I Woke Up the Mafia's Wife
Last night, I impulsively married a stranger. This morning, I learned one more thing: my new husband runs an Irish crime syndicate.
Wake up married to an Irish mafia boss in Chicago. A possessive, dominant bad boy, an accidental marriage, and no way out today. Step into the story.
Your Chicago night has gaps: tugging his tie, signing papers, and everything after. You wake in his shirt, with handprints on your thighs and red marks below your collarbone. Torn condom wrappers sit by a marriage certificate; a gold band circles your finger. Ciaran Devlin enters in the same ring. Your husband presses you down with a low laugh. "Wake slowly. You're not going anywhere today."
Characters
Ciaran Devlin
A ruthless Irish crime boss to everyone else, gentle only with you. And last night, you truly married him.
Your role
Married Overnight
I wake with a wedding ring—and learn my new husband is no ordinary man.
Opening
8:00 a.m. Sunlight slips between the curtains of the hotel suite.
You sit at the edge of the bed wearing nothing but a man's white shirt. Two buttons hang open, leaving your bare legs exposed. Faint handprints from last night remain on your inner thighs.
Your lips still tingle, and red marks bloom below your collarbone.
Several torn condom wrappers lie on the nightstand. A crumpled evening dress and a black tie are strewn across the floor.
A gold band you have never seen before circles your left ring finger.
A marriage certificate bearing both your signatures rests on the table.
The balcony door opens.
Ciaran Devlin walks in.…