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My Mafia Mate #Chapter 20: A New Perspective
EllaThe weight of the billboard bore down, threatening to crash onto me. Just as I braced myself for impact and felt Ema’s strength surge through me, preparing to lunge out of the way or stiffen my body to repel the impact, Logan surged forward, knocking it away with his superhuman strength.It was an impressive feat, but as the dust settled, I noticed blood beginning to seep from a wound on his arm.I heard screams and panicked voices around me. Innocent shoppers who were just as shocked as I was. But I didn’t care about them.“Logan!” I shouted, rushing to his side.He brushed me off with a smirk. “I’ve had worse.” But his eyes betrayed the concern he was trying to hide.“His wound,” Ema said, drawing my attention back to his arm. “It’s… bad. It hurts me, too.”I had heard the stories before, about ghost pain, caused by a mate getting hurt. It was faint, but it was there. And I was worried, too.The dust still hung in the air, a misty remnant of the fallen billboard. Logan stood, h
Last Updated : 2023-09-11My Mafia Mate #Chapter 21: Family Ties
EllaThe grandeur of Logan’s family estate was unmatched, the chandeliers glistening with thousands of crystals, reflecting the light in the room. I hesitated for a moment on the threshold, taking in the lavish spread of food and guests buzzing with conversation.My previous assumption had been sorely inaccurate. This was not a mere family dinner. It was a statement, a spectacle. And I was the trophy on his arm, the daughter of the CEO of WereCorp. An accessory.I put on a smile, though, if only to play my part—just as Logan had requested. It was part of our plan, after all. And after what happened with the billboard, Logan’s motives behind wanting to take down the Mafia were becoming more clear to me.Logan was ever the commanding presence. Every move he made, every word he uttered, seemed to draw attention. Tonight was no exception. His sharp gaze traveled the room, making sure to make contact with every important person in attendance.It was difficult to find any hint of the melanc
Last Updated : 2023-09-11My Mafia Mate #Chapter 22: Intrigue & Devastation
EllaWhen Logan’s brother questioned me about my mother, I felt a sudden heat rising in my cheeks.The audacity of the question, the way he said it, filled with a disdain I couldn’t understand, ignited my temper.“Teach this one a lesson,” Ema hissed. “Oh, how I’d love to gnash my teeth on his skull…”“Enough,” I said. “Not now.”“Interesting, considering Ella isn’t even the biological daughter of the Golden Wolf Moana, isn’t that right?” Logan’s brother taunted. “She’s the bastard child of her father and… Who is your mother, Ella?”I gritted my teeth, struggling to keep my anger at bay. My biological mother’s identity was none of his business, and the way he had thrown the question at me was downright offensive.As far as anyone was concerned, Moana was my real mother. It didn’t matter whether she was my biological mother or not.Before I could answer, Marina, dressed in her oh-so-extravagant red dress, chimed in, her voice dripping with condescension.“Oh, Ella, it must have been so
Last Updated : 2023-09-11My Mafia Mate #Chapter 23: Unlikely Attraction
EllaMarina’s father’s words made me feel unexpectedly unsettled. I cocked my head, looking at him for a moment. Was that a threat, because I asked too many questions? Or a friendly warning out of concern?“Pardon?” I asked, clenching my drink a little tighter in my hand.“Miss Morgan, I’m sure you understand what I mean,” Marina’s father said, his eyes fixed on mine. His voice was kind, but there was a knowing look in his eyes that unsettled me.I gave him a reassuring smile, though I felt anything but reassured. “I appreciate your concern, but I assure you, I have things under control. There’s no need for you to worry about me.”He continued to look at me for a moment longer, his eyes narrowing slightly. It was as though he could see right through me, understanding that I was lying.Through my carefully constructed facade of a perfectly cool and calm young woman, there was a little girl screaming on the inside, begging to leave. And at that moment, I felt certain that he saw her.Bu
Last Updated : 2023-09-11My Mafia Mate #Chapter 24: Midnight Kiss
EllaLogan and I stood side by side on the balcony, the night air wrapping around us like a refreshing embrace. The cool breeze felt like a welcome reprieve after the stuffiness of the party, and the city lights sparkled below us like a bed of jewels.“God, I hate these fancy dinners,” Logan groaned, loosening his tie. “I hate having to dress up in these tight suits, pretending to be someone I’m not.”I looked over at him, a smile tugging at the corner of my mouth. “Well, I hate to break it to you, Logan, but you do look quite handsome in that suit.”He turned to me, his eyes wide. “Handsome, eh?”I rolled my eyes, trying to suppress a grin. “Don’t let it get to your head.”“Too late.” He chuckled, his eyes twinkling with mischief.We fell into a comfortable silence, the sounds of the party fading into the background as we enjoyed the serenity of the night. The gentle rustle of leaves and distant hum of traffic created a soothing melody that allowed me to forget, if only for a moment,
Last Updated : 2023-09-11My Mafia Mate #Chapter 25: The Bright Side
LoganI couldn’t shake the feeling of her lips against mine as I stood there on the balcony, the night air cool against my skin. The city lights twinkled below, but their beauty was lost on me. All I could think about was the kiss, the way Ella had reacted, the look of shock and confusion in her eyes.It had happened so quickly, a moment of weakness, a lapse in judgment. One minute we were talking, laughing, enjoying the serenity of the night, and the next, I was kissing her, my wolf driving me forward, excitement and desire clouding my judgment.But she hadn’t wanted it. She had pulled away, her face pale, her eyes wide. “What was that, Logan? What are you playing at?” she had asked, her voice trembling.“I don’t know,” I whispered, my heart pounding. “I just… I felt something, and I acted on it. I’m sorry, Ella.”I replayed the moment in my mind, trying to make sense of it, trying to understand what had driven me to act so impulsively. I knew she had been regretting our fake relatio
Last Updated : 2023-09-11My Mafia Mate #Chapter 26: Warning Signs
EllaI arrived home that night, the weight of the evening still heavy on my shoulders. The glittering chandeliers, the fancy gowns, the laughter and chatter of the party all seemed like a distant dream as I stood in my dimly lit apartment, still wearing my beautiful white dress.The words Logan had spoken to me on the drive home lingered in my mind, a soothing balm to the chaos of emotions I felt. His promise that no one would get hurt, the determination in his eyes, it somehow made me feel a little better. But could I really trust him?I unzipped my beautiful white dress and let it fall to the floor, my reflection in the mirror looking pale and lost.Logan was a part of a world I knew nothing about, a world that seemed both thrilling and terrifying. What would my parents think if they ever found out? What would they say if they knew I was pretending to be involved with a Mafia boss?I shuddered at the thought, realizing with a sickening feeling that I could never tell them the truth.
