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The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 41. Spending Time
The morning sun invaded the room, assaulting Valerie's closed eyelids. She stirred, groggy and disoriented, only to find that she couldn't move her body. Panic bubbled inside her as she tried to wiggle free, but it was no use.But as soon as she opened her eyes, her tension was released.She was trapped in Antonio's tight embrace. "Antonio," she whispered. She tried to wriggle out again, but he was too strong."Hmm," he murmured, his grip unwavering. Was he doing this on purpose?"It's morning," she said, her voice barely audible. His arms remained steadfast, keeping her pinned to him.She suddenly realized something: there were no nightmares haunting her sleep this time. It was a strange relief, but she needed to focus on the fact that she was captive in his strong arms."Are you going to let me go?" she asked, attempting to sound assertive, but her voice came out shaky."Too early," he mumbled.Jeez...Valerie inhaled deeply, taking in Antonio's familiar scent. He smelled like sanda
Last Updated : 2024-07-23The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 42. Tell Me His Story
"Antonio's upbringing was fraught with challenges," she began, her voice becoming more somber."He was born into a life he did not choose, a life dictated by circumstance and the expectations of his father. His childhood was one of constant tension and fear. He carried the weight of his father's legacy on his shoulders, knowing the expectations that came with it. But he never let it show. Antonio always held his head high, a resilient young boy with a sense of duty and honor that never faltered."As she spoke, Valerie could almost see the young Antonio, a boy with a bright future before him, but his path was already set. The harsh reality of his environment weighed down on him, shaping him into the man he is today."His mother, my dear Isabella, she tried to protect him from the darkness that surrounded them. But even her love couldn't shield him from the harsh realities of the life he was born into." Nonna's eyes welled up with tears as she spoke of her daughter-in-law."What was she
Last Updated : 2024-07-23The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 43. Marry Him
Antonio stood there, seething.The shop was a war zone—glass shards glinted like treacherous ice on the floor, necklaces and rings lay scattered amidst velvet displays torn apart. He cursed out loud, his hands curling into fists at his sides, nails digging into his palms hard enough to leave crescent marks.Anger surged through his veins like hot steel, pulsing with each rapid beat of his heart."Who the fuck tried to mess with my business?" he spat, tasting the bitterness of betrayal."Someone with a death wish," Sam muttered.Antonio moved deeper into the chaos, eyes scanning the disaster before him. Everything was in disarray, from the toppled showcases to the shattered display cases. It was clear that whoever had done this wanted to send a message. But to whom?He couldn't shake the feeling that this was personal. His mind raced, trying to connect the dots, but anger clouded his thoughts. Maybe it was one of Slava's men, someone who decided to stay loyal even after his death."Sam
Last Updated : 2024-07-24The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 44. Accept Me
Valerie was completely taken aback by Nonna's sudden request.Marry Antonio? The words echoed in her mind, sending a jolt of shock through her body.Her mind whirred with conflicting emotions, torn between the weight of her dying wish and her own feelings. On one hand, she wanted to honor Nonna's final request. She had grown fond of the old lady in this short period of time.But on the other hand, the thought of marrying Antonio so suddenly felt overwhelming and daunting.As she struggled to find her voice, Antonio reached out and gently squeezed her hand. His touch was warm and reassuring, bringing a sense of calmness over her. Leaning in close, he whispered, "You don't have to marry me if you don't want to. I will not force you."Valerie turned back to Nonna. "But you don't know anything about me. What if I'm not good enough for your grandson?" she whispered, making sure only Nonna could hear.Nonna's eyes softened even more, and she managed a faint smile. "Valerie, my dear, I see m
Last Updated : 2024-07-24The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 45. Approval
