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BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 83.The moment of truth
---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
Last Updated : 2025-01-16BETROTHED 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
Last Updated : 2025-01-17BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 1. Graduation
--Cassie--"We'll miss you, Cassie," my two friends, Hailey and Michelle, said to me, their eyes welling up with tears, making me laugh.Hailey and Cassie were the only close friends I made when I came to Dream High."Why are you crying, girls, when you know we'll see each other?" I asked, looking at them."We like living in the same neighborhood," I explained as I walked out of the room where I had just received my valedictorian certificate."You're right," they said, wiping their tears away. Their eyes were puffy, and they looked sad."Can I get your number, Cassie?" inquired the school's best basketball player."Give it to him, Cassie," Hailey said, a broad smile on her face. Her mood immediately changed, as if she had not just cried her eyes out."Okay," I said, and he exhaled."Why did you do that?" I asked, taking the pen and paper from his grasp so I could write down my phone number."You always refused to give me your phone number," he remarked.That was Deon, the school's hot
Last Updated : 2024-08-21BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 2.Back home
--Cassie--I slipped out of my dress, feeling the weight of the past four years settling on my shoulders. As I stood before the mirror, I couldn't help but notice the resemblance to my mom, with her blue eyes and wavy brown hair. Stepping into the bathtub, I let the warm water wash away the fatigue of the journey, wrapping myself in a fresh-smelling towel from the wardrobe. Every item in this room seemed meticulously cleaned, undoubtedly in anticipation of my return.Moving to the closet, I sifted through my dresses, but none seemed to fit anymore. Frowning, I scanned the room until my eyes landed on my suitcase beside the bed. With a sense of relief, I unzipped it, selecting a pair of ripped jeans and a crop top. After applying lotion to my skin, I tied my hair into a neat bun, studying my reflection in the mirror. It was strange seeing how much I had changed over the years.I flopped onto the bed, retrieving my phone from the nightstand. Surprisingly, it already had a SIM card inser
Last Updated : 2024-08-21BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 3. Twenty - five
--Cassie--"His wife-to-be is so lucky," Hailey exclaimed, holding up her phone with a picture of Alessandro Leonardo De Luca. Her excitement was palpable, and I couldn't help but wonder who this fortunate woman was. And then it struck me—I was about to be tied to Alessandro Leonardo De Luca for life.I studied the picture intently. Alessandro had striking features—sharp jawline, piercing eyes, and a confident smile that could melt hearts. It was easy to see why he was considered a heartthrob. But despite his looks, I wasn't interested in him romantically. My decision to marry him was solely to help my dad out of his financial troubles."How old is he?" I asked Michelle, trying to gather more information about the man who would soon be my husband."Twenty-five," she replied enthusiastically."Thank God he's not much older," I muttered under my breath, relieved that we weren't too far apart in age."What did you say?" Michelle asked, leaning closer to hear me better."Nothing," I repli
Last Updated : 2024-08-21BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 4. Alessandro
--Alessandro--"Pops, I can't do what you're asking me to do, Dad," I yelled at my grandpa angrily. I couldn't marry a girl I knew nothing about, especially a human. The very idea of tying my life to someone I hadn't chosen or even known felt like a betrayal to my own autonomy and the memory of Athena."Yes, you are going to marry her, Alessandro. You don't want to get mated again after Athena died," he mentioned, causing my wolf to groan at him."Alessandro, listen. You will like her. She's pretty and a nice girl. I met her when she was sixteen at the mall. Please, Alessandro, listen to me. You are the mafia don and the alpha of the Rivermoon Pack; you need a woman by your side, and you know that pretty well." His voice softened as he tried to persuade me, but his words felt like a knife."I can look for someone if that's what you want, but you'd have to give me time and stop stressing Mr. Roberts like that. He doesn't deserve all that you're doing," I muttered, trying to guilt-trip
Last Updated : 2024-08-21BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 5.Gown Fitting
--Cassie--A month flew by in the blink of an eye, and here I was, torn between obligations and my overwhelming desire to flee. The wedding was set for two days from now, yet every fiber of my being recoiled from the thought of it. I hadn’t seen Alessandro since the day I learned of this arranged marriage; even the engagement ring had been delivered impassively by his driver, precisely a week after I received the news. A ring, beautiful but impersonal, lay in its velvet box, coldly glinting under the light—a physical reminder of the life-changing decision that had been made for me, rather than with me.This wasn’t how I had ever envisioned my wedding. I had always dreamed of a love-filled celebration, where my partner and I, bound by genuine affection, would share the joy with close friends and family. In that vision, he would hold my hand, reassure me, laugh with me, and look at me with the warmth and anticipation that lovers do. But reality couldn’t have been further from that dream
Last Updated : 2024-11-02BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 6.Self- Pity
--Cassie--We were in the garden, seated around a small wooden table, each of us with a steaming cup of tea in hand. The warm afternoon sun bathed us in a gentle glow, filtering through the leaves above and casting dappled patterns on the grass. The air was rich with the scent of blooming jasmine and roses from the nearby flowerbeds, and every now and then, a soft breeze rustled the leaves, carrying with it a hint of fresh earth and summer warmth.Hailey and Michelle were lost in their usual chatter, still gushing over photos of Alessandro. They spoke in excited whispers, eyes wide with fascination, as they scrolled through the images. Their words, though mostly lighthearted, held an almost envious undertone that wasn’t hard to miss. Both seemed to wish they could swap places with me—to be the ones Alessandro had chosen. I thought, only half-joking, how I’d gladly grant them that wish if I could. This entire situation felt surreal, and if I was being honest, slightly overwhelming.“He
Last Updated : 2024-11-03
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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
BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS 83.The moment of truth
---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
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,
