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145. Where is Jacob?
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The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 146. Help Me
River’s expression hardened, his earlier softness evaporating. “Do not use that tone with me, young lady. This is for your own good.”“My own good?” Tiffany scoffed, her hands trembling with rage. “You kidnapped my boyfriend! How is that for my own good?”River remained unmoved. “You’ll understand in time. Now, if you’ll excuse me-”“No!” Tiffany shouted, blocking his path. “I’m not letting this go. Tell me where he is!”River’s eyes narrowed. “Enough, Tiffany. This discussion is over.”As River brushed past her, Tiffany felt helpless. She watched him leave, her mind racing. There had to be another way.With shaking hands, she pulled out her phone and dialed a familiar number. “Uncle Antonio?” she said, her voice wavering. “I need your help.”“Tiffany?” Antonio’s gruff voice came through the line. “What’s wrong, kid?”“I need to know,” Tiffany took a deep breath, steeling herself. “Where does Dad usually keep his hostages?”There was a long pause. “Why do you want to know something li
Last Updated : 2024-11-08The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 147. Damsel in Distress
Jacob groaned as he woke up again. Every inch of him ached, a painful reminder of the beating he’d endured. But through the fog of discomfort, one thought crystallized with fierce clarity: Tiffany.“I won’t give up,” he whispered, his voice raspy in the stillness. “Not on her. Not ever.”Jacob forced his eyes open. The cold seeped into his bones from the concrete floor, and he shivered.He had been in and out of consciousness for a while now, and he had no idea what time it was.“Your dad thinks he can keep us apart,” he said to the empty room, a hint of his usual cockiness creeping into his tone. “He has no idea what he is up against.”In his mind’s eye, he saw Tiffany’s face, worry etched across her delicate features. Jacob shifted, biting back a groan as he tried to find a more comfortable position.“I’ll endure anything for you, Tiff,” he whispered, his words a vow in the oppressive silence.Suddenly, a creak pierced the silence, the door’s rusty hinges groaning in protest. Jacob’
Last Updated : 2024-11-15The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 148. Respect Him
Jacob felt his stomach twist as he met River’s icy glare. He swallowed hard, suddenly very aware of the bruises and cuts that River had been responsible for not too long ago. But he held his ground, leaning against Tiffany.Tiffany’s hands tightened on his, and she shot her father a defiant look, her chin raised. “Daddy,” she said, voice steady, “you’re not stopping me from being with him.”River’s expression hardened, but there was a flicker of something—perhaps regret or frustration—beneath his steely gaze. “Tiffany,” he said, voice low and controlled.“And I know you think you’re doing this to teach me some lesson or whatever. But Jacob is my boyfriend, and I care about him, so deal with it,” she said.Jacob tried to hold back his grin. Despite her prom dress and delicate appearance, Tiffany was a force to be reckoned with.“And if he breaks your heart?” River asked, raising an eyebrow.“Then I will deal with it. You will need to face the fact that I am growing up and can take care
Last Updated : 2024-11-15The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 149. Apologize
“YOU BEAT A SEVENTEEN YEAR OLD KID!?” Riley roared from across the table.River jolted back as if physically struck. “Jacob is almost eighteen, and I didn’t personally beat him. I merely used my men to…”“River Matthew Foster!” Riley cried and turned to Sky and Lucas. “Cover your ears while I talk to your father, kids.”Both Lucas and Sky put their hands on their ears without argument.Riley turned back to River. “What the fuck is wrong with you!?” She glared at him.Tiffany slowly chewed on her toast as she enjoyed Riley’s wrath against her father. He deserved it for hurting Jacob. “Oh, I can give you a very comprehensive list of things that’s wrong with him, Riley,” she said enthusiastically.River opened his mouth to defend himself, but Riley’s glare was as fierce as a storm, cutting him off before he could even begin. She crossed her arms, tapping her foot impatiently, daring him to explain himself further.“Riley, you don’t understand—” River began, trying to keep his voice stead
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Tiffany paused before knocking on Jacob’s door, her heart beating fast. She remembered the kiss between them, and she felt a jolt of excitement run through her body.It was her first kiss.She wanted to kiss him again, to feel his lips on hers once more. But she knew she couldn’t do that in front of her father without the risk of getting Jacob killed.“What’s wrong?” her father growled behind her.Tiffany glanced over her shoulder at her father, masking her nervousness with a smirk. “Nothing, Dad. Just thinking about how you’re going to make this apology.”River narrowed his eyes suspiciously. “You sure that’s all you’re thinking about?”Tiffany rolled her eyes, trying to play it cool. “Yes, Dad. Now, if you don’t mind…” She turned back to the door, hesitating again before finally knocking.A muffled voice called out from inside. “Come in!”Tiffany pushed the door open slowly, stepping inside to find Jacob propped up on his bed. His face lit up when he saw her, but the bruises and ban
