Married To The Mafia Boss

Chapter 1

 

Prologue

"The rules are still the same, Liam. If you want my throne then find a girl. Say I do in front of a priest. Fuck her and then the throne is yours."

Liam clenched and unclenched his hand on the paperweight trying to control the rage busting inside him while listening to his father, the current Don of Montreal crime family.

His hands itched, to kill someone, anyone, him! But again,

He reminded himself that the man was his boss and his father. Liam knight might be a twisted man but even he had certain limits. He respected the man, it's just that he didn't like what his father was suggesting.

"You will turn thirty this year. Time is slipping Liam. Find the girl or let me find one for you?"

Liam eyes his father. "You found one for yourself, she ended up six feet under the ground, I think I will pass on that offer."

Ryan only chuckled, a glint came to his eyes. "Jealous that you couldn't say goodbye to your mama one last time."

Liam only raised a brow. As if it mattered to the man who killed his own wife brutally and Liam understood it, clearly. The woman deserved to die, no one could remain alive when you fed information to cops. She wanted to run away from them, Liam understood it better than Ralph, his brother because it was him who found his mother cheating on his father when the manwhore was fu**ing loyal to his wife.

In the end, She got what she deserved. Death!

Ryan laughed! He laughed but Liam would not be Liam if he couldn't see that the man was still not over it. His wife. Why else would he not have married another woman? Simple, he couldn't give her place to anyone else.

Even dead, the woman still plays with his mind.

"I have something for you," Ryan said.

Liam frowned, his fingers drumming the black mahogany desk, waiting for his father to proceed. He then placed some pictures on the desk, in front of Liam.

Liam's eyes stopped on the pictures of a girl, a beautiful girl with blonde hair, ocean blue eyes, sharp cheek and that luscious curvy figure of her. The girl was pure perfection. Liam could feel the blood rushing into his male part.

Liam knight desired her, he could feel himself drowning in her warmth.

Ryan gave him another crooked smile." calm your di*k, son, she is not that easy to get! Don't you want to know who she is?" He asked, gesturing at the pictures.

"The only thing I know is that this is going to be my new mistress…" Liam chuckled, eyes still on those pouty lips. He could imagine his cock in her mouth.

"She won't be your mistress but your wife, Liam. Marry her, fuck her and rule the heart of Canada."

Ever so slowly, Liam raised his eyes and settled them on his father's. He leaned forward, "I won't marry only to fuck a girl…""She is Ethan King's daughter. Aurora King and the only way to control Ethan and his territory. You are lucky that she is pretty to look at, she could be an ugly duckling." Ryan jabbed. He could see the wheels running in his son's mind.

Ethan king's daughter. Liam knew what that meant. She was off-limits. Her father was a cruel man. It's not like Liam feared him, oh not at all, he just respected the man, he was also aware of Ethan's influences and power. He was someone who could not be taken lightly and the other reason was sitting in front of him. His father considered Ethan his friend.

"There is another way to rule the territory…" Liam still jibed, just to see his father's reaction.

The smile on Ryan's face vanished. "Don't even think about it. He is a friend, there are things you don't know and I want them to remain that way." Ryan sighed, calming his own beastly anger.

"I know you want to rule the mafia world, for that you need to win the heart of it. This is your chance, Ethan had no better choice than you. He would agree to the alliance, I am sure of it. Make your decisions calmly, son because your time is running away," Saying that Ryan left.

Liam gritted his jaw. Time was certainly running away. Getting married was never in his mind and now his throne depends on this marriage.

He picked the picture of that blonde temptress, his eyes sharpened as they took in every single detail of her body. That curvy body, that's exactly how he liked his woman. His feral body was throbbing with need. A fierce need to claim the temptress aroused inside him. She was the wet dream of every teenager.

He put the picture back on the desk when a knock sounded on his door.

"Enter," he ordered, his brother Ralph entered with a fuck-off look on his face. Liam's mind stiffened. Again, the bad news as if it would ever end.

