LOGINShare
45. Escaped
Last Updated:
2025-03-19 17:59:42
Related chapters
Mafia's Rebellious Bride: His Forbidden Obsession 46. Stay or Leave?
My skull pounded with pain as if tiny needles were piercing every inch of my head. It felt like I had been tossed around and left to rot. My eyelids feel heavy, making it difficult to open my eyes at once. Before I could force them open, a strange scent filled my senses. It was unfamiliar yet oddly refined. Suddenly, I remembered the last thing that happened to me before I lost consciousness: the car, the rough hands, the sweet, sickeningly scented cloth. I was kidnapped! Panic surged through me, and instinctively, my eyes shot open, only to close immediately as the sharp sun rays blinded my vision. It was already morning, meaning I had been out all night! A shiver ran down my spine.My first instinct was to check my clothes, and I was relieved to feel them against my skin. It took me a few minutes to adjust my vision to the light. Slowly, I sat up. A wince escaped my lips when pain shot through my limbs. My collarbone ached, my knuckles felt raw, and my knees throbbed as if I
Last Updated : 2025-03-20Mafia's Rebellious Bride: His Forbidden Obsession 47. The storm
**Third Person POV** Nikolai stormed into the mansion. His eyes were deadly and ready to burn; his palms were curled at his sides into tight balls, ready to punch; and his body was taut and eager to kill. His breaths came out loud and rough, barely containing his anger. His muscles twitched as he rotated his neck. He couldn't believe that Dimitri had slipped through his fingers. He searched for the traitor everywhere but couldn't find him. Nevertheless, he was determined to find that bastard again and get rid of him. It was midnight when he returned home. There was a deadly silence all around the mansion; the air was suffocating with tension as if the walls sensed his anger. Not even the wind made a sound as if he could stop it with his rage. He was out of control. He knew only one person could calm him down, and that was his wife, Alessia. He not only wanted her; he needed her. After what had happened earlier, he knew she would not let him near her, nor did he want to push
Last Updated : 2025-03-21Mafia's Rebellious Bride: His Forbidden Obsession 48. The traitor
Alessia's POV "Nikolai is out there looking for you like a hungry wolf." Antonio's words rang in my head, and I stopped dead in my tracks. My brain felt like a battlefield, torn between what I should do and what I wanted to do. I wanted to run out of this house, away from Antonio, away from everyone, but I knew that the moment I stepped out, Nikolai would find me. He would drag me back to his cage, and this time, his wrath would be unforgiving. All my hopes of escaping him would come to an end. Earlier, I stayed with him because he had Dimitri with him. I wanted to know the truth, and now that I know it, even a second with him feels like a prison sentence. How could I breathe in the same room as the man who destroyed my family without a shred of remorse? I inhaled deeply. I really need to stay away from him. My fists clenched and unclenched as I swallowed hard, trying to ease the pain in my heart. He is a murderer, a cruel monster from whom I should keep my distance. And e
Last Updated : 2025-03-23Mafia's Rebellious Bride: His Forbidden Obsession 49. Husband aka monster
Nikolai's POV Three days. Seventy-two excruciating hours. My fists curled tightly. My Dolcezza has been away from me for the last three days. These three days felt like three decades. I wasn't this restless when I was away from her for three years. Maybe because at that time I knew she was with her father, safe and secure, beyond my reach but not in danger. Now, I don't even know where she is. "Fuck!" The curse slipped from my mouth. A metallic taste of blood touched my tongue as I bit my lower lip tightly when the sharp edge of the whip dug into my skin, deeper this time. My whole body was drenched with sweat; my back was dripping with hot, thick blood. But I care less. Because this was my punishment for letting her go, for being foolish enough to think I could control her fire. My Dolcezza. My stubborn, reckless, impossible Dolcezza. How could I be so careless toward her? Another whip landed on my back, further opening my fresh wounds. The pain spread through my
Last Updated : 2025-03-23Mafia's Rebellious Bride: His Forbidden Obsession 50. Breaking the illusion
"An- Antonio?" My voice stammered. I clutched the sheets tightly and pressed them against my pounding heart. My breath caught in my throat, and my eyes widened in horror. I couldn't see his face due to the darkness. The man leaned forward and crossed his arms over his chest. “Tsk,” he clicked his tongue. I sucked in a deep, audible breath; my heart was ready to burst from my chest. “Your husband.” My heart dropped, and my blood ran cold. The windowpane clattered, allowing moonlight to penetrate the room, and I finally saw Nikolai's face. He didn't look like the man I knew. He resembled a monster. His eyes were red and baggy, his nose flared angrily, and his jaw tightly clenched. He seemed to be barely controlling himself. The air around me thickened, suffocating me. I couldn't breathe. A shiver ran down my spine as the air became cold and heavy. I prayed it to be just another nightmare. Nikolai stayed in place for a few moments, making me believe he was there.
