Title: Waiting For My Queen
A Dark Mafia Romance
Author: Georgia Cates
Genre: Adult Dark Romance
Cover Design: Georgia Cates
Photo: Rafa Catala
Model: Pablo Herrera
Release Date: March 3, 2020
ever wanted was to marry for love.
like me don’t have that luxury.
We are used
as pawns in a game we can’t control.
It’s called Mafia.
foolish enough to try to change the rules… and I lost.
promised to me years ago.
dared to take her from me.
touch what was mine.
I put an
end to that.
I hope he’s
enjoying the view from his dirt room.
beloved’s killer placed a ruby ring on my finger and called me his queen.
red gem symbolizes something different for me.
represents the blood shed by those I love most.
empty the day we wed.
devil was standing before me and said “I do.”
I saw her
as a possession.
A shiny toy
I didn’t want other boys to play with.
so much more.
and brave and strong and broken all at once.
like everything I’ve ever wanted.
I wait for
the perfect time to seek my revenge.
I feel him possessing me.
is full of darkness… and I still want every inch of him.
Hard as I
try, I can’t escape loving this beautiful monster.
patiently because I already know that she’s mine.
Mine in a
way that no one will ever understand.
Even if she
hasn’t yet realized it.
I’d do anything.
I’d do everything.
I focus my attention on the girl sitting to Sofia’s left. The more
beautiful one. The older-looking one. The more frightened-looking one with
tears pooling in her lower lids.
Dark brown hair cascading over her shoulders and down her arms, the ends
nuzzling against her bare skin like a frightened child clinging to its mother.
Almond-shaped deep-caramel eyes surrounded by lush dark lashes. A few scattered
freckles across the bridge of her perfectly shaped nose. Plump, glossy coral
In my wildest dreams, my betrothed didn’t grow up to be this beautiful.
And it annoys the hell out of me because I don’t want to be attracted to her.
I want to make her suffer.
Sofia Bellini grips the hand of the girl in question. “Please, Marco.
Swear to me on your honor that my daughter will be safe with you.”
My father chuckles. “Emilia is going to give us babies, heirs to the
Rossini empire. There is no safer place for her than with our family. You know
Sofia and the girl beside her, my Emilia, embrace one another and sob.
Her grandmother and sisters cluster around her doing the same. It’s pathetic. I
would have expected less of a display from Bellinis. Certainly not this
My betrothed has weaknesses. Those will need to be eliminated before she
influences our sons with that nonsense.
“That’s more than enough of that,” I tell them.
She lifts her chin and her eyes meet mine for the first time. Inside
those deep-caramel orbs, I see something I like very much: rage. There during
one heartbeat and gone the next, it was only a fleeting flash. But I saw it and
I don’t mistake it for what it is.
This girl is going to be so much fun to break.
“Come, Emilia. I’m ready to take you home.”
resides in rural Mississippi with her wonderful husband, Jeff, and their two
beautiful daughters. She spent fourteen years as a labor and delivery nurse
before she decided to pursue her dream of becoming an author and hasn’t looked
not writing, she’s thinking about writing. When she’s being domestic, she’s
listening to her music and visualizing scenes for her current work in progress.
Every story coming from her always has a song to inspire it.