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64.Escape
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--Cassie--For about an hour—though it felt like an eternity—I was still stuck in this endless maze of tunnels. My steps echoed faintly, the sound swallowed by the oppressive silence around me. What had Alessandro done? How could he have kept a place like this hidden from me?After countless turns, choosing again and again whether to go left or right, I found myself at a dead end, both figuratively and literally. My chest felt tight, and my breathing came in sharp, uneven gasps. I wanted to drop to the cold, damp floor and cry as hard as my body would let me. But I couldn’t. Crying wouldn’t save me, not when people were out there, hunting me like prey.I needed to think. My dad always said I was fast—fast on my feet, fast in my thinking. “Use that speed, girl,” he used to say. “It’ll save your life someday.”Well, Dad, today is that day.I needed to prove him right, to prove to myself that I wasn’t some helpless eighteen-year-old girl who would die down here, in a labyrinth meant to s
Last Updated : 2024-12-28BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 66.Mafia
--Cassie--After two grueling hours of driving, my body felt numb, and my nerves were frayed. Finally, a glimmer of hope appeared on the horizon—a small gas station, its neon sign flickering faintly against the darkening sky. Relief washed over me, but it was short-lived. The girl I’d picked up was still unconscious in the back seat. Her shallow breathing reassured me she was alive, but her condition made my stomach churn. She looked so fragile, her bruised face and bloodied dress a stark reminder of the unknown horrors she’d endured. I parked the car near the station, scanning the area. It was eerily quiet. The faint hum of the station’s fluorescent lights and the occasional rustle of wind in the bushes were the only sounds. Locking the car, I cast one last glance at her before stepping away. I prayed silently that she would be okay until I returned. The gas station’s shop was cramped but well-lit. Shelves lined with snacks, bottled drinks, and various supplies stood in neat
Last Updated : 2024-12-29BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 67.Secrets
--Cassie--Tears welled up in my eyes and spilled over, blurring my vision. "You’re lying," I accused, my voice breaking as the room seemed to close in around me."I’m not lying," she said firmly, her voice steady despite my unraveling. "I have nothing to lose now. Everything I worked for is gone."Her words were laced with sorrow, and I could see the pain etched into her face. She didn’t look like someone who was lying, but I couldn’t accept it."How can you prove it?" I demanded, my voice sharp as panic bubbled just beneath the surface.How could this be happening? First, I find out that he’s a werewolf, and now this? A Mafia lord? My life had taken a drastic turn in a single day, spiraling out of control with no end in sight.She sighed deeply, running a hand through her disheveled hair. "I don’t have proof with me, but if you look closely, it’s all there. His connections, the way he operates… everything points to it."I shook my head, unwilling to believe it. Yet, deep down, piece
Last Updated : 2024-12-29BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 68.Die or live
The memory of the ball came back to me vividly—the way Alessandro’s dark eyes seemed to follow me the entire evening. At the time, I had felt special, like he saw something in me no one else could. But now I wondered if it was all just part of the plan.Could I forgive my father for throwing me into this chaos? Could I forgive Alessandro for keeping me in the dark?The girl stirred slightly in her sleep, her face peaceful despite the scar on her arm that told a story of pain and survival. Her presence grounded me, reminding me that, despite everything, I wasn’t alone in this nightmare.But the path ahead was shrouded in uncertainty, and for the first time in my life, I didn’t know if I was strong enough to face it.How could I be this stupid? The only thing I clung to was the hope that he hadn’t lied about loving me. That hope was the fragile thread keeping me grounded at the moment. Even though I didn’t want to get back with him right now, the thought of discovering he had lied—used
Last Updated : 2024-12-29BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 69.Airport
I couldn’t help but smile back, though I didn’t fully understand what that meant. I knew it had something to do with being a mate or a leader, but the terms were all so new to me.Before I could respond, she paused, her head tilting slightly as if listening to something.“I can hear two heartbeats,” she said, her gaze fixed on me with a knowing expression.I frowned, confused. “What does that mean?”“Meaning,” she said, her voice gentle but firm, “you’re expecting twins, Luna.”My breath hitched, a wave of dizziness crashing over me. Twins? How could she know that?“How do you know?” I asked, my voice shaking slightly, feeling suddenly vulnerable in front of her.She gave a soft, knowing smile. “It’s a gift of mine. I can sense certain things, especially with someone like you. I can feel their heartbeats. Trust me, you’ll be fine.”I couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed. Two babies? My head was spinning with the implications, and I couldn’t even begin to process it all. The thought of t
Last Updated : 2024-12-29BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 70.Safe