Last Updated : 2025-03-24Mafia's Rebellious Bride: His Forbidden Obsession 51. The deal
Nikolai's POV The people around me watched in surprise as I walked through the corridors of Antonio's company. I was moving like a man possessed. I was actually furious; I just needed my Dolcezza back in my arms. How could he even think that he could take her away from me and that I would stay silent? The guards eyed me warily, but a sharp glance from me had them stepping aside. They knew who I was and knew better than to test my patience today. One of his men tried to stop me, but I just pushed him away. Without any formality, I opened the doors to his private cabin without hesitation. He was seated behind his mahogany desk, working on his laptop, doing something. He was holding a glass of whisky in one hand. His head snapped up as soon as he heard the loud bang of the door. At first, he was taken aback, but then a slow, dark, and satisfying smirk stretched across his lips. The bastard had been expecting me. "What a great surprise, Capo," he drawled, swirling the amber
Last Updated : 2025-03-25Mafia's Rebellious Bride: His Forbidden Obsession 52. Trapped once again
Alessia's POV "He has happily handed you over to me for a piece of land." The color drained from my face when I heard Nikolai. Though I didn't trust Antonio much, my heart broke. Every damn person I have met in my life has always betrayed me. It feels as if the ground has shifted beneath my feet. My knees buckled; I was about to fall, but before I could lose my balance, Nikolai's arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer to his chest. "You have no idea what I had to let go of to have you back in my arms." I blinked as a gasp escaped my throat. The intensity of his possessive grip burned into my skin, reminding me of where I belonged. Why? Why does it have to be me every damn time? Why? "There is no one else in this world who can protect you the way I can," Nikolai added. "I would burn the world before I let anyone else take you away from me." He leaned down and dipped his head into the crook of my neck. He inhaled deeply as if I were a drug keeping him sane.
Last Updated : 2025-03-25Mafia's Rebellious Bride: His Forbidden Obsession 53. Strip and Spread
I know he would not let me go this easily for what I have done, but I didn't expect him to be this bold. Removing his hand from my thigh, I shifted back into my seat. He didn't try to make contact, either. He placed his elbows on his thighs, leaned forward, and kept his eyes on the road as if each meter felt like a mile to him. Meanwhile, I was still struggling to breathe. I was trying to tell my heart that he couldn't hurt me physically. To be honest, it's not the fear of him killing me that haunts me—it's the fear of my body betraying me, surrendering once again to his rhythm. I hate that, despite everything, I still feel safe with him. I hate that even after he shattered my entire world, a part of me still longs for his presence. I hate that someone who tore my heart to pieces can still feel so painfully familiar and so close. The rest of the journey went silent, and I knew very well that it was the silence before the storm. I didn't dare look at him, but I could feel his ga
Last Updated : 2025-03-26
Latest chapter
Mafia's Rebellious Bride: His Forbidden Obsession 95. You forgot me
My fingers dug into my lap, and I sat frozen in my place as I waited for him to speak. I had been waiting to hear the truth for so long."Yes, this is the truth: because of me, we lost the child." My breath hitched. "But I wasn't directly responsible for it." My eyebrows drew in confusion. Nikolai leaned forward, resting his elbows on the edge of the table. His hands were clasped loosely in front of him. "You may not remember it, but I know your heart has realized how deeply we were in love with each other once." "We were living a happy life together. We created our small little world without caring about others. And then..." He smiled. "We got the greatest news of our lives: that you were pregnant." I blinked, and a gasp escaped my throat as I tried to think about it. My head spun, and frustration grew when I couldn't remember anything. "But our happiness caught an evil eye. The doctor said that you weren't fit to carry a child." I swallowed hard. "But you still wan