He waited for his brother to recite the reason for being in a spoiled mood and then his hands twitched. They twitched for violence when his brother told him. "Access denied in the territory."

"Who denied the access?" Liam knight asked his brother Ralph once again even though he never did that, asking the same question twice.

"Who other than Ethan King? This is the third time he denied access to our shipment, Liam. He wants us to pay him fifty per cent of our profit to import d**gs in his territory," Ralph muttered.

Liam fisted the paperweight in his hand. Tightly, so tightly that his knuckles turned white and why not when he was seething in a hot raging fury.

He needed to calm down because Ethan king was not someone who could be dealt with lightly.

If it was anyone else instead of Ethan he would have gone to that bastard's territory and killed that man for denying Liam knight but no, Ethan was not someone else. He was the strongest man in Churchill, the man who even at the age of fifty, still ruled over his territory like a king. His name certainly justifies his character. He was truly the King of Churchill and he ruled like one.But Ethan forgot one thing that in every story the knight has the power to overthrow the king. So, better one must not mess with the knight and certainly not with Liam knight.

"If he is asking for war then who am I to deny it to him? He denied the access when I gave that man the respect he deserves but now I will give him what he wants!" Liam chuckled as his one lip tugged upward.

Now, Liam would himself go to Churchill and deliver the d**g, personally. But the question arises why would he go there himself when he had hundreds of people under him to do the deed.

The answer was simple. To prove his point, he would go into Ethan's territory to warn the man that his actions would lead him to trouble. The trouble with the Vancouver crime family of which Liam was going to be the next boss.

Second, he respects Ethan enough to give that man one last chance to stop the war and not to miss that Liam knight was interested in Ethan's most precious thing.

His daughter, Aurora King

 

Chapter 2

 

Ethan king took a long puff of his cigar and released the smoke. He was enjoying the painful screams of that Mexican spy who was crying, begging to stop the torture but he should have thought about it before stepping the foot in his territory.

You enter the Lion's den. You end up dead. Shredded into pieces but the man didn't think about it or he would not have dared to enter his streets.

The Mexicans had become a pain in the ass. They forgot what Ethan did to their boss two years ago. How brutally he was killed. It seems another reminder was needed. This time the man who will die would be Juan, the current boss of the Mexican cartel, Le Eme.

"He is ready to speak, boss," Thomas said, wiping his bloody hand with a white towel. Ethan eyed the man critically.

"Make sure the towels are black from the next time," he ordered his right-hand man.

White was the colour of innocence and righteousness and there was only one thing in his life which represented innocence and purity. His daughter and he would be damned if he would let anything which symbolises his daughter get tarnished.

He might be the dark king with a dark soul but his daughter was pure and innocent and he wanted her to remain that way. Pure like an Angel.

Ethan sat in front of the man, his face was bruised and beaten like a pulp. Blood dripped from every corner of his mouth. Blood and flesh.

Ethan fisted that man's hair in a painful grip. The cigar is still loosely hanging between his teeth.

"Speak." He ordered. The man spit near his shoe and earned a punch in his jaw from Ethan whose eyes turned hard and violent.

"Cut every part of his body, piece by piece, in the most painful way," Ethan ordered the two men standing behind the chair.

Ethan stared directly into his captive's bloody eyes. "No easy death will be granted to you." The man stiffened, Ethan king was truly the cruellest monster ruling in the mafia. He shrieked in pain as a knife pierced through his thigh and then the warehouse was once again filled with painful cries.

One thing people should be aware of was, Ethan King was the biggest monster among other monsters. Don't enter his territory because the moment you did, the papers of your demise were signed by Ethan Knight.

"Boss, Aurora called!" Thomas informed Ethan and his posture changed instantly. Instead of the monstrous mafia boss, now, he was a loving father.

"What did she say?" He asked Thomas who raised his brows, "what else except for your Jet? She wanted to go to Vancouver for some jewellery exhibition of his favourite designer with her friends."

