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43.City Mall
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2024-11-29 12:39:04Kaugnay na kabanata
BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 44. Sacked
--Cassie--"I went shopping for the clothes in your wardrobe he sent me to buy, and I got all of them here," Hailey added, looking pleased with herself."That’s why they look so beautiful," Michele and Hailey said, glancing at their outfits, the fabrics rich and elegant, the colors popping under the bright lights.I looked down at my own attire, the floral dress I had picked from the wardrobe, one that cost thousands. It felt simple in comparison to their designer pieces, and yet, it was still a luxury piece. I didn’t know how to respond. I didn’t want to sound ungrateful, but I couldn’t help feeling that all this excess wasn’t necessary.I didn’t want to hurt Stephanie’s feelings by telling her that I didn’t need any more clothes or expensive gifts. After all, she had been generous, and I didn't want her to feel bad for doing something she thought would make me happy.I simply kept quiet, smiling faintly as the others continued chatting, the girls already planning what they would buy
Huling Na-update : 2024-11-29BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 45. Enhanced security systems
--Cassie---Yesterday was utterly exhausting. After the trip to the mall, I felt as though I’d run a marathon, both physically and emotionally. Stephanie’s words about replacements arriving at the shop within thirty minutes proved true. By the time we left, the shop was already buzzing with new staff, seamlessly filling the roles of the dismissed employees. It was almost eerie how efficient the entire process was.What unsettled me even more, however, was how Stephanie took every opportunity to announce to the shop attendants that I was Alessandro’s wife. Every store we entered, she would say it as if it were some badge of honor, and I would cringe internally each time. I didn’t want anyone to know. It wasn’t that I was ashamed—it was more that I wasn’t certain of my future with him. What if things didn’t work out? What if I left him one day? But Stephanie dismissed my concerns outright, insisting that such a thing wasn’t going to happen.Despite my insistence that I didn’t need or wa
Huling Na-update : 2024-11-29BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 46. University of De-Luca
“Everyone knows him,” one of the women replied with a smile. “He comes around whenever Mr. Deluca stays in the house for a week or more without leaving.”I nodded, trying to process the new pieces of information. Everything I heard sounded strange—almost too extraordinary to believe. But there was no reason for them to lie to me.For a fleeting moment, a thought crossed my mind: Could Mr. Rossi be Alessandro’s son? Could he have abandoned the boy here in the orphanage, hiding him from the outside world? The idea was absurd, but it stuck with me like a nagging itch. Of course, I couldn’t voice such suspicions. These people had an unwavering loyalty to Alessandro, a devotion so deep it felt almost sacred. Anything negative about him—even an innocent question—might spark their wrath.Their loyalty was unlike anything I’d ever seen before. It wasn’t just respect; it was something far stronger, almost as though they believed Alessandro was a figure of absolute authority, a leader to be fol
Huling Na-update : 2024-11-29BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 47. Boss Baby
The location for Mr. Rossi’s party had been changed to the mansion, and I overheard the children’s excitement about coming here. The event was set to start at one in the afternoon, and the anticipation in the air was palpable.In the kitchen, the cooking was nearly finished, and the atmosphere was light, almost celebratory. The girls and I were chatting and laughing, trying to keep things upbeat. Despite their energy, I couldn’t shake the weight pressing down on me. Last night had been brutal.I cried throughout the night, letting out all the frustration, anger, and helplessness I felt about my situation. I didn’t care if the girls heard me. They probably did, but none of them mentioned it. How could they understand how trapped I felt? No matter how much they tried to make me feel welcome, this place wasn’t home—it wasn’t even close.But I had a plan, at least in my mind. I wasn’t going to stay here forever. I’d find a way to leave, to escape this suffocating isolation and carve out a
Huling Na-update : 2024-12-02BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 48.Dad
--Cassie--“Did my dad come with him?” I asked Michelle, my voice betraying the faint hope I’d been clinging to.“No,” she said flatly, her answer like a pin popping the fragile bubble of expectation I’d held onto. The disappointment was instant, a heaviness settling in my chest that I couldn’t shake.Without another word, I pulled out my phone, scrolling through the contacts in my phonebook until I found his name. My thumb hovered over the call button for a moment before I pressed it.“Dad,” I said as soon as he picked up.His voice was rushed, concerned. “Why? Is something wrong?”The panic in his tone made my stomach twist, and I hurried to reassure him. “No, no, it’s nothing like that. You didn’t come back with Alessandro, and I was worried.”There was a pause before he sighed. “Oh, I thought something serious had happened. I had to fly back to America—something urgent came up. I’ll come to visit you another time, okay? Take care, and please, don’t forget to answer my calls.”The
Huling Na-update : 2024-12-04BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 49. Caught