Last Updated : 2023-09-11My Mafia Mate #Chapter 27: Disrespect
EllaThe office hummed with the usual activity, but as I sat at my desk, the files for the new case spread out in front of me, my mind kept drifting to Sarah’s words. They clung to me like a shadow, her insinuations and her accusations haunting me.I tried to focus on the documents in front of me, the complicated legal jargon and the details of the new case with Logan. But my hands trembled slightly no matter how hard I tried to steady them, and I couldn’t shake the fear that had settled itself in the pit of my stomach.What if Sarah was right? What if I was trapped? A pawn in a game that I didn’t fully understand? A game that I could never understand?“Ella,” a voice said, snapping me out of my thoughts, and I looked up to find Mr. Henderson standing over my desk. “Are you okay? You look distracted.”I forced a smile, willing myself to push Sarah’s words aside. “I’m fine,” I lied. “Just a lot on my mind.”He frowned, his eyes searching my face from behind his wire-rimmed glasses. He
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My Mafia Mate #Chapter 250: My Mafia Mate
EllaThe reception was in full swing, the air filled with the soft sound of music, the clinking of cutlery and champagne glasses, and the pleasant murmur of guests. It was the perfect night, too; the sun had set, and the air outside had cooled to a pleasant temperature as the crickets and cicadas sang.Walking hand in hand with Logan, we approached the multi-tiered wedding cake. It was unbelievably tall, adorned with carefully piped flowers and leaves. There were two little figures at th
My Mafia Mate #Chapter 249: Something Borrowed
EllaThe reception hall was filled with the soft, warm glow of hundreds of candles, and the sound of gentle music filled the space. It really was everything that we had wanted. The wedding planner had outdone herself.“What do you think?” Logan asked, holding my hand as we meandered around the room. “Quite the party, huh?”
My Mafia Mate #Chapter 248: Say I Do
EllaThe doors to the chapel opened, and the soft sound of orchestral music filled my ears. This was it; this was the moment. Everything felt like it was moving so fast, and yet somehow it felt as though time was standing completely still at the same moment.I watched as the wedding planner gestured from the sidelines for the bridesmaids and groomsmen to pair up and walk through the doors, preceded by the flower girl—a family friend’s daughter, who looked absolutely precious
My Mafia Mate #Chapter 247: The Morning It Begins
Ella“Are you nervous, Ella?” the makeup artist, Jenna, asked as she selected a palette of soft, natural colors that complemented my skin tone.Nervous would have been an understatement. It was the morning of my wedding; the day had finally come, after what had somehow felt like both an eternity and no time at all at the same time.
My Mafia Mate #Chapter 246: Jewel of the Crown
LoganI sat on the edge of my bed, staring at the little silver key in the palm of my hand.“I should just go and do it,” I whispered, more to myself than to my wolf. “Get it over with, right?”“What’s the worst that could happen?” my wolf added. “It’s
My Mafia Mate #Chapter 245: The Perfect Dress
EllaAs I walked into the bridal boutique with my entourage, the little bell on the door chimed and I was immediately greeted with the scent of lavender and the smile of a bridal assistant.Daisy, Moana, Clara, and Sarah were with me; it was just a couple of days after the housewarming party, and our new house felt full to the brim with my family and Clara staying for a while. Not that I minded, though. It was fun having them here, and I was glad to have them all by my side as I tried on
My Mafia Mate #Chapter 244: For Better or Worse
LoganI was enjoying the party, watching with a smile on my face as Clara, Ella, and Sarah exchanged stories, when the sound of my phone ringing suddenly cut through the lively atmosphere.Pulling my phone out of my pocket, I felt my heart lurch in my chest. It was Hartman; I hadn’t heard from him in months. After Marina and Harry had taken off and Devon had been caught, I had paid Hartman for his help—even though our plan wound up being foiled—and that was the end of t
My Mafia Mate #Chapter 243: Housewarming
EllaThe months following Logan’s and my engagement was a whirlwind of change. We sold Logan’s mansion to a wealthy family from out of the area, and before I knew it, we were moving into our new home.It was a 1920s Spanish-style home, with warm stucco walls and breezy windows. The first floor was open concept, and I could already picture all of the wonderful parties we could have here. I fell in love with it immediately.
My Mafia Mate #Chapter 242: Disappointed
Ella“Sit down. Both of you.”Sarah and I exchanged wary glances. Her face was just as pale as mine probably was, and I felt a wrench in my stomach.“But Mr. Henderson, Sarah never—”