Ethan sighed. His daughter was exactly like his wife. Naive and innocent.

"Make sure that guards were there, I want her protected all the time."

Thomas nodded. "As you say boss, I don't understand why she has to struggle so much to meet this so-called designer. Order me and he will be here, on his knees by tomorrow?"Ethan shook his head before speaking. "You don't know that?" He questioned Thomas who was not only his Right-hand man but a friend too. A friend who has been with Ethan since he married his wife, Savannah.

Thomas fisted his hand. "She is like Savi." He chuckled when Savannah's face flashed in his memory. They grew up together, she was his godsister.

Thomas nodded, still missing her but what could be done now. She has been dead for the past twelve years. "Ethan, there is another thing you need to know about," he said as they both started walking towards Ethan's office in the warehouse.

Once settled on their particular seats Ethan spoke. "Yes," he gestured to Thomas to continue.

"Ryan's son, Liam asked for permission to sell his d**gs in our territory, again."

Ethan leaned back in his chair, propping his elbow on the armrest armrest of the chair, his hand loosely fisted. "Agreed to pay the money?" He asked.Thomas shook his head. "No, they said they had this peace treaty…"

Ethan's lips pulled into a smile. "I had that treaty with his father, not him, Thomas. Deny access, that boy needed to learn how to show respect to the big bad Lion before taking up the throne from his father."

Thomas grinned. "You and your twisted ways to remind people of their place."

They both laughed while opening the bottle of their favourite whiskey.

Ethan took a sip of the amber liquid from his glass. "It's about teaching the young man that to rule the world you have to choose your enemies and friends cautiously. His father is a friend and I value our friendship but is Liam going to be one too."

"You want to assess him before he takes over the position of next mafioso in Vancouver?"

Ethan shrugged. "Let's see what he does next, friend or foe, his next step would define that…"

***

Liam Knight was in the plane, clenching and unclenching his hand. He should be focussing on Ethan right now, but no, there was one person who was distracting him with her curves.

Liam knight's thoughts were focused on Aurora, Ethan's daughter. He closed his eyes and her blue eyes flashed in his memory.

Liam knight has fallen in lust over the temptress known as Aurora Kings.

"F**k!" He cursed and gulped down his scotch in one swig. He needed to focus on his meeting with Ethan. Liam closed his eyes and leaned back in the chair, trying to take his mind off the hardness between his legs.

But he couldn't, the throbbing was still there and getting wild with every passing second. Liam wanted to own Aurora.

Self-control had always been the issue for him but never had he lost control like that over a woman. The throbbing in his d**k was the proof that he, for the first time lost it.

With no other option left he called his whore, Grace to suck him off or if the throbbing didn't calm he would f**k her too, depending on her skill and Liam was aware of her skills but today he doubted them.

Exactly, after twenty minutes he was sitting calmly with his seatbelt on as the plane landed. The trip was shortly planned. It would be a surprise or shock, depending upon Ethan how to take it.

Friend or foe, Liam would soon get to know it.

The black Mercedes was waiting outside for him. The small packet of coc**ne was stuffed in his pocket, he wanted to trade them to Victoria the only way to do that was through Yellowknife and the territory came under Ethan's control.

It was a matter of need not want and he needed Ethan at least for now.

On the other hand, Ethan raised his eyes to Thomas. "He came to my territory."

"Asked for a meeting with you, boss."

Ethan's eyebrows pulled together, "asked or demanded, Thomas?" Ethan enquired.

"It was voiced as a request with a clear hint towards a demand. So the right word would be, he wanted you to acknowledge him as the new boss of Montreal. As your counterpart, your equal."

Ethan King threw his head back and laughed. "Let's meet the boy!" He said and Thoman's eyes widened into a grin.

The night won't be a boring one, certainly. Oh, it would be fun, too much fun because Ethan was going to show Liam his place in Ethan's eyes.

But they were unaware of the fact that Liam Knight had his eyes settled on the Queen. His queen and Ethan's princess.

Aurora.