Ellie's joyful cry echoed through the room as she threw her arms around Valerie, squeezing tightly. Her blue eyes sparkled with excitement and happiness. "Oh, Valerie, I am beyond thrilled for you!" she exclaimed. A small smile tugged at Valerie's lips. "You are?" "Of course! You're getting married!" Ellie said cheerfully. "I am here to help you with everything. I hope you know that." Valerie's laughter rang out, replacing the knot of nerves that had been twisting in her stomach. "I know. And I think Antonio and I would prefer a more intimate ceremony," she replied fondly. The warmth of Ellie's embrace and her genuine enthusiasm made Valerie feel less anxious about the whole thing. "Wait until River hears about it," Ellie said. And...just like that, Valerie's anxiety was back. Ellie frowned. "Why are you looking at me like that? Don't tell me you are worried about River knowing." "River knowing what?" A deep voice made both women jump. "R-River, hi," Valerie said nervously. "
Last Updated : 2024-07-25The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 46. Tell Me Everything
A sharp, sinking feeling pierced Antonio's chest when he watched the slow trail of tears falling down Valerie's face. No, he didn't like it when Valerie cried. He didn't like that at all.He told the driver, John, to pull over so he could focus on her. "Give us some privacy," he ordered. John nodded before stepping away.Antonio quickly pulled Valerie onto his lap. "What's wrong, my love?" he asked urgently, wiping the tears from her face."I... I just..." she choked out."Shh... breathe, mia cara. Whatever it is, you can tell me," he crooned, kissing her forehead.Valerie took a deep, shuddering breath, trying to steady herself. "I... I just feel overwhelmed," she finally admitted.Disappointment washed over Antonio. "You don't want to marry me," he said gravely. "I told you I won't force you to do this, my love."Valerie looked up at Antonio, her eyes wide with surprise. "No, Antonio, it's not that," she said. "I want to marry you."A grin escaped Antonio before he could stop it. "Y
Last Updated : 2024-07-25The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 47. What Do You Want to Do?
Mary, Antonio's housekeeper, sat in a rocking chair beside Landon's crib, gently swaying back and forth. She turned to Valerie with a warm smile as she entered the room."Was he a good boy?" Valerie asked."A perfect baby, this one is," Mary replied. "Didn't cry much and went right to sleep after feeding."Valerie smiled proudly. "I am glad to hear it.""He is good just like his mother," Antonio's voice boomed near Valerie's ear. Valerie felt Antonio's warmth seeping through her as Antonio wrapped his fingers around her waist and pulled her against his body.Mary got up. "I will return to my room now, Signor Costello and Signora Foster. Is there anything else you need from me?"Valerie shook her head. "Thank you for watching Landon, Mary.""It's my pleasure," Mary said before exiting the room.Antonio kissed Valerie's neck, and a shock of pleasure shook her to her core. "The baby is sleeping already," he whispered."Yes, he is," Valerie said, shivering as he placed another kiss on her
Last Updated : 2024-07-27The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 48. Rip Them Apart
"When I had just turned sixteen, my father sent me to one of his clubs to collect the money the manager owed him," Antonio began. "I hated going to those clubs. The scent of alcohol and perfume made my eyes water and it was suffocating."Valerie listened to him with wide eyes and not interrupting. She realized how hard it was for him to tell her the story just by looking into his eyes."My eyes scanned the room, searching for the man I was looking for," he said. "I found him then, the manager, laughing at the bar with a glass in hand, carefree. He hadn't seen me yet. I approached him, ready to remind him of his debts."Antonio paused and wrinkled his forehead as if to recall the event scene by scene."The man asked me how old I was and who I was so I told him who my father was," Antonio continued. "I called one of my father's henchmen as a backup. This wasn't the first time I wasn't taken seriously because of my age, and it won't be the last. But that didn't mean my father would stop
Last Updated : 2024-07-29
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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 tinglin
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
The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 167. Take a Break
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
The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 165. Red Flags
