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My Mob Husband Chapter 42: Katana's Visit
Since the incident, Vincenzo has become even more protective, intensifying the security measures around the mansion. His schedule has grown busier as he deals with the aftermath, overseeing investigations and ensuring our safety.At times, it feels as though his attention is divided, torn between his responsibilities and his desire to keep me safe. Yet, even amidst his hectic schedule, he always finds moments to check in on me, his presence a source of comfort in the midst of uncertainty.Despite the added stress and workload, Vincenzo remains steadfast in his commitment to our well-being. And while his increased busyness can be overwhelming, I find reassurance in knowing that he is doing everything in his power to protect us.I didn't expect Katana to visit here. The first and last time we saw each other was at the annual gathering in the Romanov estate, and yes, in the wedding as well. But it was just a brief meeting. As usual, she looked stunning. Her emotionless blue eyes, remini
My Mob Husband Chapter 43: Confirmed
“What does she mean by that?” I asked Vincenzo as we made our way to our room, his expression etched with a deep frown.“A first-born child, specifically a male, is expected to be introduced and raised by the elders of the Romanov family,” he explained, his voice tinged with contempt.“Raised by the elders?” I questioned, feeling a sense of unease creeping over me.“Yes, raised and trained,” Vincenzo affirmed with a grim nod. “Trained to defend the family, trained to uphold the power of the Romanovs.”"In other words, trained to be a cold-blooded killer," Vincenzo added, his voice grave.My heart skipped a beat at his words, a chill running down my spine. The gravity of his statement weighed heavily on me, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of dread at the thought of bringing a child into such a ruthless world."But... but that's..." I trailed off, unable to find the right words to articulate my horror.Vincenzo's jaw clenched as he glanced at me, his eyes dark with resignation. "Th
My Mob Husband Chapter 44: Her Parents
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My Mob Husband Chapter 45: Childhood Home
As we pulled up to my adoptive parents' place, I felt a knot twist in my stomach. The big mansion stood there, casting a shadow over the grounds. Memories from my childhood came rushing back, and I couldn't shake the feeling of unease.As the car stopped, I hesitated before stepping out onto the driveway. My mother got out, and I followed her lead up the stairs and through the doors. The familiar smell hit me, triggering memories of my past."Welcome back home, Miss,” my maid, who's already in her 60s said with a warm smile on her face.I nodded in response, a mix of nostalgia and discomfort swirling inside me. Despite everything, this place still had a strange sense of familiarity.“Lead her to her room,” my mom instructed, her voice cutting through the awkward silence.I followed my mom's instructions and allowed myself to be led to my old room. As I stepped inside, memories flooded back, both good and bad. The room looked exactly as I remembered it, with its faded wallpaper and old
My Mob Husband Chapter 46: He's back
As we entered the conference hall, the ambient chatter dwindled to hushed whispers as all eyes turned towards us. My parents led the way, their confident strides echoing in the vast space, while I followed closely behind, feeling a mix of anticipation and apprehension."Ladies and gentlemen," my father's voice boomed through the hall, commanding attention. "Allow me to introduce you to my daughter, Annizah Romanov."The room erupted into whispers and murmurs as the name registered with the audience. I felt a wave of unease wash over me as I realized the implications of being associated with the powerful Romanov family. People's expressions ranged from awe to fear, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of discomfort at the attention.As the conference progressed, I quickly realized that my newfound status as the wife of Vincenzo Romanov was being exploited by those around me. Men approached me with false smiles and flattering words, their eyes glinting with greed as they sought to gain
My Mob Husband Chapter 47: Wrath
The silence enveloped us like a heavy blanket as we sat in Vincenzo's sleek black car, the hum of the engine providing the only sound in the dimly lit interior. I stole a glance at him, noting the tension in his shoulders and the furrow in his brow. His normally immaculate appearance was slightly disheveled, a stark contrast to his usual composed demeanor."Are you okay?" I asked softly, my voice barely above a whisper. His cold blue eyes flickered towards me briefly before returning to the road ahead, his expression unreadable.We stopped at a red light, the silence stretching between us like an unbreakable barrier. I fidgeted nervously in my seat, feeling the weight of his gaze upon me."Why did you allow them to mistreat you like that?" he finally spoke, his voice cutting through the silence like a knife. "You're no longer their child, Annizah. You're my wife, a Romanov, and you deserve respect."His words struck me like a blow to the chest, and tears welled up in my eyes. "I'm sor
