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171. A Brother
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“You never told me you had a brother, River,” Riley said, her tone sharp and accusing.River’s jaw tightened, his expression shadowed. “I try to forget it myself,” he murmured.Tiffany felt her irritation spike. “You’re not making any sense, Dad,” she said, her voice edged with impatience.River sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. “Technically, he’s my half-brother. We have the same mother but different fathers. And this is something I’d rather discuss at home, not here at Lucas’s school,” he said, motioning for them to follow him down the hallway.“Um… Mr. Foster, should I call the police?” Ms. Monroe asked hesitantly, her voice trembling slightly.River’s head snapped sharply toward her, his expression hard. “No! I’ll take care of this on my own,” he said, his voice firm and unyielding.“But shouldn’t we—”“Not another word, Ms. Monroe. It’s in your best interest to stay out of this family affair. Do we have a clear understanding?” he snarled, his commanding tone brooking no argum
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Tiffany’s phone dinged with another message, this time from Henri.“Come unarmed and alone,” it read, followed by an address.Ignoring the instruction to come unarmed, Tiffany strapped her favorite knife inside her boot. She wasn’t about to walk into this completely defenseless.As she headed for the door, Riley stepped in front of her, eyes filled with concern. “Tiffany, please be careful. I know you’re tough, but this Henri sounds unhinged. Don’t take any unnecessary risks.”Tiffany offered her what she hoped was a reassuring smile. “I’ll be fine, Riley.”Riley nodded tightly, pulling her into a quick hug. “Come back safe, you hear me?”“I will,” Tiffany promised, returning the hug briefly before stepping away.River was waiting by the door, his face tense but controlled. “Remember, we’ll be right behind you the whole time. At the first sign of trouble, give the signal, and we’ll be there.”“Got it,” Tiffany replied with a sharp nod. They had gone over the plan a dozen times. She wo
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Run? No.Tiffany hadn’t followed in her father’s footsteps just to run away from situations like this.Taking advantage of the chaos, she broke free from Henri’s grasp. In one swift motion, she retrieved the knife hidden in her boot and pressed it against his throat. Henri’s men immediately raised their weapons, but their hesitation was clear—they didn’t want to risk harming their boss.“Tell your men to stand down,” she hissed in Henri’s ear, her voice sharp and unwavering. “Or I’ll paint this floor with your blood, uncle dearest.”Henri chuckled darkly, seemingly unfazed by the blade digging into his skin. “You wouldn’t dare,” he sneered. “You don’t have the stomach for it, girl.”Tiffany pressed the knife harder, drawing a thin line of blood. “This is what I was trained to do,” she growled. “So try me. After everything you’ve put my family through, I won’t lose a wink of sleep over slitting your throat.”Something in her tone, or perhaps the fire in her eyes, must have convinced hi
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The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 172. Bring Him Back
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The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 171. A Brother
Tiffany’s heart pounded as the voice on the other end of the phone spoke. Redemption… so this was about revenge.She steadied her breath, trying to keep her voice calm. “So you want revenge for someone? On me?”“Not necessarily on you,” the voice replied.Tiffany frowned, her grip tightening on the phone. “On my father, then?”“Let’s say on your entire bloody family. Why should you get to be a big happy family while mine suffers?” The voice hissed, venom dripping from each word.Her pulse quickened. The weight of those words sank in. Someone was coming after her family—someone driven by pure vengeance.“What did we do to your family?” Tiffany asked, her voice steady but her mind racing.A bitter laugh crackled through the phone. “You really have no idea, do you? Living in your perfect little world, blind to the suffering your family has caused.”Tiffany’s throat tightened, but she swallowed hard, not letting the tension show. “I’m not living in some perfect world. If you know what kin
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The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 169. I Need You
Jacob returned Tiffany’s kiss with longing, his hands roaming down the slick skin of her back. Tiffany clung to him, pouring all her love and relief into the kiss.When they finally broke apart, breathless and flushed, Jacob rested his forehead against hers. “I love you, Tiffany. More than anything. And I promise, no matter what dangers come our way, we’ll face them together.”Tiffany smiled through the tears that pricked at her eyes, blending with the rivulets of water streaming down her face. “I love you too, Jacob. Always.”He kissed her again, soft and sweet, before reaching for the bottle of shampoo. With gentle hands, he began to wash her hair, his fingers massaging her scalp and working the suds through her long tresses. Tiffany leaned into his touch and closed her eyes, relishing the simple intimacy of the moment.As the water rinsed away the shampoo, Jacob’s hands drifted lower, skimming over her shoulders and down her arms. Tiffany shivered despite the heat, her skin tingling
The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 168. Scared
Tiffany pushed past Marco without waiting for another word. Her mind raced as her feet carried her toward the front door. The thought of Jacob lying among the casualties tore through her like a blade, and she couldn’t bear the uncertainty.“Tiff, wait!” Riley called, hurrying after her.“I can’t,” Tiffany snapped over her shoulder, her voice tight with emotion. “I have to know if he’s okay.”River appeared at the end of the hallway, his face darkening when he saw the panic in his daughter’s eyes. “What’s going on?”Riley quickly filled him in, her voice trembling as she explained the situation. River’s jaw clenched, and he stepped forward, grabbing Tiffany’s arm to stop her.“Slow down,” he ordered. “Running in without a plan isn’t going to help anyone. You don’t even know what you’re walking into.”“I don’t care!” Tiffany shouted, tears welling in her eyes. “If something happened to Jacob—”River’s grip tightened just enough to keep her grounded. “And what if you get yourself killed
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Tiffany studied the surveillance photos on her laptop again, studying each frame with a critical eye. There had to be something she missed, some clue that would unravel the mystery.As she zoomed in on one particularly grainy image, her breath caught in her throat.In the shadows behind Vincent and his sister was a figure, barely visible.Tiffany leaned in closer, squinting at the blurry figure. It was hard to make out the details, but there was something unmistakable about the shape, something familiar. The silhouette appeared to be tall, with broad shoulders—someone who was built like a fighter.Her heart pounded in her chest. The figure was too close to Vincent for comfort, and the way they stood, half-hidden in the shadows, made it clear they were trying to stay unnoticed. But why? And who was it?She snapped a screenshot of the image and adjusted the contrast, hoping to sharpen the details. The figure became slightly more visible, enough for Tiffany to catch a glimpse of a hand r
The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 166. Secrets
Vincent’s eyes widened slightly, but his expression remained composed. “Boss, I’m not sure what you’re talking about.”Tiffany slid a printout of the transcript across the desk. “Don’t play dumb with me, Vincent. I have proof of your little late-night chat. Start talking.”He glanced down at the paper, his brow furrowing as he read the words. When he looked back up, his gaze was steady. “It’s not what it looks like.”“Then enlighten me,” Tiffany said, leaning back in her chair. “Because from where I’m sitting, it looks like you’ve been feeding information to our enemies.”Vincent shook his head. “No, boss. I swear on my life, I would never betray the Red Vipers.”Aria, who had been silently observing the exchange, stepped forward. “Then who were you talking to, Vincent? And why all the secrecy?”Vincent licked his lips nervously, his eyes darting between Tiffany and Aria. “I was talking to my sister. She’s in trouble, mixed up with the wrong crowd. I’ve been trying to help her get out