Mafia's Rebellious Bride: His Forbidden Obsession 94. Face to Face
He didn't look as youthful and lively as before. His hair was messy, and his beard had grown out; it was heavy and untrimmed. His eyes looked hollow, with dark bags underneath, as if he hadn't slept for nights. His shoulders were hunched, and his body didn’t carry that aura. His eyes softened slightly when he was sure that I was actually standing in front of him. He looked at me as if I were the first light after a long night. Slowly, he stood up, and my feet subconsciously took me to him. For a moment, neither of us spoke. The world around us blurred as we kept looking at each other like we hadn’t seen each other in lifetimes. Then, his lips slowly curved into a faint smile.“I knew you would come,” his voice was low and raspy, missing that roar and firmness. I said nothing because I didn’t know what to say. A part of me wanted to scream, wanted to ask him why he was still doing this—why he was still making it harder for me to hate him. Another part of me just wanted to fall
Mafia's Rebellious Bride: His Forbidden Obsession 93. Listening to the heart
"Where are you going?" My feet came to a halt when I heard Marco's voice. I turned around to face him. I couldn't forget the way he had shouted at me in the study. He is my elder brother. I have always respected him, but that doesn’t mean he can shout at me. I don’t give this right to anyone. "I don’t believe I’m obligated to answer every question you throw at me, Marco. I’m not accountable to you.” I folded my arms across my chest and looked directly into his eyes. His jaw clenched and fists tightened. It was quite clear he didn’t like what I said, but still he kept his voice neutral, not allowing his feelings to reflect through his tone. "I understand that you are an adult with your own rights, but you are living under my protection and..." “Under my father's protection,” I corrected sharply, cutting him off. His eyes darkened, and his head tilted just slightly to the side—an old habit of his whenever he didn’t like what the other person had just said. It was subtl
Mafia's Rebellious Bride: His Forbidden Obsession 92. Meet me
My heart stopped for a moment as I listened to that deep, rough voice that somehow managed to make space in my heart. It still made something inside me stir. I wanted to end the call, to prove that he no longer controls me, but the way he said "please" made it impossible for me to do so. My grip on the phone tightened as not a single word came out of my mouth. Silence spread between us. I could hear his ragged breathing and feel his nervousness through the phone. Then, I heard the rustle of wind on the other end, as if he were outside. "How did he get my number?" The question popped into my mind. I mentally slapped myself for being so stupid. How could I forget that he has many sources? "I didn't think you'd pick up," he said softly, breaking the silence. Suddenly, I felt a rush of emotions and was about to end the call when he spoke again. "I won't take much of your time, Alessia." I swallowed hard. "One minute—just say whatever you want," I stated in a cold and flat tone, t
Mafia's Rebellious Bride: His Forbidden Obsession 91. Revenge
“Sign them over to me.” For a moment, I thought my ears were ringing, that I had heard something wrong. First, I can't believe Nikolai has transferred his property into my name without telling me, and now Marco wants me to sign it over to him. Why? I realized my hands were trembling when I felt a large, rough hand cover my palm. It was my father's. He looked at me and nodded reassuringly. He already knew about it, and he also wanted the same from me. How could I not know about my own life and the things happening to me? They gave me a few minutes of silence to understand the entire situation. Then Marco spoke again, "Alessia, I know you are pregnant, and we shouldn't give you too much stress, but this can't wait any longer." He sighed. His tone was very soft, as if he were speaking to a child. "Alessia, before taking you away from us, Nikolai snatched the throne of Mafia king from Dad. It is only because of him that our mother is not with us." Marco's gaze flicke