My Mob Husband Chapter 48: Revenge
I woke up to the dull ache throbbing on my cheek, a harsh reminder of the argument with my mother the previous day. The sheets beside me were empty, and a pang of loneliness washed over me as I realized Vincenzo was nowhere to be seen.Dragging myself out of bed, I made my way to the bathroom, the warm water from the shower providing some relief to my tense muscles. As I stood under the steady stream, my mind drifted back to the conversation I had with Vincenzo the night before. Despite the tension, there had been moments of tenderness that still lingered in my heart.Stepping out of the shower, I wrapped myself in a towel and made my way downstairs to the kitchen, where Arcel was already bustling about preparing breakfast. The smell of coffee and eggs filled the air, and I couldn't help but feel a pang of hunger."Morning, ma'am," Arcel greeted me with a warm smile as she set a plate of food in front of me. "How did you sleep?"I nodded in response, offering her a small smile as I tu
My Mob Husband Chapter 49: Overwhelming Moment
As I paced back and forth in our bedroom, the weight of the situation bore down on me like a heavy burden. My heart ached with the realization that Vincenzo had acted without considering my feelings or opinions, leaving me feeling powerless and unheard.I sank onto the edge of the bed, my mind racing with a whirlwind of emotions. How could he have overlooked the respect and admiration I held for my adoptive parents, despite the pain they had caused me in the past? Didn't he understand that their livelihood was intertwined with my own history and identity?A wave of frustration washed over me as I grappled with the sense of betrayal that gnawed at my insides. Tears welled in my eyes as I struggled to make sense of it all. Did my opinion truly hold no weight in his eyes? desires?I clenched my fists in frustration, the turmoil of conflicting emotions threatening to consume me. Was this the beginning of the end for us?"Bellezza," I heard his voice outside the door. He entered the room
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It had been three weeks since the incident, and Fiore was finally starting to recover from the shock. Her bright, lively spirit had returned, though Annizah couldn’t shake the lingering worry. Every few days, Fiore’s heart condition was checked, and she was on a strict regimen of medications and vitamins. The doctors assured them that everything was under control, but the weight of it all still sat heavily on Annizah’s chest.Annizah sat by the window of their mansion, watching Fiore play in the garden with her cousin. The sun was shining brightly, casting a soft golden glow over her daughter’s playful figure, but Annizah’s mind was far from at ease. She had been distant from Isabelle lately, avoiding any deep conversations or meetups. It wasn’t out of anger, but rather a necessity to protect herself and her family. She couldn’t look at Isabelle without thinking about the betrayal of her brother, and each time she felt the heavy stone of guilt in her chest.She had learned to harden h
My Mob Husband Chapter 144
When Annizah stepped into the dimly lit room at Vincenzo's headquarters, the air was thick with tension. The atmosphere felt heavy, almost suffocating. She wasn’t sure what she expected when Vincenzo told her to come, but it certainly wasn’t this.Vincenzo’s men stood around the room, their faces impassive yet tense. In the center sat a man tied to a chair, his head hanging low. Annizah’s eyes took a moment to adjust to the dim light, and then, with a sudden, sickening clarity, she recognized him.It wasn’t just any man.It was Isabelle’s younger brother.Her heart dropped into her stomach. Her breath hitched as disbelief washed over her like a wave. “Vincenzo…” she whispered, her voice catching in her throat.Vincenzo stood a few feet away, watching her closely, his expression unreadable. “Annizah,” he said, his tone careful but firm, “this is him.”“No…” Annizah shook her head, her mind reeling. She took a step forward, her gaze locked on the bruised and battered man in the chair. “
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Annizah sat by the side of Fiore’s hospital bed, her eyes locked on her daughter’s small frame. Fiore’s chest rose and fell gently, her face peaceful in sleep, but the silence weighed heavily on Annizah’s heart. She had been awake for hours, watching, waiting—worry gnawing at her insides. Fiore had woken up earlier, only to refuse to speak or even acknowledge them. That single moment had sent Annizah spiraling into a quiet panic.The doctor had reassured them that Fiore’s heart was stable, that the episode was under control. But this—this silence, this refusal to engage—was something no medication could fix.A light knock on the door broke her trance. Isabelle stepped into the room with Marco and Randi following behind her. Isabelle’s face softened with sympathy as she approached Annizah, who gave a weak smile in return.“Hey, I hope we’re not disturbing,” Isabelle said, her voice gentle.“No, not at all. She’s just... sleeping,” Annizah whispered, her gaze flicking back to Fiore, sti