Running into the private jet brought me a sense of peace I hadn’t felt in days. The chaos of the outside world seemed to fade as the soundproofed doors sealed shut behind me.“Dad,” I called out, spotting him standing near the plush leather seats. He was on the phone, but the moment he saw me, he hung up and opened his arms. I was in them instantly, the comfort of his embrace breaking the dam of emotions I had been holding back.Tears began to spill from my eyes, hot and uncontrollable. I felt his arms tighten around me, and when I looked up, I saw tears glistening in his eyes as well. He was trying to stay strong for me, but the worry etched into his face betrayed him.“Sit down. Bring her some food and water!” he barked to someone outside the cabin. His authoritative tone made it clear that he wouldn’t tolerate any delays.“Dad,” I whispered, my voice trembling. I couldn’t hold it in any longer. Seeing him had unleashed everything I had been suppressing—the fear, the exhaustion, the
Last Updated : 2024-12-29BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 71.Lies
--Cassie--I typed it into the search bar, and her profile appeared, her vibrant smile staring back at me from the screen. Relief washed over me as I scrolled through her page, scanning for any signs of trouble or distress. Her latest posts looked normal, even cheerful, but that didn’t ease my worry entirely. What if something had happened and she hadn’t shared it?I quickly sent her a message: “Hi, how is everything there?” The words felt too brief, too cautious, but I didn’t want to say too much in case someone else had access to her phone. My stomach churned with anxiety as I hit send, using a fake name for the account just to be safe.The message sat there, unread. She wasn’t online. I stared at the screen, willing her to reply, but the small notification stayed stubbornly unchanged. Time seemed to drag as I lay there, the weight of uncertainty pressing down on me.What if she never responded? What if Alessandro was in danger and there was nothing I could do? The thought made my c
Last Updated : 2024-12-29BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 72.Truth
--Cassie--We were back home, and Dad still hadn’t told me anything about the mafia. Either he didn’t know much, or—worse—he was part of it. The thought sent a chill down my spine.Could my dad really be involved in the mafia? The idea seemed absurd, but the more I thought about it, the more it made a twisted kind of sense. If he was part of the mafia, what did that make me?A mafia princess.The realization hit me like a freight train. I was a freaking mafia princess. All my life, I’d been kept in the dark, oblivious to the danger that shadowed me. The thought left a bitter taste in my mouth.I didn’t want to believe it. I didn’t want my father to be part of the mafia. That would mean he wasn’t just the loving, protective dad I’d always known—he was a killer. A man who made deals in blood and secrets.I needed answers, and I needed them now. If Dad wasn’t going to tell me the truth, I’d find it myself. Determined, I made my way to his office. He wasn’t home, which gave me the perfect
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--Cassie--"Someone is here to speak with you, Alpha," one of the helpers announced as they stepped into the room.Alessandro barely looked up, his irritation evident from the tension in his jaw. The events with Daniella had left everyone on edge, and interruptions weren’t helping.“Who is it? Is it a pack member? They can wait in the waiting room,” he replied sharply, his voice carrying the weight of his annoyance.“No, Alpha, it’s not a pack member. It’s someone claiming he’s here to talk to his mate,” the helper said, their words hanging heavily in the air.The room fell into a tense silence, and all eyes turned to Daniella. She froze, her expression shifting from feigned innocence to barely concealed panic. It was clear she knew exactly who had come for her.Without hesitation, Alessandro rose from his seat, his entire demeanor shifting. His earlier irritation melted away, replaced by a palpable eagerness. The rest of us followed suit, trailing after him as he strode purposefully
BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 84.DNA
--Cassie--“What are you going to do about Daniella?” I asked, my voice sharper than I intended. The thought of her lingered in my mind like an unwelcome guest. Whether the child she carried was Alessandro’s or not, she had to respect me. Something had to give—she couldn’t just stay and disrupt our lives without consequences.“I’ll speak to her tomorrow, I promise,” Alessandro said, his voice steady, though I caught a flicker of unease in his eyes. “But you need to see the Pack doctor too.”“Who’s been handling everything in my absence?” he asked, his tone suddenly serious, the Alpha side of him emerging like a storm rolling over calm waters.“Me,” I replied simply, crossing my arms.A small, incredulous smile played on his lips, as though he thought I was joking. “You?”“Yes, me,” I said firmly, my voice unwavering. “And you’ll find out tomorrow just how well I’ve handled things.”He chuckled softly and stepped closer to me. “I missed this fire in you,” he said. “I just want to hold
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---Cassie--“Don’t lie to me, Alessandro,” I said, my voice trembling with a mix of desperation and anger. “At this point in my life, I need to be told the truth. I can’t take any more lies. So, I’m going to ask you for the last time—” I leaned forward, staring him directly in the eyes. “Is my dad a werewolf?”He hesitated, his jaw tightening as though he was bracing himself for the blow his answer would deliver. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he muttered a single word that changed everything. “Yes.”My heart stopped. For a moment, it was as if the world had fallen silent, and the ground beneath me had disappeared. Alessandro kept speaking, his voice low and steady, but I couldn’t hear a single word. Everything around me blurred, and the pounding in my ears drowned out his explanations. The betrayal I felt hit me like a tidal wave. It wasn’t just a sting or a pinch—it was a deep, soul-crushing wound. Hot tears spilled down my cheeks, and no matter how hard I tried, I c
BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 82.Mexican Mafia
---Cassie--Waking up in the middle of the night, I noticed Alessandro seated at the edge of the bed, his gaze fixed on me. His expression was calm but intense, and as the haze of sleep lifted, I could see a glimmer of recognition in his eyes. Memories of everything that had happened came flooding back to me. Realizing he had regained his memory, I instantly sat up, my heart pounding with a mix of relief and anticipation.“I missed you, you know,” I said softly, leaning forward to hug him. My arms wrapped tightly around him, and I felt the familiar warmth of his presence.“I missed you more,” Alessandro replied, his voice low and thick with emotion. He didn’t move to return the hug immediately; instead, his eyes seemed distant, lost in deep thought.“I’m glad you’re awake,” he said after a long pause, his lips curving into a faint smile. “I didn’t want to disturb you.”His words made me smile, and I adjusted the pillow behind me to better support my back. The air in the room felt heav
BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 81.A night with Alessandro
---Alessandr--I was in heat, and I didn’t know what to do about it. Alessandro was staring at me with lust-filled eyes as well.“Ahhh,” I began to scream, making him get up from the bed to hold me, relieving the tension in my hand from whatever had been disturbing it before. This was the time I needed him, but I couldn’t force myself on him. He seemed almost like a boy now—but I was wrong. Let me know if you’d like further refinement or additional details!In one fluid motion, my dress slipped from my shoulders, the soft fabric pooling silently at my feet making me shocked.I stood before him, the cool air kissing my skin, now clad only in a lace bra and matching panties. My pulse raced, each beat drumming louder in my ears as anticipation coiled tightly in my stomach.“Bambina,” he murmured, his voice low and rough, thick with restrained desire. Making me shocked of his moves. His dark eyes roamed over me, drinking in every inch as though committing the sight to memory. Slowly, his f
BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 80.Alpha Cassie
--Cassie--Today, pack members were gathering to discuss the renewal of treaties before the year ended. I had been warned it would be a long and tedious affair, and truthfully, I wasn’t looking forward to it."Alessandro," I called out, hoping to get his attention. He looked up from where he was sitting, his expression neutral, almost distant."Yes, Cassie," he replied, his tone as flat as his gaze. This Alessandro was different—detached and quiet. I missed the old Alessandro, the one who had been vibrant and full of life, the one who cared deeply about the Pack as much as he cared about me. Now, it seemed his entire world revolved solely around me and the children. While that might sound ideal to some, it left a hollow ache in me. The man I had fallen in love with was fading, and I didn’t know how to bring him back."I’ll be heading to the meeting, okay? I won’t be gone too long," I said, trying to keep my tone light. He nodded without a word, his focus shifting back to the ground as
BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 79.Judgement
--Cassie--Standing in the courtroom, wearing the ceremonial robe that Alessandro had worn so many times before, my heart pounded so hard it felt like it might leap out of my chest. The fabric was heavy against my shoulders, not just in weight but in significance. I was now standing before them as Alpha, with Marco beside me as my Beta—a role he had assured me he was ready to fulfill.The courtroom was enormous, its high ceilings making every sound echo with an almost eerie resonance. The walls were adorned with tapestries depicting the history of the pack, stories woven into fabric that spoke of bravery, sacrifice, and tradition. The seats were filled with faces both familiar and unfamiliar. Some people looked like ordinary townsfolk, while others carried an air of authority, their presence commanding respect. Elders, perhaps. They sat at the front, their eyes fixed on me, scrutinizing my every move.The room buzzed with hushed whispers as more people filed in. It felt as though the
BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 78.Alpha Position
--Cassie--I had been sitting here for the past three hours, talking to Alessandro, but he hadn’t shifted back to his human form. His enormous wolf figure loomed beside me, calm yet alert. Every so often, he would glance toward the door, his ears twitching at the slightest sound.My stomach growled loudly, a painful reminder of how long it had been since I’d eaten. I placed a hand on my stomach, trying to soothe the ache. “I need to eat, Alessandro. I’m starving,” I said, my voice soft yet firm. “I’m sure you’re hungry too.”He didn’t respond, of course, but his eyes flickered briefly to my face, as if he understood.“Cassie!” Marco’s voice called from behind the study door. The moment Alessandro heard it, a low growl rumbled deep in his chest, vibrating through the floorboards.“Shh,” I whispered, brushing my fingers through his fur to calm him. “He’s not going to hurt us, Alessandro. He’s just checking on me, okay?”The growling subsided slightly, but his massive body remained tense
