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My Mob Husband Chapter 92
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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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
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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
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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
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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."
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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
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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
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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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Annizah sat in the dimly lit hospital room, her eyes fixed on the steady rise and fall of Fiore’s chest. The soft beeping of the heart monitor was the only sound that filled the silence. It had been a long three weeks since the incident, and though Fiore had recovered physically, the emotional scars were harder to gauge. Annizah’s heart ached just watching her daughter sleep, knowing the toll their world was beginning to take on her.Leaning back in the stiff hospital chair, Annizah exhaled deeply, her mind racing with thoughts she hadn’t fully processed until now. For years, she had been grateful—truly grateful—for the life she’d built. Coming from a modest background and marrying into the powerful Romanov family had been a whirlwind of changes. But Vincenzo… he had been her rock, her protector, and their love had felt unshakable. She had thought, perhaps naively, that with him by her side, everything would be okay.But now, as she sat there, the weight of their reality pressed down
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
