MARRIED TO THE MAFIA’S ENEMY

✨ Chapter 1: The Contract

“If you want your boyfriend to live... you’ll marry me. Tonight.”His voice was cold. Too calm for someone who had just threatened her entire world.Myra ’s hands trembled as she stood in the middle of the grand office—its marble floor cold beneath her heels, the air thick with the scent of power and danger. The man across the desk was Aryan Moretti, heir to the most feared mafia empire in the city.Just two nights ago, her boyfriend had accidentally hit a boy with his car. What no one told them... was that man was Aryan’s cousin. And now, the price of that accident was her freedom.Myra took a shaky breath. “You can’t be serious.”Aryan’s expression didn’t change. He leaned forward slowly, his sharp jawline catching the light. “Your brother is alive. For now. But if you don’t sign this contract, he won’t be by morning.”He slid a thick folder across the desk.Myra stared at it. Marriage contract.“What do you even get out of this?” she whispered.Aryan smiled darkly. “A wife. For a year. Someone the public can see. And someone who owes me too much to disobey.”Her heart thudded in her chest.“After a year?” she asked.“You disappear. Clean slate. I’ll take care of your brother’s case.”Tears welled in her eyes, but she didn’t let them fall. Not in front of him.“Fine,” she said softly. “But I have conditions.”Aryan raised an eyebrow. “Brave.”“I won’t be your toy. I won’t lie for you in court. And you stay away from my family.”A flicker of amusement passed through his eyes. “Agreed.”She picked up the pen. Her fingers shook as she signed the contract with her name:Myra Rathore — soon to be Myra Moretti.“Be ready by midnight,” Aryan said, rising from his chair. “You’re marrying the devil, sweetheart. Try to smile.”As the door closed behind her, Myra felt her world collapse. But deep down, she knew something darker was waiting for her on the other side of that aisle.