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186. Outing
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The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 282. She Said Yes
After her mother left, Suzi stayed curled on the floor long after the door clicked shut. The room had grown dim, but she hadn’t bothered to turn on a light. It was easier to sit in the dark and pretend she wasn’t trembling. Easier to imagine the whole night had never happened.But it had.Her fingers toyed with the hem of her sweater, rubbing the fabric until it pilled under her touch. The air felt heavy, like it didn’t want to move around her. She couldn’t tell if she was cold or just hollow.Then came the knock.Soft. Hesitant.Her breath caught.“Suzi? It’s me. Max.”Max.She froze.He was outside her door. Why was he outside her door?“I didn’t mean to scare you earlier,” he said, voice low and deep. “I just… I want to talk to you.”Another silence. Then her body moved without consulting her brain. Bare feet across the wood floor. Fingers trembling on the lock. She cracked the door just enough to peek out.“Why?” she whispered, not trusting her voice to do more.“So I can ask you
The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 281. Ask Her
Back in the dining room, the air had grown heavier.The champagne remained untouched. The roast had long since cooled. The weight of Max’s declaration still lingered like smoke.Rodrigo adjusted the cuff of his sleeve and cleared his throat loudly, trying to restore some semblance of control. “Apologies,” he said with a strained smile. “Susan is…you must forgive her lack of manners.”Valerie looked unimpressed. She set down her glass and folded her hands elegantly. “Is that what you call it?” she said. “Lack of manners?”“She fled in the middle of a formal conversation,” Rodrigo said. “It’s embarrassing. I assure you, Maxwell, she wasn’t rejecting you. She simply doesn’t know how to behave.”Max’s voice was low, steady. “She behaved just fine.”Daphne made a soft noise of agreement.Rodrigo chuckled awkwardly. “Of course, of course. But you can see why this isn’t… ideal. She is not fit to attend events with you or run your household. Are you sure you don’t want to change your mind and
The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 280. His Choice
The plates had been cleared. The wine refilled. And despite the awkward current running under every smile, Rodrigo stood tall at the head of the table like a man who still thought he was in control.He lifted his champagne glass with flair. “To unity,” he declared, voice booming just slightly too loud. “To legacy. And to the future Mrs. Maxwell Costello, my daughter, Elizabeth.”Everyone paused mid-sip.Max didn’t stand.He didn’t smile either.Suzi was sitting smaller than ever, her shoulders curled in, her hands folded in her lap like she was praying not to exist.Max set his glass down gently.“Before we celebrate,” he said, his tone calm but slicing through the room like a blade, “I need to say something.”Antonio arched an eyebrow, and Valerie gave her son a measured glance.Max stood.He didn’t bother with theatrics. Just a slow inhale, then…“I’m not marrying Elizabeth.”Silence.“I’m sorry if that’s awkward,” Max added, scanning the table, “but I want to be clear. I won’t be m
The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 279. Bring Her
The roast had gone cold by the time Rodrigo lifted his glass.“To new beginnings,” he said with forced enthusiasm. “And to the future union between our families.”Antonio nodded politely. Valerie smiled and clinked glasses with her son. Landon smirked behind his wine, and Daphne just watched it all like she was mentally noting who would survive if this dinner turned into a shootout.Max barely touched his plate.Across the table, Elizabeth looked pleased with herself. Her posture was perfect, her smile just shy of smug. “I assume you aren’t too thrilled about this arrangement,” she whispered to Max.Max raised an eyebrow. “Are you, Elizabeth?” he whispered back.Elizabeth shook her head. “It doesn’t matter what I think. Not when my father is a tyrant and my future husband is in the Mafia.”Max chuckled under his breath and looked around the table.There were six places set at the table. Six. No seventh chair. No forgotten plate. No one had even asked if they should wait for someone el
The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 278. Who Was She?
The black convoy pulled up to the Myers estate just past six. Polished, silent, and too expensive for the neighborhood.Rodrigo stood waiting in the doorway, his best smile slapped on like a mask. Irina hovered a few steps behind him, her hands clutched so tight the knuckles had gone white.Tonight was the night Elizabeth’s fate would be decided.From the first car, Antonio Costello stepped out, buttoning his jacket like he had all the time in the world. Next came his wife, Valerie, tall, elegant, and sharp-eyed. Landon followed, glancing around with a bored look, but the woman at his side, Daphne, watched everything. Even her smile looked like it came with a warning label.And then came Maxwell.He stepped from the second car like he didn’t belong to anyone but himself. Black slacks, dark shirt rolled to the elbows, and a gold chain that glinted just beneath his collar. His face gave away nothing. But his eyes…forest green, framed by lashes far too dark, looked around curiously.Rodr
The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 277. A Father’s Pawn
The night before…Rodrigo Myers poured himself some scotch before noon. That wasn’t unusual. What was unusual was the third glass he set on the table, the one he wiped twice with a cloth that still had a dry-cleaning tag attached.Everything had to look clean today.He paced the sitting room, straightening things that didn’t need straightening, adjusting the curtains so the light would hit just right. There was no pretending the house was anything more than what it was, gaudy and cold, but Rodrigo tried anyway.Because Antonio Costello was coming.La Viperia.The name was never spoken above a whisper. The man himself even less. He’d built his empire with blood and charm, and not always in that order. Rodrigo had only met him once, years ago, in a dim cigar lounge where deals were made with nods instead of signatures.He owed Antonio more than money now. His debt had teeth.The front gates buzzed. Rodrigo checked his watch, exactly on time.He rushed to the door, a smile across his fac
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