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The Mafia's Bride Chapter 61
Forewarning; Life is not always a bed of roses. This chapter contains violence, please skip if you're not comfortable.Chapter 61AnnalisaThe water was cold.But I didn't care.After days of sweat and filth clinging to my skin, of enduring the irritating stench filled in this warehouse, I had appreciated every second of the bath Giovanni finally allowed me. I scrubbed until my fingers started to hurt and my skin started to sting. God knows how hard it was holding back the urge to cry as I brushed my teeth with trembling hands, desperate to erase the taste of his lips on mine, his hands, his control, and most especially their sour-tasting food.Now, as I curled up beneath the thick blanket that reeked of Giovanni's cologne, I allowed myself to sink into the mattress. I was so tired. The exhaustion in my bones was unbearable, my arms and legs felt so heavy, all I wanted at the moment was to close my heavy eyes. I wanted to sleep.But then, life always had other plans. The door to the
Last Updated : 2025-02-03The Mafia's Bride Chapter 62
Chapter 62CristianoThey say a man doesn't know rage until something he loves is ripped from his hands.I knew rage. I was drowning in it at this very moment.The city blurred past in streaks of neon and rain-slicked roads, but all I saw was red. The red of her dress the last time I held her. The red of the taillights she never should have stopped for. The red that would spill when I put a bullet in Giovanni’s fucking head.She had been mine since the moment she walked into my life—since the first time she tilted her head with that teasing smile and called me hubby with those plump lips of hers. I could still hear the way she said it, how her plump lips formed the word like it was her favorite thing to say.How many times had I kissed those lips? And how many more times had I told myself I had forever to do it?I prayed she was okay.For the first time in my life, I actually fucking prayed.She had no idea what she was doing to me. No idea how deep I had fallen for her, how she had w
Last Updated : 2025-02-04The Mafia's Bride Chapter 63
Content Warning: This chapter contains depictions of sexual violence, which are necessary for the story’s progression. Every detail serves a purpose and is not intended to glorify or justify violence in any form. Reader discretion is advised, thank you.Chapter 63AnnalisaI used to think pain had a limit. That the body would eventually shut down, fold in on itself, and drift somewhere safe when things got too unbearable. But it turns out, I was dead wrong.Because pain wasn’t just a sensation—it was a living, breathing thing, wrapping itself around me, digging its claws into my skin, whispering in my ear that this wasn’t even the worst of it. I wasn't even close to the worst Giovanni could present, yet.My stomach had dropped when the guard that Giovanni had instructed to bring his whip, obeyed without hesitation. And it had felt like I was living in a bad dream when a sleek, coiled whip landed in Giovanni’s outstretched hand. He tested it by letting the leather slitter between his
Last Updated : 2025-02-12The Mafia's Bride Chapter 64
Content Warning: This chapter contains depictions of sexual violence, which are necessary for the story’s progression. Every detail serves a purpose and is not intended to glorify or justify violence in any form. Reader discretion is advised, thank you.Chapter 64AnnalisaPain had a way of distorting time. One second stretched into eternity, every heartbeat a slow, agonizing reminder that I was still here, still breathing, still enduring. But pain wasn’t just physical—it was mental, emotional. It crawled into the cracks of my mind, whispering doubts, telling me to give up, to let the inevitable happen.But hell, fuck that.If Cristiano wasn’t coming, then I was going to save myself.A guttural scream tore from Giovanni's throat as I sank my teeth into his member. It was a hard bite. I felt flesh against my molars, the sharp tang of blood exploding across my tongue. Giovanni howled, his body jerking as he stumbled backward, cursing in every language he knew.“Stupid f*cking b*tch!” Hi
Last Updated : 2025-02-12The Mafia's Bride Chapter 65