--Cassie--The party was in full swing at the back of the house, a vibrant display of joy and energy. The yard had been transformed into a child’s paradise, complete with a trampoline, inflatable slides, and various games scattered around. Children’s laughter filled the air as they ran about, their faces glowing with happiness as they explored every activity. The colorful decorations—streamers, balloons, and banners—added to the lively atmosphere, making it feel like a scene straight out of a storybook.I chose a chair tucked slightly away from the bustle, hoping to stay under the radar for a while. Sitting there, I observed the chaos of the party with a distant gaze, my mind wandering. I wasn’t particularly in the mood to mingle and planned to retreat back into the house soon enough. My eyes scanned the crowd, unconsciously searching for Alessandro, Mr. Rossi, or even his ever-present best friends. None of them were anywhere in sight.“Looking for someone?” a voice interrupted my tho
Huling Na-update : 2024-12-05BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 50. Say Cheese
--Cassie--“We will be cutting the cake now!” the MC’s voice boomed, snapping me out of my thoughts. My eyes instinctively moved to where my so-called friends and Alessandro stood together near the massive cake table. I caught sight of Mr. Rossi looking directly at me, his expression a mix of amusement and expectancy.“The young gentleman here is looking for his friend, Mrs. DeLuca,” the MC announced, and suddenly all eyes turned in my direction. The weight of their stares pressed on me like an invisible force, making my heart race. A part of me wanted to disappear, but I forced myself to rise from my seat. Straightening my top, I walked over to join them, keeping my face neutral despite the turmoil inside.The girls tried to strike up a conversation as I approached, their voices tentative, but I ignored them. Their betrayal was still fresh in my mind, and I wasn’t ready to pretend everything was fine. Instead, I made my way to Mr. Rossi and stood beside him, silently granting his uns
Huling Na-update : 2024-12-07BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 51.America
--Cassie--"Cassie," Hailey called out, her voice hesitant, muffled through the door.I didn’t respond. Instead, I sat on my bed, eating the food Alessandro had brought, my thoughts swirling. I wasn’t in the mood to face them, not after everything that had happened. Yes, it was their personal lives, but we were supposed to be more than just friends—we were sisters. The sting of their secrecy still burned, and I didn’t trust myself to speak without letting my emotions spill over."We’re sorry. Can you please open the door?" their voices chorused through the door, pleading. But I wasn’t interested in their apologies, not now."I’m disappointed, girls," I finally said, my voice steady but laced with hurt."We know," they replied softly, their regret evident."It’s time for dinner," they said, trying to coax me out."I’ve already had my dinner," I replied curtly, slipping on my headphones. I needed to drown them out, to create a barrier between their voices and my churning thoughts. I did
Huling Na-update : 2024-12-08
Pinakabagong kabanata
BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 60.Another night of bliss
--Cassie--A shiver ran down my spine as his warm breath caressed the sensitive skin of my neck.“Alessandro…” I managed to whisper, my voice trembling.“Shh,” he murmured softly, trailing gentle kisses along the curve of my neck.The sensation was electric, sending a surge of heat coursing through me. My heart raced as his lips lingered, and I felt a deep ache building within me. He turned me around slowly, his hands firm but tender on my shoulders. His dark eyes locked onto mine, searching for a silent answer. The intensity of his gaze left me breathless, and I gave him a small, trembling nod.A knowing smile curled his lips.I reached for the hem of my dress, intending to remove it, but his hand gently stopped me.“That’s my job, Bambina,” he said, his voice husky and laced with desire.The sound sent another wave of shivers down my body. His hands moved with purpose, and within moments, my dress slipped from my shoulders, pooling at my feet. I stood before him, clad only in a lace
BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 59. Drugged?
--Cassie--How was I ever going to face him now? It seemed Alessandro was waiting for me in the room, and the thought alone made my cheeks burn. I was too shy to step out of the bathroom, too flustered to gather my courage.For the past ten minutes, I had been standing behind the bathroom door, hoping he might leave. But, of course, I was wrong. He wasn’t going anywhere. The bed creaked faintly under his weight, a reminder that he was still there, waiting patiently.I took a deep breath, steeling myself. You can do this, I thought, though my heart pounded furiously in my chest. Slowly, I stepped out, my towel wrapped tightly around me. His eyes landed on me instantly, and the intensity of his gaze made me want to melt into the floor.Without a word, I quickly made my way to the closet, too self-conscious to meet his eyes. My footsteps felt hurried, almost frantic, as if speed alone could shield me from the weight of his stare.“I’m waiting so we can go for breakfast,” he called out ca
BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 58.Mark
--Cassie--I couldn’t believe it. I had given my virginity to Alessandro. The thought kept replaying in my mind, each time leaving me in a mix of disbelief and wonder. Last night had been something entirely different—a night where all my senses had come alive. It was as though I craved him in a way I didn’t know was possible. At first, I thought I was unwell, but when he entered the room, something shifted. My body, soul, and spirit had yearned for him, and I couldn’t resist the pull.As I lay in bed now, the memories of the previous night lingered vividly. I couldn’t shake the idea that maybe someone had drugged my food or drink. How else could I explain what I had felt? I had never experienced anything like that before.The sound of water running from the shower broke through my thoughts, reminding me that Alessandro wasn’t here in the room with me. He was in the bathroom. I felt a wave of shyness wash over me. How was I supposed to face him after what happened? He knew I was a virg
BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 57. The night
