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BLURB 


“Let me go! You can't do this to me!” I say in despair, pulling harshly on the chains binding my arms together as Alessandro brings the scary whip closer to me. 

“Who's going to stop me?” Alessandro asks in a rock hard tone as he lightly flicks his wrist, the tip of the whip hitting my ribs and leaving a trail of fire in its wake. 

“Fuck you, you shit-eating maniac. I hope you stumble down the stairs and break your neck!” I scream profanities at him as my body writhes in unimaginable pain. 

“Please. Please, I'm begging you. You have to stop.” I beg him as I break down crying, unable to withstand the pain any longer. 

“You know what I want, piccola morte. Admit you killed my wife and all this would be over.” Little death. Alessandro says in a tone that makes me grind my teeth in anger. 

“I have nothing to do with the death of your wife!” I say as sad tears slip from my eyes and down my cheeks when I spot the determined look in his eyes. 

“Then we will keep doing this till you admit the truth.” Alessandro says as he pushes away from me, the hard look on his face solidifying my feelings of fear. I was doomed. 


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Blamed for the death of his wife, Aurelia’s life is made hell by Alessandro, the Don of the Italian Mafia. What happens when all that Alessandro has worked for is on the line and he finds himself in need of a wife? 

Will the truth come to light or will Aurelia continue to live in the shadows of Alessandro's dead wife? Will Aurelia be able to bring Alessandro out of the dark and into the light or will she also drown?

The Mafia Don's Captive Bride

I pace the floor of my room, wondering how I'm going to show my face before Alessandro and Mia. How can I deny that I enjoyed our kiss when I was practically moaning and shoving myself in his face.

"My dignity is gone!" I cry out in despair.

The worst part is I had bumped into Mia on my way out of his room, and I guess she now thinks I'm a whore who sleeps around. But will it be considered sleeping around if Alessandro is my husband?

I wish I could rid my mind of the shocked and broken look on Mia's face when she had seen me.

I inhale deeply as I step out of the room. Aurelia Delacruz does not cower before anybody. I will have breakfast like a normal person, and no one will shame me.

That plan flies out of the window when I step into the dining area and I see Alessandro seated with Mia by his side.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE: Allergic Reaction and Near Death Experience.