Chapter 65CristianoHave you ever tasted the kind of anger that makes you want to tear the whole world apart? The kind that sits heavy in your gut, weighing you down like chains, but also fuels you like the purest shot of adrenaline?That was me.My hands were steady, my breathing even, but inside, I was a storm waiting to be unleashed. Giovanni had taken Annalisa. My Annalisa. And that bastard was about to learn that “you don’t touch what belongs to me and live to tell the tale.”The convoy of blacked-out SUVs tore down the rain-slicked streets, slicing through the city like a pack of wolves hunting prey. Ronald’s men had met us on the way, just like he promised, bringing an arsenal that would make a warlord proud.“Boss,” Ricardo muttered beside me, clicking a round into his rifle. “We’re locked and loaded.”I nodded once, eyes locked on the warehouse up ahead. It stood on the edge of the docks, hidden in the shadows, metal walls rusted and stained with time. The kind of place wher
Last Updated : 2025-02-12The Mafia's Bride Chapter 66
Chapter 66AnnalisaHave you ever felt so scared to the extent where your body forgets how to breathe? Like your lungs are working, but the air just… doesn’t feel real? Your heart is racing, but instead of fight or flight, you’re just stuck—trapped in this endless loop of fear that refuses to let go?Yep, I just described how I felt. My arms wrapped around my knees, my body curled into itself, but it didn’t matter. I couldn’t make myself small enough. I couldn’t disappear no matter how much I wanted to.The air in the warehouse was thick—gunpowder, blood, something metallic and bitter. Every sound was too loud. The distant sirens, the murmur of voices, the way my own pulse pounded against my skull. My eyes refused to focus, everything blurring together like a twisted nightmare.And Cristiano—I had watched him kill.Not just kill. ‘Slaughter.’His movements had been sharp, precise. No hesitation. No mercy. He had torn through Giovanni’s men like they were nothing, like their lives he
Last Updated : 2025-02-12The Mafia's Bride Chapter 67
Chapter 67AnnalisaYou know that feeling… that feeling of wanting to crawl out of your own skin? That feeling that makes you want to genuinely peel it off and start over because no amount of scrubbing, no amount of soap, no amount of water will ever make you clean again?That was exactly how I felt.I was sitting on the edge of my queen size bed, wrapped in some ridiculous fluffy robe I've never worn before, while the female doctor kept insisting I had to get treated first. Stitches, antibiotics, something about blood loss. I wasn’t really listening.“I need to take a bath,” I said, my voice coming out barely more than a whisper despite all her professional advice.The doctor frowned. “Madam, you need medical attention—”“I NEED TO TAKE A BATH!” I snapped, gripping the arms of the chair so hard my nails dug into the expensive upholstery. My chest was heaving. My throat burned.The room fell into silence. Bree shot the doctor a look, something pleading, something desperate like a “giv
Last Updated : 2025-02-13The Mafia's Bride Chapter 68
Chapter 68 Cristiano Some sights are so heartbreaking, so devastating, that they knock the breath from the lungs—like an invisible hand reaching into the chest and squeezing tight.That was what it felt like when I saw Annalisa after the shootout.She was sitting at a corner, completely trembling in nothing but her nakedness, her flawless skin bruised with whip marks, and her face pale as death. But it was her eyes that did it. Those broken, empty eyes that looked at me like I was a stranger. Like she didn’t even recognize me anymore.I wanted to touch her. To pull her into my arms, hold her so tight that she would never slip away from me again. But when I reached out, she flinched.She fucking flinched at me.And that was all it took. All the rage, all the fire in my chest, all the ‘kill Giovanni with my bare hands’ energy I had been running on—it just died at that moment.I had lost her.Maybe not physically, but mentally? Emotionally? She was gone.And it was my fault.If I hadn’
Last Updated : 2025-02-14
