Keisha, an ordinary college school girl was forced to marry Brendan, the heir to the largest mafia group in New York City, in order to pay off her late father's debt, and for her grandfather's surgery. But the Mafia boss offered her freedom, and the cancellation of her debt if she lived with Brendan for thirty days, and none of them fell in love with each other. Will thirty days be enough to break the iced cold heart of the ruthless, spoilt and arrogant playboy mafia?
"Find him and bring him here at once!!!". Roni thundered to the men in black standing around him, and they scurried away like little squirrels.
I too, flinched at the sound of his voice and raised my head up a little; and stole a glance at him and my blood ran cold suddenly; I couldn't recognize him anymore.
Roni, my father-in-law, just didn't look like the helpless handsome old man I saw a day ago; I had never seen this version of him.
I looked around, and wasn't obvious of the numerous pairs of eyes on me. Yes I could see the invisible question marks on their heads, but I too didn't have answers to what is happening.
"Oh my, was she so horrible that she had to be stood up on her wedding day?!".
It was a whisper, but it sounded as loud as a gong; to my ears.
I turned my head in the direction of that whisper. It turned out to be an old woman talking to her friend.
To be honest, I never dreamed of having to be dressed in the most beautiful wedding gown I have ever seen, only to be stood up by my groom. It was not part of my plans, but life has a way of overturning our plans.
"Mr Wilcox, if your son doesn't come any moment from now, I'm afraid; I will have to call off the wedding". The priest was obviously becoming impatient too.
Everybody was.
Roni walked up to the priest, smiling but the look on the priest's face was that of horror.
Something was wrong! I thought.
I peered closely, and looked down at Roni's trousers, and I spotted a gun hanging down. I froze.
Roni wouldn't threaten the priest with a gun. Would he?
I had seen this ruthless mafia be anything. But,, threatening the priest with a gun?
Roni shouldn't even try it!! It wouldn't be right.
But, what has been right since I came into this church?!
If the priest was threatened with a gun, what would be my case if I made a wrong move?!
He probably would blow my brains off!
I shuddered at that thought, remembering when I had agreed to get married to Roni's son.
I looked from left to right, maybe there was a secret door or something; any route of escape, and deep down, I prayed that Brendan doesn't show up.
Maybe I don't need to marry him too. Because he doesn't want to marry me too.
But, one look at Roni told me otherwise.
Roni is the one who called the shots here, and from our earlier conversations, I dare not go back on our agreement.
"Keisha?".
I turned, to find Roni staring at me with a soft expression on his face.
"Do you want to sit? Do you need anything to eat?", He asked me as he examined me.
"No; I am okay. Thank you".i replied politely.
I didn't want to sober up for him because I didn't know what he had up his sleeves for me.
Roni nodded and beckoned to one of his men to come closer to him. I stared at his suit as he whispered an instruction to the man.
Roni's suit was screaming affluence, and I remembered what the internet said about him when I checked him up.
RONI WILCOX: BILLIONAIRE.OWNER OF THE BIGGEST CONGLOMERATE IN THE COUNTRY. RUMOURED TO BE THE LEADER OF THE POWERFUL WILCOX MAFIA GANG.
It's been said that the Wilcox was a mafia family lineage, known to be the most powerful mafia gang. The government couldn't arrest them because they were part of the government too. Hence their prolonged existence.
My thought was suddenly interrupted when I heard commotions.
Roni's men walked in, holding a younger man in between their hands.
"Brendan". I heard Roni say, as he smiled, and clapped his hands like a little child.
I whipped my head around, and my jaw came crashing down to the floor.
Standing in front of me ,though been supported by two men each holding him in one arm, was the most handsome man I had ever seen.
God!!
Were people still allowed to be this good looking?!
He had a coal black hair and a pair of dark brown eyes, 6ft tall and leanly muscled.
Roni's son. And my proposed husband, Brendan.
He looked so handsome.
He must have gotten his looks from his father.
Suddenly, a strong smell of alcohol hit my nose. He reeked of a strong smell of Brandy or whiskey, I couldn't place my hands on which it was.