Tiffany sat in her office, contemplating what to do next. A sharp knock interrupted her thoughts. “Come in,” she barked, composing herself.Marco, one of her most trusted men, entered. His usual swagger was muted, replaced by a nervous energy that set Tiffany’s teeth on edge.“You wanted to see me, boss?”Tiffany’s eyes narrowed. “The Rossi deal. How did our competitors know the exact terms?”Marco shifted his weight, not quite meeting her gaze. “I… I don’t know. Maybe someone overheard something?”“Bullshit,” Tiffany snapped, her patience evaporating. “That information was need-to-know. So either you’re incompetent, or you’re a rat.”Marco’s face flushed. “With all due respect, Ms. Foster, I’ve been loyal to this family for fifteen years. I would never—”“So, you have no idea how it could’ve happened?” Tiffany’s laugh was sharp and bitter. She had been doing some digging and something about Marco was off these days. And now with John dying suddenly…She advanced on Marco, her voice d
The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 164. His Family
River looked up from the papers scattered across his desk, his piercing blue eyes meeting hers.“Tiffany,” River said. He gestured to the leather armchair across from him. “How are you holding up, sweetheart?” he asked.She moved woodenly, sinking into the chair. Its softness felt wrong, too comfortable for the weight of sorrow pressing down on her shoulders.“Not great, Dad,” she said.River nodded, his silence an invitation for her to continue. But the words wouldn’t come. They stuck in her throat, choking her with their intensity.Tiffany’s hands clenched in her lap, her nails digging crescents into her palms.“It has been hard on all of us. John was a valuable member of our family.” River’s voice was gentle, understanding.Tiffany nodded, a single tear escaping to trace a path down her cheek. She brushed it away angrily, hating the weakness it represented.“I should have been there,” she said, the words tumbling out in a rush.River’s eyes softened, a flicker of pain crossing his
The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 163. He is Gone
The drive home was a blur of streetlights and racing thoughts. Tiffany pulled into her driveway, the familiar sight of her family’s sprawling estate doing little to calm her nerves. She needed to talk to someone, someone who always understood.“Emma will know what to do,” she muttered, heading towards Emma’s room.She knocked on her door, but no one answered.“Um…Miss Tiffany.”She turned around and smiled at their housekeeper. “Yes, Alison?”“Miss Emma went to the dentist with Sky. She won’t be home for a few hours. Is there something you need?” Alison asked.“No. Where is Dad?” she asked.“Mr. Foster went out of town to take care of something.”“Where is John?” Tiffany asked.“I hadn’t seen him since he went to the pool house this morning,” Alison said.Tiffany headed toward the pool house, where her longtime bodyguard and driver, John, was staying. He had helped her through her transition to take her father’s position, so whenever she needed advice, he was always there for her.The
The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 162. Too Late
Tiffany stared at her reflection in the vanity mirror, her jaw set with determination. Vargas’ words echoed in her mind, fueling a fire within her.“I’ll show him,” she muttered, clenching her fists. “I’ll show them all.”The encounter with Vargas had shaken her, but it had also awakened something - a fierce resolve to prove herself as a leader within the Red Vipers. Tiffany took a deep breath, squaring her shoulders.“I’m not just some princess,” she told her reflection. “I’m River Foster’s daughter. This is my birthright.”But even as the words left her lips, doubt crept in. Was she really cut out for this life? Could she handle the weight of leadership, the constant danger?Tiffany shook her head, pushing the thoughts aside. She had to stay focused.Standing from the vanity, Tiffany moved to her closet and selected a sleek black dress. As she slipped it on, Tiffany felt confident.“You’ve got this,” she whispered, smoothing down the fabric. “Just remember what Dad taught you.”Her
The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 161. Partnership
Vargas’s grin widened, his amusement deepening as he leaned back in his chair and clapped his hands twice. The sharp sound echoed in the room, and a moment later, the door behind him creaked open.Two burly men dragged in a scrawny, disheveled figure who looked terrified.The man was dumped carelessly on the floor. Vargas gestured lazily toward him.“Meet the Rat,” Vargas said, his tone almost casual. “His name’s Eddie. Loyal to your family for years—or so you thought.”Tiffany’s gaze flicked to Eddie. She felt a twist in her stomach, but she forced her expression to remain cold and detached. This was a test, she reminded herself. She couldn’t afford to show weakness.Eddie’s bloodshot eyes widened as they focused on her. “Miss Foster,” he croaked, his voice barely above a whisper. “Please, I didn’t mean to—”“Shut him up,” Vargas snapped, and one of the men delivered a swift kick to Eddie’s side, silencing him with a pained grunt.Tiffany turned her attention back to Vargas. “You wan