Mafia's Rebellious Bride: His Forbidden Obsession 90. Sign it over
I sighed and went to the bathroom to take a shower. It took me exactly half an hour to get ready. As I went downstairs, I found Marco and Dad already at the breakfast table, waiting for me. “Good morning, princess,” Marco greeted me warmly as he walked up to me and pulled me into a tight hug. “Good morning,” I smiled, wrapping my arms around him briefly before we parted. We then settled at the table to have our first meal of the day. As always, all the dishes were my favorites. Ever since I returned, my family has been going out of their way to take care of me—and the baby. Every little thing is done to make me feel safe and loved, and I appreciate it… even if, deep down, I still feel hollow. I am also trying to have all my meals despite how I am feeling inside.I visited the doctor two days ago. The report she gave wasn’t reassuring. The baby… it’s weak. Too weak. I need to reduce my stress levels and ensure I take all my vitamins and meals on time if I want to keep them safe. Th
Mafia's Rebellious Bride: His Forbidden Obsession 89. New beginning... or is it?
Suddenly, I heard a loud gunshot that shook me in my place. My heart pounded fast as the loud voice echoed from inside the mansion. I felt my heart come to my throat as I looked around. I couldn't stop myself from opening the door and stepping out of the car. The sound of another gunshot, followed by glass shattering, made me run inside the mansion. Because of my slippery feet, I almost slipped but managed to compose myself just in time. My surroundings blurred and turned dark as I ran toward the room where I had left Nikolai alone. The door was slightly ajar, so I pushed it open to find Nikolai with a gun in his hand, pressed against his stomach, his back facing me. "Nikolai!" I shouted. Slowly, he turned around. His eyes were filled with pain, such a deep pain that it tore my soul apart. Tears streamed down his cheeks, his eyes were bloodshot red, and his lower lip quivered. His shoulders slumped, and his face looked pale, almost lifeless. "Why are you here, Alessia?" he as
Mafia's Rebellious Bride: His Forbidden Obsession 88. Good bye
His body jolted slightly as the words left my mouth. It felt as if someone had struck him physically. "What?" He was completely surprised. His forehead wrinkled as his eyes flicked again between me and the divorce papers. "You are kidding me, right?" he asked in disbelief. "I am not kidding you, Nikolai. These are actually divorce papers. I asked Marco for help. He did and delivered them on time." I breathed; my chest felt heavy, "and let me tell you, Nikolai, it's my decision. No one has forced me into this. This is just to clear your misunderstanding." He licked his lips. His head cocked slightly as if he still couldn't believe his ears. For the moment, I shut off all the feelings of my heart. I was only listening to my brain. Slowly, he reached out for the papers in my hand. His fingers trembled slightly as he grabbed them. Silence spread between us as he slowly opened the file. His fingers trembled as they turned the first page. His eyes scanned the bold letters: P
Mafia's Rebellious Bride: His Forbidden Obsession 87. Divorce
The gun in my hands shook uncontrollably as he asked me to kill him. My eyes flicked between the gun and Nikolai, who was still on his knees. "What are you thinking about, Alessia? Go ahead," he whispered. "Just kill me," he choked out. His eyes were locked with mine. "I swear, I will not stop you. I will not even blink." He gasped, trying his best not to let the tears slip down his face. My throat constricted as I fought with my emotions.I couldn't move, blink, or speak. "This pain..." His voice cracked. His hand rose and pointed to his chest. "This pain of betrayal, YOUR BETRAYAL, it's becoming too much for me to bear." As if it were his breaking point, one hot, thick tear dribbled down his face and rolled down his cheek. The tear of pain. The tear I wanted to see in his eyes. The pain I wanted him to feel. But now that he was exactly in the state I wanted him, why was it hurting me so badly? Why does my chest ache like someone is tearing me apart from the inside?Why d
