The Italian Marriage by N.J. Adel

Billionaire Mafia Arranged Marriage

Walk down the altar or die

The italian marriage

Walk down the altar or die
If it were up to me, the choice would be easy
But I have to live. I won't let my son be raised by the devil that killed his father.
Enzio Lanza owns my dead husband's life. He even has his face.
My husband's twin killed his own brother and inherited his kingdom, his wife and child included.

I will marry the monster that ripped my family and heart apart
I will teach my boy how to finish what his father started before he was shot by his own twin brother
We will have our revenge, one kill at a time
I'll leave Enzio Lanza to the end, and I won't make it quick.

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Genre: FICTION / Romance / Suspense

Secondary Genre: FICTION / Romance / Multicultural & Interracial

Language: English

Keywords: mafia romance, forced marriage, arranged marriage, dark romance, age gap, billionaire, italian mafia, knife play, dub con, forbidden romance, new adult, dark mafia romance

Word Count: 54000

Sales info:

It's been in the top 10,000 since it's released 3 weeks ago. Over 1500 sales and 300k pages read in 3 weeks since release.

Sample text:

“You like to rape women, Enzio? Is that what gets you off? The sense of power you can’t have any other way? It’s never been easy to live in the shadow of a man like Cosimo. A man born and chosen to lead, unlike you who had to work so hard to prove your worth only to get rejected over and over. You have to take everything by force, by blood. But even now, when you’re in his seat, living his life, you know you can never match your brother no matter what you do. So now you have to rape his wife, take her by force, to prove to your family and yourself you’re the boss.”

He stared at me, his face made of stone. It was impossible to know if I’d provoked him enough to postpone my torture. Then his cold smirk and steel gaze confirmed I didn’t provoke him at all, and I just might have dug my own grave.

“Your response to danger has always intrigued me, Bianca. The feisty pixie that isn’t afraid of bad guys.” His gaze fell back to my breasts. “Nice try, dolcezza. But no, I don’t like to rape women. And, despite what you think, I’ve never lusted over Cosimo’s seat or the power that comes with it. I’ve had enough of that to last me a lifetime as the underboss without having to carry the heavy burden of leadership. Cosimo’s seat is no fun. His wife’s tits though…”

The blade landed flat on my nipple. “You don’t know the first thing about what gets me off. Now, as my wife, I should teach you, but I don’t think your vanilla ass can handle it. So back to what I was saying. If you ever lie to me again…” He put the knife on my other nipple and went back and forth several times.

“You psycho fuck.”

“Careful now. Nobody is going to miss your tongue. That I can cut with zero regrets."

Book translation status:

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Already translated. Translated by Mattia Castorino
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