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EPILOGUEGiovanni's Story Before every villain, there was always a hero.Once upon a time, I was that hero.I was the man with loyalty, with honor, with a love so deep it could burn the fucking world down. Daniella was my world. She was mine. Until Cristiano Morano decided she wasn’t.He was my brother in arms, the man I trusted with my life. And yet, one drunken night was all it took for him to betray me. He didn’t hesitate. He didn’t even think about how I would feel. He just took her like she was a slut. And Daniella? She chose him.That was the day I buried my soul six feet under and became something else.Revenge became my heartbeat. My every breath. My reason for waking up each morning. It started with his uncle—Armando, the man who dared to stand in my way when I reported Cristiano to him. A bullet between the eyes took care of that. Of course, I made sure someone else took the fall. That was the easy part.Then there was Annalisa.The woman he couldn’t resist growing up.I wa
The Mafia's Bride Chapter 97
Chapter 97- GRAND FINALE Cristiano“You are staring at me again.”Annalisa’s voice was soft, teasing, but I didn’t miss the way her fingers traced small circles over the curve of her belly. Like she was just as mesmerized as I was.I smirked, leaning against the armrest of the couch, my gaze drinking her in. “Can you blame me? You look like a literal goddess right now.”She rolled her eyes, but the corners of her lips twitched, betraying her. “I look like a woman who has been eating way too many croissants.”I shook my head, shifting closer until our knees touched. “Nah, you look like my wife carrying our baby. That’s hot as hell.”She let out a short laugh, shaking her head at me, but I saw the way her eyes softened.God, she was beautiful.The soft glow of the chandelier cast a golden hue over her skin, making her look almost unreal, like something out of a dream I never thought I deserved. But she was here. She was real. And for the first time in my life, I felt… whole. Like every
The Mafia's Bride Chapter 96
Chapter 96Annalisa“You know, if you keep staring at him like that, you might as well put up a neon sign that says ‘I have unresolved issues with this man.’”Grace snapped her head toward me, her eyes narrowing when she realized I was referring to her. “Ma’am?”“Drop the formalities, please since you'll soon no longer be our housekeeper.” I smirked, folding my arms as I leaned back in my seat. “And yes, you heard me right.”The wedding was over, and the guests were slowly trickling out, leaving behind the soft hum of conversations and the scent of roses still hanging in the air. The fairy lights twinkled above us, casting a warm glow over the entire setup, but none of that was as interesting as the way Grace kept stealing glances at Ricardo.I mean, she wasn’t even trying to be subtle about it. One second, she would sip her drink, the next, her gaze would flicker toward him like a damn magnet. And the tension? Whew. You could cut it with a butter knife.Grace let out a deep sigh, slu
The Mafia's Bride Chapter 95
Chapter 95Annalisa“You do realize you’re talking to your stomach, right?”I blinked and turned my head to see Grace smirking at me, her arms crossed as she leaned against the back of the white wedding chair.“I wasn’t talking to my stomach,” I lied, quickly dropping my hand from my slightly rounded belly.Grace raised an eyebrow. “Mhm. Sure, ma'am. You totally weren’t whispering, ‘Are you going to behave today, little one?’ like some possessed mother-to-be.”I huffed, crossing my arms. “First of all, I was only exhibiting good behavior. And second, I am a mother-to-be. So, yeah, I talk to my baby. Got a problem with that?”Grace grinned, plopping down into the seat beside me. “Not at all, ma'am. It’s actually kinda cute. Like, disturbingly cute.”I rolled my eyes but couldn’t help the small smile tugging at my lips. The wedding was about to start, and Buddy and Bree’s guests had all settled into their seats. I smoothed out the silky blue dress draped over my growing bump, adjusting
The Mafia's Bride Chapter 94
Chapter 94Cristiano“You keep staring at me like you're in a dream.” Annalisa’s voice was soft, teasing me, but I could hear the nervous emotions beneath it. She stood in front of the window, wrapped in nothing but the white silk robe that matched the sheets on our honeymoon bed. The street lights outside cast a soft glow against her skin, and for a second, I really did wonder if this was real.I leaned back against the pillows, my shirt unbuttoned, my tie long gone. “Maybe I am.”She turned, raising an eyebrow. “So you think you’re dreaming?”I smirked. “I’m pretty sure I died back there when you walked down the aisle. This is just heaven.”She rolled her eyes, but I caught the way her lips twitched, fighting back a smile. She stepped closer, sitting on the edge of the bed. Her fingers played with the fabric of my sleeve, tracing slow patterns.“We went through so much as a couple,” she whispered.The tone in her voice hit me like a punch to the gut. Because she was right. Every da