Wow, he also love his bottles! Now I was getting married into a family of guns and alcohols.
Brendan refused to stand. No matter how the men that was holding him tried, he fell to the floor and everyone gasped. We waited for him to stand but he didn't move a muscle.
"Mr Wilcox, we can't perform this ceremony if your son is not conscious". The priest said, and I saw the fear in his eyes.
"Just a moment". Roni said to the priest and walked up to where Brendan was seated.
"Brendan stand up!". He said in a little raised voice, and with a gritted teeth. But Brendan didn't move.
"Brendan?!!". This time, his voice was louder as he stooped to Brendan's level on the floor.
"I want to get married to Charlotte". Brendan growled.
Roni stood up calmly, and beckoned on the men to force him up. They stood Brendan up with each of his arms on their shoulders.
And then Roni's clenched fist moved so swiftly across Brendan's face.
"AARRRR". Brendan groaned in pains, as he fell to the floor again.
Everyone gasped again in shock.
I too was not an exception; I couldn't just believe it.
Roni had just punched his son in the face.
"Stand up Brendan!!!". But Brendan stood his ground. Then the men carried him up again and Roni made it rain punches on Brendan's face.
There was blood all over Brendan's white shirt, and he was smirking at his father with a blood stained teeth.
I was visibly shaken and had to hold my hands together to prevent it from shaking.
How worst can this get?! I wondered.
Suddenly I saw Brendan glare at me and my heart skipped a beat. He looked at me like a hungry animal would look at his meal.
"Who the fuck are you?!!!". He growled.
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Tiffany, a lowly maid that received the favour of the moon goddess, found her mate coincidentally when she went to serve as a maid in the Herlbert's family banquet. Fate seemed to be playing tricks on her and she was rejected, but threatened never to leave the clan, and she became the personal maid to her fated mate. But, the moon goddess has left her a bigger surprise when she lost her parents, and became a rogue but was never marked. Will Tiffany accept the threat and let her chances with her fated mate slide? Or will she fight for her right, and take her place as the fated Luna of the Black Thunder wolf pack
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.
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
After being kicked out of her home, Harlee learned she wasn't the biological daughter of her family. Rumors had it that her impoverished biological family favored sons and planned to profit from her return. Unexpectedly, her real father was a zillionaire, catapulting her into immense wealth and making her the most cherished member of the family. While they anticipated her disgrace, Harlee secretly held design patents worth billions. Celebrated for her brilliance, she was invited to mentor in a national astronomy group, drew interest from wealthy suitors, and caught the eye of a mysterious figure, ascending to legendary status.
"Miss Brown, I am the butler here at your service," the butler replied. "My master wants to buy the baby in your belly." "What?!" Does that mean the abortion didn't take place? Did they kidnap her from the operating table just to buy the baby? But why her? "You..." Alice was about to ask a question, but the man in front of her calmly continued, as if he had expected her question, "You're pregnant with his child, and he needs a child. That's all I can tell you." Alice was forced to sign a surrogacy contract and eight months later gave birth to two healthy babies. Fortunately, the man was unaware of her daughter's existence. It wasn't until five years later that fate brought them together again...
Sequel to chasing my estranged wife; I want you back. ******** " You promised me!'' I screamed. "You promised that you wouldn't hurt me, you made the vows that you would stand beside me, Ryan, and what did you do? You broke me into smithereens. I don't want anything to do with you anymore. When I said we were done. I meant it!" Falling in love with him had come in a whirlwind, she couldn't account for how exactly it had happened but what she knew was that she didn't want to let go once she was in. For Ryan, when he made a vow, he had meant it, but nothing had told him about marriage, that it wasn't just a bed of roses, but it had thorns in it as well. When secrets piled up between them and vows broken, they had no choice but to let go of each other, but years later, he wanted her back. Like the air he breathed, he chased after her, but she was gone. Left with the remnants of his actions, he is torn between getting her back and damning all consequences or letting go of her and his children, which would it be?
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."