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My Mob Husband Chapter 85
Vincenzo's POVI sat at my desk, the glow of multiple computer screens casting harsh shadows in the dimly lit room. Lines of code and encrypted messages flashed before my eyes as I tirelessly tried to track down the origins of this new mafia organization. Months of peaceful existence had been shattered by whispers of a new threat, and every lead seemed to vanish into thin air."Come on," I muttered under my breath, fingers flying over the keyboard. "There has to be something."Despite my best efforts, I was met with dead ends and frustratingly clean digital footprints. Whoever was behind this new organization knew how to cover their tracks well. My frustration boiled over, and with a roar, I swept everything off my desk. Papers, coffee mugs, and electronics crashed to the floor."Damn it!" I shouted, breathing heavily. Just then, the door opened, and Baltazar stepped in, his expression calm yet concerned. "What's going on, Vincenzo?" he asked, his voice steady.I clenched my fists, t
My Mob Husband Chapter 86
Vincenzo's POVThe office was cloaked in a heavy silence, broken only by the soft hum of the computers and the rustling of papers. Baltazar sat across from me, eyes scanning through some documents. I leaned back in my chair, the weight of recent discoveries pressing heavily on my mind."Do you have any siblings, Baltazar?" I asked suddenly, breaking the silence.He looked up, a flicker of something I couldn't quite place crossing his face before he masked it. "Yeah, I do. Why do you ask?""Just curious," I replied, trying to sound casual. "You never really talk about your family."He nodded, a shadow passing over his eyes. "It's not something I like to discuss. Family can be... complicated."Before I could press further, the door swung open, and Katana walked in. She had that mysterious smile on her face that always made me wary. Her presence often heralded significant news or events."Well, look who's hard at work," she said, her tone playful but her eyes sharp."Katana," I greeted,
My Mob Husband Chapter 87
The doctor's presence brought a measure of calm to the chaos, his experienced hands and soothing voice guiding Annizah through the labor. Vincenzo never left her side, holding her hand tightly, whispering words of encouragement."You're doing great, bella," he said softly, wiping the sweat from her brow. "Just a little more. You're so strong."Annizah's grip on his hand tightened with each contraction, her face contorted with pain and determination. The minutes felt like hours as she pushed through the agony, her eyes locked onto Vincenzo's for strength.Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the sound of a baby's cry filled the room. Annizah's tears of pain turned to tears of joy as the doctor carefully placed their newborn into her arms. "It's a girl," the doctor announced, a smile breaking through his professional demeanor.Annizah looked down at their daughter, her heart swelling with love and relief. "Enzo, look," she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. "She's perfe
My Mob Husband Chapter 88
Vincenzo arrived at the Russian airport, his eyes scanning the crowd with practiced ease. He stepped through the terminal with confidence, his presence commanding attention. As he exited the gates, a tall man with a sharp suit and an equally sharp smile approached him. It was Helios, one of his long-standing business partners in Russia."Vincenzo, welcome," Helios greeted, extending his hand.Vincenzo shook it firmly. "Helios. Good to see you.""How was your flight?" Helios asked as they started walking towards the exit."Uneventful, just the way I like it," Vincenzo replied.Helios laughed, a deep, booming sound. "I hear congratulations are in order. How's your family?""Annizah gave birth to our daughter," Vincenzo said, a rare warmth in his voice."That's wonderful news!" Helios exclaimed, patting Vincenzo on the back. "Congratulations. I assume you’re here on business, though?""Always," Vincenzo said, his tone shifting to a more serious note.They walked to a sleek black car wait
My Mob Husband Chapter 89
I stared at the masked man, my face a mask of cold composure. He was doing his best to provoke me, to get under my skin, but I wasn't about to give him the satisfaction. Around us, the room was tense with anticipation, eyes flicking between us as if expecting a fight to break out any moment."You think you can protect your family from us?" the masked man sneered, his voice dripping with condescension. "You're far from home, Romanov. Here, you're just another player in our game."I kept my expression neutral, my eyes boring into his. "And you think you're in control?" I replied evenly. "That's cute."Helios, standing nearby, let out a booming laugh, clearly enjoying the exchange. But I wasn’t here for his amusement. The masked man took a step closer, his attempt at intimidation almost laughable."You’re just a puppet," I said, my voice low and steady. "Following orders without a mind of your own. Tell me, how does it feel to be nothing more than someone’s errand boy?"The man's eyes bl
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As I stare through the glass of the incubator, watching our daughter’s tiny chest rise and fall, relief floods through me. The doctors said she was gas-poisoned, but now she’s stable. Annizah leans into me, her warmth a stark contrast to the cold hospital environment. The steady hum of the machines around us fades into the background as we stand together, united in our silent vigil.“This world is so dangerous,” Annizah whispers, her voice trembling. “I never realized just how much until now.”I tighten my arm around her shoulders, pulling her closer. “Do you regret it? Choosing me, this life?”She looks up at me, her eyes filled with love and sadness. “I don’t regret choosing you, Vincenzo. I only feel sorry that you had to be born into this kind of lifestyle. But I love you, and that’s all that matters.”Her words are a balm to my soul, and I press a kiss to her forehead. “I promise you, Annizah, I’ll take care of everything. I’ll end this once and for all. Our family will be safe.”
My Mob Husband Chapter 91
A month has passed since the hospital incident, and our daughter, Fiore, has been growing healthier and stronger every day. The threats against our family have seemingly quieted down, but I’ve learned not to let my guard down. Even in moments of peace, I remain vigilant, always on edge, always searching. In my study, I sit hunched over my laptop, scanning through files and databases, desperately trying to find any trace of my half-brother. Despite our advanced technology and the network of contacts at my disposal, he remains elusive. It's as if he’s a ghost, slipping through every net I cast. Just then, Mark walks in, his presence a surprising interruption. “Got any leads?” he asks, casually leaning against the doorway. I glance up, my brows furrowed in confusion. “Why are you asking?” He smirks, a glint of mystery in his eyes. “I might have some clues for you.” My interest piqued, I shut the laptop and focus on him. “What do you know?” Mark shrugs nonchalantly. “Let’s jus
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The atmosphere in the living room was heavy with tension as my father walked in, holding a folder in his hand. He threw it onto the coffee table with a force that made everyone jump. The folder spilled open, revealing documents and photographs. My eyes were immediately drawn to a picture of a man who looked uncannily like me, only he was wearing a mask that obscured part of his face. "Who is this?" I demanded, picking up one of the photographs. The resemblance was undeniable, and a chill ran down my spine. "That," my father said, his voice seething with anger, "is the illegitimate son I told you about. Your half-brother. The one who’s been causing all these problems for us." The room fell silent, the weight of his words sinking in. Mark, standing beside me, was the first to break the silence. "It makes sense," he said quietly. "If he’s been abandoned and neglected all his life, it’s no wonder he wants revenge." My father’s face turned red with fury. "Revenge? Revenge for what?
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