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This is dangerous, Jacob thought as Tiffany leaned against his chest, her warmth seeping into him like a fire.She was practically on top of him, her head tucked under his chin, her soft breaths brushing against his neck.Then there was her scent—sweet and subtle, like wildflowers, mixed with the faintest hint of vanilla. It was intoxicating, grounding him and pulling him under all at once. Every inhale made his heart beat faster as if her presence had claimed every corner of his being.Jacob closed his eyes and prayed that he didn’t get a boner.“Are you okay?” Tiffany asked as she nuzzled against the crook of his neck.He was not okay. He was far from okay. He was on the verge of attacking this sweet, innocent girl if she didn’t stop touching him like this.Jacob’s breath hitched, and he clenched his fists, trying to regain control.God, what is she doing to me? His pulse raced, blood rushing to places he couldn’t ignore.“I’m fine,” he said hoarsely, though his voice betrayed him,
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Tiffany couldn’t help herself.Her eyes raked over Jacob’s bare chest, drinking in every inch of his exposed skin.Even bruised and battered, he was breathtaking - all hard planes and lean muscles. Not overly muscular but just right. Her fingers itched to touch him, to trace the lines of his abs, to feel the heat of his flesh against her palm.“Tiff…” Jacob’s voice was low, almost a growl, as he watched her through hooded eyes. “Are you…ogling at my body?”She swallowed hard, her mouth suddenly dry. What was she doing? She wasn’t sure. All she knew was that seeing him like this, vulnerable and exposed, stirred something deep within her. A longing, a hunger, that she couldn’t quite name. She never felt like this before.“I am not ogling at you,” she said absentmindedly.Slowly, tentatively, she reached out, her fingertips grazing the bruised skin just above his hip. Jacob sucked in a sharp breath, his muscles tensing beneath her touch.Feeling more brave, she let her hand drift higher,
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Tiffany settled back into the plush leather car seat, a secret smile tugging at the corners of her lips.Her cheeks still glowed with a rosy hue from her earlier conversation with Jacob, her mind consumed by thoughts of him. She couldn’t shake the image of his intense expression and the way his bare chest rose and fell as he spoke of touching himself.The memory sent shivers down her spine and made her heart race. Every detail of their conversation replayed in her mind like a vivid movie scene. Touching herself, touching him - it was all she could think about now.“How’s the boy doing?”John’s voice snapped her back into reality. “Hmm? Oh yeah, Jacob is still pretty banged up, but he seems better,” she said bitterly.“He will be okay. He is a strong kid and your father is very fond of him,” John said matter of factly.Tiffany wrinkled her nose. “Honestly. Dad needs to change the way he shows his ‘fondness’ of my boyfriend.”John chuckled darkly. “You are right about that.”“How long h
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The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 199. Not Fair
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The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 198. Stop Being Romantic
Lucas lay beside Amy, his hands folded behind his head as he gazed up at the stars projected above them. The soft hum of the planetarium filled the air, but all he could focus on was the quiet rhythm of Amy’s breathing beside him.He felt at peace. No expectations and no responsibilities here. Just him and his Harpy.He turned his head slightly, glancing at her. She looked mesmerized by the stars, her eyes reflecting the soft light of the projection. Her lips were slightly parted as if she were drinking at the moment, and Lucas felt something tighten in his chest.“I think this is the calmest I’ve ever seen you,” he murmured, a small smile tugging at his lips.Amy turned her head to look at him, an amused glint in her eyes. “Are you trying to tell me again I talk too much?”Lucas chuckled. “Oh, absolutely.”Amy laughed softly, shaking her head. “I guess I do talk too much. I am sorry if it bothers you. I can’t help it sometimes. I promise I will try to be more quiet.”Lucas frowned sl
The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 197. A Nerd
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The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 196. Pretending
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The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 195. Funny Story
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The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 194. Dinner Date
Saturday night came too fast for Amy.She wasn’t prepared. Not mentally, anyway.She was anxious about seeing Lucas again and doubly stressed about spending time with her mother and her new family. Every time she was in their presence, her mom found a way to make her look bad.She stood in front of her mirror, smoothing down her sundress, debating whether she should change for the third time.Her mother was always so critical about how she dressed and how she looked. What if she thought Amy was overdressed? Or underdressed?A knock at her door made her jump. She took a deep breath and opened it to find Lucas leaning against the door frame, looking effortlessly handsome in a fitted jacket and dark jeans.“Ready to go?” he asked, flashing that boyish grin that made her stomach flip.“You are here too early,” she said, forcing herself to sound casual.Lucas raised an eyebrow. “I am?”He glanced at his watch, then back at her with an amused smirk. “Pretty sure I’m right on time.”Amy huff
The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 193. Apple Pie
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The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 192. We had a Deal
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