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The sterile atmosphere of the VVIP room inside their hospital was cold and unnervingly silent. Vincenzo sat rigid in the plush chair next to Fiore's bed, his hand gripping his daughter's small one. Annizah stood by the window, her face pale with exhaustion and worry, glancing out into the night, though her mind was far from the view.The doctor, a middle-aged man with a calm demeanor, entered the room, breaking the suffocating silence. He looked at the couple, sensing the heavy tension in the air."Mr. and Mrs. Romanov," the doctor began, his voice steady, "the good news is that Fiore's condition has stabilized. The episode she experienced earlier was caused by a sudden surge of panic, which led to an unstable heart rhythm. Fortunately, it's not life-threatening, but given her pre-existing condition, it can be alarming. With proper rest and medication, she will recover fully."Vincenzo nodded, his eyes fixed on Fiore, still lying unconscious in the bed. He hadn’t let go of her hand sin
My Mob Husband Chapter 141
The evening was warm as Vincenzo, Annizah, and Fiore pulled up to Isabelle and Randi’s place for dinner. It had been a peaceful afternoon, but there was still an undercurrent of tension between the families. Vincenzo knew that, though the friendship between their children seemed to be growing, his relationship with Randi remained complicated. Still, tonight, he was determined to keep things light.As they stepped out of the car, Fiore’s eyes lit up. "Mommy, Daddy! I see Marco!" she exclaimed, pointing to the small boy standing at the front door."Go ahead, sweetheart," Annizah said with a smile, watching as Fiore ran toward her friend, her long hair bouncing behind her. She exchanged a quick glance with Vincenzo, who only nodded before the two followed their daughter up the path.Isabelle greeted them at the door, her smile warm and welcoming. "I'm so glad you could come! Randi’s been talking about this dinner for days."Inside, the atmosphere was surprisingly relaxed. Randi was alread
My Mob Husband Chapter 140
As Vincenzo watched Annizah and Fiore drive off toward the hospital, his face hardened. He had been patient long enough, waiting for the right moment to strike. But after the incidents that had put his daughter at risk and caused his wife endless worry, that patience had run dry. This time, there would be no second chances for those who dared to cross him or his family.He stood at the entrance of their estate for a few moments, the familiar hum of the city just beginning to wake for the day. His mind, however, was focused elsewhere—on the man behind the recent threats, the stalking, the near-abduction of Fiore. They had been toying with him, with his family, but today that game ended.Vincenzo slipped into his car, the leather seats creaking under his weight as he dialed his top lieutenants. His voice was low, steady, and filled with a simmering rage.“Gather everyone. All of our best,” he said, his tone leaving no room for hesitation. “We’re going after him today.”The drive to his p
My Mob Husband Chapter 139
It was the day after Fiore’s latest hospital visit, and as they arrived home, Annizah immediately felt a wave of relief wash over her. Their daughter was stable, and though the tension from the recent incidents lingered in the back of her mind, it felt good to be home. The familiar smell of their home, the soft light filtering through the windows—it all brought a sense of normalcy she had been craving.As they stepped through the door, Vincenzo stopped her in the hallway. In his hands, he held a bouquet of freshly cut lilies, their petals soft and delicate, almost as if they’d been plucked with care just for her. His eyes met hers, a glimmer of apology and tenderness shining through. He offered her the flowers with a slight bow of his head.“These are for you,” he said softly, his voice carrying a mix of affection and guilt. “I’m sorry for everything that’s happened lately.”Annizah took the bouquet, her lips twitching into a small smile as she inhaled the fragrant scent. “You don’t ne
My Mob Husband Chapter 138
Annizah sat stiffly in the waiting room, her fingers gripping the armrest of the chair, tapping impatiently against the cold, polished wood. She wore a soft beige sweater paired with black jeans—simple yet elegant, reflecting her usual understated style. Beside her, Vincenzo leaned forward, elbows on his knees, his expression a mixture of worry and frustration. The hospital waiting room felt sterile, filled with an oppressive silence broken only by the hum of fluorescent lights overhead.Fiore had just been taken into a room for further tests, including samplings and undergoing various machines that would assess her heart condition. Though the doctors had assured them earlier that things were looking better, the nerves still twisted in Annizah’s stomach. Her gaze flicked to Vincenzo, and she could see the tension in his jaw, his fingers flexing in and out of tight fists.“How much longer do you think this will go on?” she asked softly, breaking the silence.Vincenzo didn’t answer immed