--Cassie--The next morning Alessandro was already gone. I could not meet with Elise yesterday because something came up I sat up in bed, feeling a mix of relief and disappointment. Suddenly, I began to feel incredibly hot. It was as if a furnace had ignited within me. I glanced at the AC, which was on and functioning correctly. What was happening to me? I felt an overwhelming urge to strip off my clothes. Without a second thought, I peeled them off, not caring if someone could enter and see me. The heat was unbearable, and my skin felt like it was on fire.I thought a shower might help, so I rushed to the bathroom and turned on the cold water. But even the cold water did little to alleviate the heat. I sat in the tub, my head pounding, my back aching, my abdomen cramping—every part of my body was in distress. I felt a primal, almost feral need coursing through me."Woooo," I heard howling from outside. The sound was loud and insistent, a chorus of voices that seemed to vibrate thro
BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 56.The apology
--Cassie--Waking up in the room alone, I immediately noticed Alessandro’s absence. The emptiness of the bed beside me only added to the quiet of the morning, but my rumbling stomach quickly reminded me of a more pressing need. I needed food, and I needed it now.Throwing off the covers, I got up and headed straight for the dining room. As I entered, the familiar hum of conversation filled the air. Everyone was there except for Marco and Alessandro.“Good morning,” I greeted the room with a polite smile before finding a seat at the table. My eyes briefly scanned the room, landing on Lalia. She was here too, sitting a few seats away, and she looked much more relaxed than she had yesterday.I focused on my plate, letting the aroma of the warm meal soothe my morning haze. As I ate, I couldn’t help but notice Lalia’s gaze lingering on me. She wasn’t being subtle, and her curiosity was palpable. It made me wonder if she wanted to say something. But she didn’t. She just kept staring, her ex
BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 55. Escorts
--Cassie--Yesterday had been an exhausting day for all of us. The events, the tension, and the overwhelming social games had drained every ounce of energy I had. I thought the day’s drama was behind us, but I was wrong.Yesterday as we were seated at the table when Lalia returned, her eyes still red from earlier. Shortly after, five young women approached her. They moved with practiced ease, their perfectly styled appearances giving them an air of confidence that Lalia clearly lacked.It didn’t take long for their intentions to become clear. Alessandro leaned over and whispered, “They’re here to hook up with wealthy men. Happens at events like these—through the connections of a certain powerful woman.”I looked at him, stunned. “You’re saying they’re...?”He nodded subtly, confirming my suspicion. “Escorts. High-end, expensive ones. It’s normal at these types of galas. Lalia must be new to this. Look at her—she doesn’t even know what she’s gotten herself into.”My heart sank as I tur
BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 61.Lalia
--Cassie--The auction had finally come to an end, and Alessandro and I were making our way out of the booth toward the gala hall. The atmosphere was electric, but I couldn’t shake off the feeling of unease that lingered in the air. Tonight, I had seen greed in its rawest form, and I was certain this night would be etched into my memory for a long time—perhaps forever.A commotion happened near one of the booths caught my attention. Two celebrities, both renowned for their glamorous but controversial lives, were at each other’s throats over a diamond necklace. Voices were raised, insults thrown, and it didn’t take long for the argument to devolve into a full-blown physical altercation.“Unbelievable,” I muttered under my breath, watching the chaos unfold.The security team acted quickly, stepping in to separate the two women before they would have brawl could escalate further. Despite their scuffle, they had been so distracted by their heated exchange that neither noticed when another
BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 60. Auction
--Cassie--“We will now begin the auctioning of the goods,” Lorenzo’s voice boomed, his tone infused with grandeur.From behind the velvet curtain, a sleek, elegant drawer was wheeled onto the stage, drawing the crowd’s attention. Atop it sat a stunning pair of antique clocks, their polished gold frames gleaming under the spotlight. The intricate patterns on the surface and the subtle chime that echoed in the silence gave them an otherworldly aura.“This pair of clocks here,” Lorenzo continued with dramatic flair, “is known as the Clock of Money. Legend has it that every tick blesses your business with abundance—every second, every moment.”I blinked, startled. My first instinct was to scoff. How could anyone believe something so ridiculous? A clock that brings wealth? It sounded like one of those myths that people desperately clung to for comfort.Alessandro must have noticed the incredulous look on my face because he leaned closer, his voice low and amused. “It’s not true, of course
BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 59.Classes
--Cassie--The room was breathtakingly glamorous. The chandeliers, massive and intricately designed, hung high above, casting a golden glow that shimmered off every polished surface. The atmosphere was opulent, almost surreal, as though I had stepped into a world reserved for the elite.As we made our way further inside, the stares continued. Alessandro, however, seemed completely unfazed. He moved with a natural confidence, exuding an air of authority that made it clear he belonged here. He looked like the man of the hour, and judging by the way people murmured and whispered, he was enjoying every second of it."Oh, she’s so young," I heard someone mutter nearby."Look at those curves—and that face. She probably went under the knife."The words stung, but instead of ignoring them, I turned and met the speaker’s gaze directly. She froze, her expression shifting from smug confidence to startled surprise. I held her gaze for a moment longer, making it clear I had heard her, then turned
