward her, reserving his warmth for another. Yet, Emma remained wholeheartedly dedicated to Ricky for more than ten years. As she grew weary and considered relinquishing her efforts, Ricky was seized by a sudden fear. Only when Emma's life teetered on the edge, pregnant with Ricky's child, did he recognize-the love of his life had always been Emma.
After five years of marriage, my husband is always absent on my birthday. No gifts, no blessings. He said, "I've given you the money, buy whatever you want." But he started preparing for Fiona's birthday half a month in advance. He said, "She's different, she only has me." As the sole survivor of a unexpected fire, he has been heartbroken for over a decade. Watching Fiona in Moments holding a cake and kissing his face. I slowly commented. 【Just this useless person, I'm giving him to you.】
Mia's life is spiraling out of control. Abandoned by her mother, bullied mercilessly at school, and thrown into a household of four dangerously attractive stepbrothers, she's desperate to find her footing. "You look absolutely edible," Sean growled, his eyes devouring her. Mia felt a rush of heat between her thighs "Oh, you think so?" she purred, turning to face him. She reached out and traced her fingers along the ribbon that wrapped around his waist. "Well, I've been waiting for this all day. And I'm starving." Sean's smile grew into a predatory grin. "Then let us feast," he said, and in a flash, the ribbon fell away, exposing his rock-hard length. He stepped closer, and Mia felt the warmth of his breath on her face as he whispered, "You're going to take every inch of us tonight, aren't you?" With Rolex's teasing smirk and Sean's quiet, hot stares, Mia doesn't know where to turn-or who to trust. Every glance, every touch leaves her breathless, confused, and craving more than she should. Will Mia survive their games, or will she lose herself in a dangerous world of secrets, seduction, and forbidden desire? One house. Four brothers. Endless temptation.