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68.Die or live
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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
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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
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--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--The letter in my trembling hands brought me to tears. I sobbed so hard that my chest ached, and my breaths came in short, sharp gasps. I needed to get out of here, away from the suffocating truth it confirmed. That single piece of paper held the key to everything I had been dreading, everything I had been denying. It was the proof that I, Cassie, was indeed the Mafia princess of the American Mafia.The contents of the letter were brief, cold, and calculated. No fluff, no emotion, just commands.“Do it fast and quick. No loose ends. Mafia Don.”The words felt like daggers, each syllable cutting deeper than the last. It wasn’t just the message itself but the unmistakable implication behind it. My father wasn’t just involved with the Mafia; he was entangled in its very heart, possibly even pulling the strings.The recentness of the letter made my stomach churn. This wasn’t some distant past he had walked away from. No, this was now. Whatever he was involved in, it was ongoing,
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--Cassie--It had been three whole days, and still, nothing from Lalia. She hadn’t spoken to me since our last conversation, and the silence was eating me alive. Anxiety coiled in my stomach like a venomous snake, squeezing tighter with every passing hour.I wasn’t feeling good at all. The nausea had been relentless, and I’d thrown up more times than I could count. The stress of not knowing how Alessandro was doing weighed heavily on me, clouding my thoughts and sapping my strength.“You look pale, dear,” Aunty Sophia said, her voice tinged with concern as she stood by the kitchen counter.I nodded weakly, pushing the remnants of my breakfast around on my plate. I hadn’t told anyone I was expecting, not even her or my father. It wasn’t that I didn’t trust them—I did, with my life—but fear kept me silent. If word got out, if even the faintest whisper of my pregnancy reached the wrong ears, I knew it would make me and my unborn babies targets.I sighed, trying to steady my nerves, but a
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--Cassie--Can you believe it has been an entire month since I last heard from Alessandro? Not a single call, message, or even a word through Lalia. She hasn’t spoken to me since that day, and my dad keeps insisting that I cannot go there. But here I am, standing in my room, packing my bags with determination.This silence is unbearable. Alessandro is my husband, for crying out loud! It’s unacceptable for him to be this distant. On the first day, he should have been by my side—holding me, reassuring me—but there was no sign of him. Even during my hospital stay, when I needed him the most, neither he nor any of his people showed up. A whole month has passed, and still, nothing.Hailey hasn’t reached out either, which stings more than I’d like to admit. I know she never particularly liked me, but at the very least, she could have made a courtesy call. The absence of any contact only deepens my sense of isolation.My children—our children—are almost two months old now. They’re growing, c
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--Cassie--Standing in front of the mansion, everything seemed fine on the surface. The community was quiet, not a hint of chaos or trouble in sight. The mansion itself had undergone some changes—new paint in a color I didn’t recognize and different plants lining the pathway. It was subtle, yet it made the place feel strangely unfamiliar, as though I didn’t belong here anymore.“Mrs. DeLuca,” Blake said, his voice tinged with surprise as he stood at the door. He looked at me as if he wasn’t expecting me, his hesitation palpable.“Can you please open the door?” I asked, my tone firmer than I intended. My patience was wearing thin, and every second of delay felt like an eternity. The eerie quiet around me was unsettling. Everything seemed normal—too normal. But the house looked different, like it had moved on without me.Blake hesitated, glancing behind him as if seeking approval from someone inside. “Is Alessandro at home?” I pressed, my frustration bubbling over.His eyes darted away,
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---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
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--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
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--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
BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 77.Wolf form
--Cassie--The good news, Lalia said, was that he doesn’t even look at her. I nodded at that, clinging to the small shred of hope she offered me. At least it meant something, didn’t it? That despite everything, he hadn’t given his attention or affection to this woman carrying a child that might not even be his.“You have to live,” Lalia said firmly, her eyes filled with a mixture of sympathy and resolve.I didn’t respond. Instead, I offered a weak smile and walked right past her, my thoughts tangled in a whirlwind of emotions.“Why didn’t you tell me all this sooner, Lalia?” I asked, my voice breaking as we moved down the hall.“We all thought we could control it,” she admitted, her voice laced with regret. “But when we found out she was pregnant, we didn’t want to hurt you. We hoped that as long as he stayed away from her, we’d have the situation under control.”I stopped walking and turned to face her. “So, you knew? This whole time?”Lalia nodded slowly, avoiding my gaze. “We thoug
BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 76.Memory loss
--Cassie--Standing in front of the mansion, everything seemed fine on the surface. The community was quiet, not a hint of chaos or trouble in sight. The mansion itself had undergone some changes—new paint in a color I didn’t recognize and different plants lining the pathway. It was subtle, yet it made the place feel strangely unfamiliar, as though I didn’t belong here anymore.“Mrs. DeLuca,” Blake said, his voice tinged with surprise as he stood at the door. He looked at me as if he wasn’t expecting me, his hesitation palpable.“Can you please open the door?” I asked, my tone firmer than I intended. My patience was wearing thin, and every second of delay felt like an eternity. The eerie quiet around me was unsettling. Everything seemed normal—too normal. But the house looked different, like it had moved on without me.Blake hesitated, glancing behind him as if seeking approval from someone inside. “Is Alessandro at home?” I pressed, my frustration bubbling over.His eyes darted away,
