Claiming His Mafia Bride: His Mafia Bride, #1

By jailaa west

What happens when a feisty young bride clashes with a powerful mafia boss? Find out in Claiming His Mafia Bride, the steamy standalone novella that will leave you wanting more.

Angelica Buonaparte never expected to marry the ruthless and powerful Eugenio Falcone. But when their arranged marriage becomes necessary to stop a brutal mafia war, she has no choice but to comply. However, she's not going down without a fight. On their wedding day, Angelica shows up in a hoodie and tattered sweats, determined to embarrass her new husband.

Eugenio is used to getting what he wants, and he wants Angelica. But she's not like any woman he's ever encountered. As their battle of wills intensifies, their fiery clashes turn into passionate encounters. Will their intense attraction be enough to overcome the power struggles and danger that surround them?

Claiming His Mafia Bride is a steamy standalone quick read that will leave you breathless. With no triggers or cliffhangers, it's the perfect escape. Download now and discover a world of desire, passion, and mafia intrigue.

• Language: English
• Publisher: jai-latte romance books
• Release date: Jul 19, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223109716

jailaa west

My name is Jailaa West, and I am an indie author of sweet and steamy romance novels. I grew up In Chicago, Il. And I have loved romance books since junior high school when I snuck my first one from my mom’s bookshelf. I used to dream about the fantasy worlds I read about. Now I enjoy writing them for others to dream about. As a mom of three, I frequently write after bedtime or behind a locked bedroom door. And I thank God that all of my hot steamy books, (that I still read and write) are safely stored on my e-reader, where no one can sneak them off of my bookshelf! I love hearing from my readers. The best way to reach me is through my Facebook group or through my newsletter. Join my newsletter for updates, freebies, excerpts and more! Join at http://eepurl.com/hmBvhn or join me on Facebook at: http://bit.ly/3Xsp5Wl visit: www.jailaawest.com

Book preview

Part 1 - The Wedding

Carlo’s wide smile is a blaring alarm when he struts into the room. Nothing makes Carlo happier than annoying me. Nonni, I’ll be right back. I gently squeeze her fragile, wrinkled hand and step away before he can say anything that might distress our grandmother.

Bristling at his grin, I hiss. What’s wrong? Is she here?

Don’t worry, Gino. Your bride is here. Angelica is dressed and ready to go. ‘Tonio snorts and then looks away when I turn to him. 

Stop with the jokes. We need to get started. If there’s a problem, tell me now. My voice raises, and Nonni can see me. So, I resist the temptation to grab him by the neck and shake him like a wet rag.

"Your bride sent you a message. She said, and these are her words, not mine. So, don’t shoot the messenger. I narrow my eyes to remind him I have no problem at all with shooting a messenger. I nod. She said—Let’s get this shitshow going."

Clenching my teeth against a torrent of violent curses, I growl. "She said, what?" A few snickers echo around, but Carlo values his life too much to repeat himself. I roll my shoulders back and let my chest expand with a deep breath. Forcing the tension in my muscles to ease. This is the price I pay for marrying a child—the fucking twenty-year-old brat of Ettore Buonaparte. A woman who spent the two years after her high school graduation getting her nails done and posting pictures of her shopping sprees on social media. Shit, that will not happen after we’re married.

Nonni clutches her cane as she shuffles closer to see what’s causing all the fuss. Despite being unsteady on her feet since her stroke, she adamantly refuses my help. Thank God she’s as stubborn as a mule, no stubborner. It was her grit that held our family together when the war with Buonaparte exploded. We would have wiped each other out if my grandmother hadn’t negotiated this truce. Insisting we settle this the way families did in the old days. Joining our families in marriage and using our children to build an empire. Nonni is brilliant. She would have led us better than any man, but our organization won’t put a female in charge. So, she ruled from the inside. Acting as an adviser until ten years ago, when I seized control from my father. A man who never cared for the business, anyway. Even from her ‘retirement,’ she will get everything she wants. Peace between our families and great-grandchildren.

Everyone knows there isn’t anything that I won’t give her. My mother died in childbirth. She raised me while my father went through women like there was a fire sale on skinny blondes. Picking up and discarding as many as he could. Is it any wonder I don’t date blondes? Angelica has long ebony waves that ripple to the crack of her ass. The dark, lustrous sheen matches her black-as-night eye color. My mother had similar soft waves in her high school pictures. I don’t waste time wishing she was here, but the fact that my bride has the same look warms me. It’s a good omen that something of my mother will live on in our children. When her dark looks combine with mine, what choice will they have?

My father will contribute nothing to their lineage other than his name. Cosmo Falcone nearly destroyed the legacy my grandfather sweated and died to build. He only did two smart things in his life. Marry my mother and quietly step aside without forcing me to push him. Now he’s free to pursue his true loves; wine, women, and flashy, expensive toys. Would I have killed his useless ass? Nonni smiles up at me, but her eyes are not twinkling. I sigh. No, probably not. He is the only child she has left. The others didn’t survive the war with the Buonapartes that dragged on for years, as both sides buried body after body. This marriage is the best solution. The daughter of Ettore will marry me, the don