The Mafia's Bride Chapter 93
Chapter 93Annalisa“Breathe, Annalisa. Just breathe.” I whispered the words to myself, staring at my reflection in the grand mirror.The dress—my dress—was a masterpiece. Snow-white satin hugged my body perfectly, the delicate lace trailing down like poetry. My veil cascaded over my shoulders, soft and weightless, and my makeup was flawless. I looked like a bride. I was a bride.So why did my heart feel like it was trying to punch its way out of my chest?My hands trembled as I gripped the dressing table, trying to steady myself. This was happening. This was real. In a few minutes, I would walk down that aisle, and Cristiano would be there, waiting for me.“Annaliisa, are you good?” Bree peeked in, holding a glass of champagne. “Because you kinda look like you might pass out.”I exhaled shakily. “I’m fine.”She arched her brow, sizing me up with her eyes. “Yeah, no. Try again.”“I said I’m fine.”Bree wasn’t buying it. She walked over, set the champagne down, and placed both hands on
The Mafia's Bride Chapter 92
Chapter 92AnnalisaThey said the quietest moments were the loudest. When the world is still, when nothing is happening, that is when your mind decides to scream the loudest.That was exactly how I felt when I woke up that morning.My eyes opened to the soft golden glow of morning sunlight streaming through the sheer curtains, the warmth kissing my bare skin. For a moment, I just stared at the ceiling, my mind blank. I then shifted slightly, feeling the warmth of another body beside me, and that was when it hit me. I was naked.Naked and tangled up in soft sheets that smelled like him.Oh. My. God.Memories of last night came rushing back—Cristiano’s lips on mine, his hands roaming my body, the way he whispered my name like it was the only word that mattered. The way he had touched me like I was something precious, held me like I was something he never wanted to lose. The way he made love to me like we had all the time in the world. It wasn’t just intimacy—it was a celebration. A pas
The Mafia's Bride Chapter 91
Chapter 91Annalisa“You’re wearing this. No arguments, Annalisa.”Bree plopped a sleek black box onto my bed, her eyes sparkling with mischief.I blinked at her. “Uh… what?”She crossed her arms. “Don’t act dumb. Open it.”With a sigh, I lifted the lid and—wow. Inside was a stunning red dress, the fabric smooth and luxurious beneath my fingers. A pair of matching heels sat beside it, looking way too expensive for a casual night out.I frowned. “Bree… What the hell is this?”She grinned. “Just a little something for our girls’ night. Duh.”A girls’ night? Yeah, right. The last time Bree pulled something like this, I ended up at a five-star bar and she ended up getting drunk first. I wasn’t about to get dragged into another setup.I folded my arms. “That’s definitely not happening.”“Oh, come on,” she groaned, flopping onto my bed dramatically. “Don’t be boring, Annalisa. You need this. We both do.”I narrowed my eyes. “You’re lying to me Briana, I can easily tell. What’s really going
The Mafia's Bride Chapter 90
Chapter 90CristianoThey say love is like a fire—when it’s real, it burns deep, consuming everything in its path. And damn it, I was burning for her.Annalisa wasn’t just another chapter in my life; she was the whole damn book. Every page, every word, every unfinished sentence—I wanted it all to be about her. That was why I had to get this right.I could afford to make any mistakes, nor could I second-guess the whole plan.The wedding planner sat across from me, flipping through a sleek leather notebook. She was in her late thirties, professional, and looked like the kind of woman who had planned a hundred fairytale proposals. Which was great, because I needed this to be perfect.“So, Mr. Morano,” she said, adjusting her glasses. “You mentioned wanting something intimate but still grand in its own way?”I nodded. “Yeah. Something that feels… personal. Like, if she walks in, she’ll know instantly that it’s for her. No generic bullshit.”She smiled. “That’s a good start. Does she have
