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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?
My Mob Husband Chapter 93
The garden was serene, a haven of calm amidst the turmoil of recent events. Annizah walked slowly along the path, cradling Fiore in her arms, the baby cooing softly. The scent of blooming flowers filled the air, and the gentle rustling of leaves provided a soothing backdrop. As she rounded a corner, she saw Vincenzo’s mother, Maria, sitting on a stone bench. Annizah hesitated, feeling a familiar distance between them. Despite the time they had spent together, their relationship had always been tinged with a certain reserve. "Annizah," Maria called softly, noticing her. "Would you join me?" Annizah nodded and walked over, sitting down on the bench while still holding Fiore. She looked down at the baby, using her as a buffer between herself and Maria. The older woman reached out, gently touching Fiore’s tiny hand. "She’s beautiful," Maria said, her voice filled with a mixture of pride and sorrow. "You’re a wonderful mother, Annizah." "Thank you," Annizah replied, her tone polite but
My Mob Husband Chapter 94
Morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow over the room. Annizah stood in front of Vincenzo, her fingers deftly adjusting his tie and smoothing the lapels of his suit. Vincenzo watched her, a tender smile playing on his lips. Her concentration, the way she bit her lip slightly as she worked, and her gentle touch—all of it filled him with a deep sense of love and gratitude."Are you sure you’ll be alright?" Annizah asked, her voice tinged with worry. She looked up at him, her eyes searching his.Vincenzo nodded, placing his hand over hers. "I’ll be fine," he reassured her. "This is something I need to do, for all of us. Today, we start executing our plans."Annizah nodded, though the worry didn’t leave her eyes. "Just be careful, okay?""I will," he promised, leaning down to press a soft kiss to her forehead. "I always am."With a final adjustment to his suit, Annizah stepped back, giving him an appreciative once-over. "You look perfect," she said with a smile, th
My Mob Husband Chapter 95
Later that evening, Annizah took Fiore to the garden, needing some fresh air. She cradled the baby, her thoughts a whirlwind of emotions. She was deep in thought when Vincenzo’s mother approached. "May I join you?" she asked softly. Annizah nodded, though she felt a bit distant. Vincenzo’s mother sat beside her, watching Fiore with a wistful smile. "You remind me of myself when I had Vincenzo," she said. "I carried him everywhere, just like you do with Fiore." Annizah looked at her, curiosity piqued. "What was he like as a baby?" Vincenzo’s mother’s eyes softened with the memory. "He was a strong baby, even then. Determined. Always wanting to be held, to feel secure. It broke my heart to be separated from him after he was born, but I understood it was necessary." Annizah’s curiosity deepened. "Why did you have to be separated?" She sighed, looking out over the garden. "Our world, our family—it’s always been complicated. There were threats even back then, and your father believed
My Mob Husband Chapter 96
Vincenzo quietly left the bedroom, taking a final glance at Annizah and Fiore. He closed the door softly behind him and walked through the quiet hallways of their home, his mind heavy with the plans he needed to set in motion. He had arranged a meeting with Ella, a woman from his past who had her own tangled web of secrets and connections. She might have the information he needed, but he knew it wouldn't be easy to get her to talk. He arrived at the coffee shop, a quaint, upscale place tucked away in a quiet part of town. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, mingling with the soft murmur of conversations around him. Ella was already there, sitting at a corner table, her back straight, and her gaze fixed on the door. When she saw Vincenzo, her eyes lit up with a mix of longing and bitterness. "Vincenzo," she greeted him, her voice laced with an edge of vulnerability and resentment. "It's been a long time." He nodded curtly, pulling out the chair across from her. "Ella."
My Mob Husband Chapter 97
Vincenzo exited the coffee shop, his mind buzzing with the gravity of the new information. He slipped the small piece of paper Ella had secretly handed him from his pocket, reading the hastily scrawled address. It led to a hotel on the outskirts of the city—a location that seemed too obvious, too exposed, but he couldn’t afford to ignore any lead. He climbed into his car, the engine roaring to life with a low growl. As he sped through the city streets, he made a call to his most trusted assassin. "I've got a location for you," Vincenzo said, his voice calm yet firm. "Head to this address and wait for my signal." Next, he dialed Katana. "Keep an eye on Annizah and Fiore. I’m following a lead, but I need to know they’re safe." "Consider it done," Katana replied, her voice steely. The hotel was a nondescript building, blending into its surroundings. Vincenzo parked his car and walked through the lobby, his footsteps echoing in the silent hallways. His heart pounded in his chest, but h
My Mob Husband Chapter 98
Vincenzo stormed out of the hotel, frustration and rage coursing through his veins. He had come so close to confronting his half-brother, only to watch him slip away into the night. He needed a drink, something to numb the gnawing sense of failure. He found a bar nearby, a dimly lit place with a quiet, brooding atmosphere that matched his mood perfectly. As he sat at the bar, nursing a glass of whiskey, his thoughts were a chaotic whirl of anger and determination. He had to protect his family, no matter the cost. Lost in his thoughts, he didn’t notice Ella until she slid onto the stool next to him. “Fancy seeing you here,” she purred, a sly smile playing on her lips. Vincenzo barely glanced at her, his expression cold and unyielding. “What do you want, Ella?” She laughed softly, a mocking sound that grated on his nerves. “Is that any way to greet an old friend?” “You’re not my friend,” he retorted, taking a long sip of his drink. “And I’m not in the mood for your games.” El
My Mob Husband Chapter 99
Morning light filtered through the curtains as Vincenzo stared at the ceiling, the events of the previous night replaying in his mind. He hadn’t slept well, his thoughts consumed by the threat his half-brother posed. As the first rays of dawn broke, he reluctantly left the warmth of his bed, quietly slipping out to head to his headquarters. Upon arriving, he found Baltazar already deep in training. The rhythmic sound of fists striking bags and feet shuffling on mats filled the room. Vincenzo changed into his training gear and joined his right-hand man, the two of them squaring off for a sparring session. “Rough night?” Baltazar asked, his voice steady as they exchanged blows. Vincenzo grunted in response, the weight of exhaustion evident in his movements. “You could say that.” Baltazar pressed on, concern etched in his features. “What’s going on, Vincenzo? You seem... off.” Vincenzo’s eyes narrowed, a mix of anger and fatigue in his voice. “Everything’s a mess. My half-brother, th
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