LOGINShare
102. What Happened Here?
Last Updated:
2025-01-27 23:21:03
Related chapters
The Mafia's Kingpin's Arranged Bride 103. How Did He Get here?
Sierra’s POVI spun around and slammed into something solid, more like someone solid. Before I knew what was going on, I was in the strong, sturdy arms of Jordan in a bid too steady myself from the imminent fall.The realization coursed through me, a sudden and shockingly sweet sensation mixing surprise with something else, something softer, warmer. In instinct, my hands squeezed his forearms to steady myself, and my breath hitched in my chest as I held, for a brief moment, there. His scent surrounded me like a musky mix of woodsy cedarwood and something of Vinnie, masculine and intoxicating. It awakened something within me, a wish to remain in that moment a little longer.But reality elbowed me, and I straightened up fast, breaking the spell as I backed off and I locked eyes with him, my heart racing from the fire in his eyes.“Are you behind this?” I said, my voice firmer than I felt as I pointed to the dining table, the candles flickering in the corner of my vision.Jordan didn’t
Last Updated : 2025-01-27The Mafia's Kingpin's Arranged Bride 104. The Surprise
Sierra’sJordan snatched the silver-domed plate cover, lifting it from the table with exaggeration to display a perfectly arranged plate of Coq au Vin. It was a French dish that constituted of the tender pieces of chicken rested in a dark, thick wine sauce, flecked with caramelized pearl onions, mushrooms and crispy lardons. The smell was heavenly, a warm symphony of savoury and earthy notes that had my stomach growling in anticipation.“Coq au Vin,” Jordan said, tinged with pride. “Classic French comfort food. I felt like you could use something to stick to it tonight.”I looked at the dish, half impressed and half sceptical. It looked restaurant-worthy, the sort of dish that takes hours of simmering to make just right. The chicken glistened in the soft light, the sauce having clung to it in such a way that it looked as if it would melt in my mouth.“I knew you’d be tired when you came home,” Jordan said, his tone softening. “And I wanted you to unwind and have a lovely meal without
Last Updated : 2025-01-27The Mafia's Kingpin's Arranged Bride 105. Watching Closely
Author’s POV“Enough!” Moretti thundered to the guard who stood opposite him pouring the whiskey he had just brought into a thick layered glass cup which was specially made for whiskey.With a wave of his hands, he dismissed the guard and adjusted himself in the chair as he churned up all that Alessandro had said to him before he walked out of the room.Long after the door closed, Moretti still kept on his eyes on the door. He was not sure Alessandro had told him the whole story. Moretti’s unvoiced directive, with a tiny nod of his head to the two men standing silently by the wall, was to follow Alessandro and keep a watch on him. He needed to find out exactly what Alessandro was doing. He just may have something sinister up his sleeves. Who knows?The two men made their exit swiftly and without a sound. The pause was complete, broken only by the soft hum of the air conditioner and the faint crackle of Moretti’s cigar. He inhaled, the sharp scent of tobacco filling the air and slowl
Last Updated : 2025-01-27The Mafia's Kingpin's Arranged Bride 107. The Nightmares!
Jordan’s POV“Leave me alone! I will not go with you to get the crystals! I do not wish to be a part of you. Leave me, leave me!”The scream sliced through the quiet of the night and jolted me awake. Immediately, I sat up in bed, heart pounding, confused and frightened. I turned to look at the clock on the nightstand. The shorthand indicated two, straight up and down, while the long hand lolled on three. It’s way too early for anyone to be awake, much less yelling like that.I turned to my side, and there was Sierra, snoring away, chest rising and falling in its peaceful way. She hadn’t moved an inch since the scream, not even when Luca’s voice echoed through the house.I hesitated for a moment. Should I wake her? The thought quickly fizzled out. I didn’t want to bother her unless I had to. After all, she worked hard all through yesterday and deserved a good rest. I leaned back onto the bed, hoping Luca’s shouting was just a fluke, the remains of a bad dream. Maybe.But it was barel
Last Updated : 2025-01-27The Mafia's Kingpin's Arranged Bride 106. I am Here
Jordans POV A comfortable silence settled over the room as we started clearing the table. The soft clinking of plates and the humming of the refrigerator echoed through the room. My thoughts were anything but still amidst the calm in the room. A nagging question tugged at my heart as to why Sierra hadn’t called me to tell me what was happened at the supermarket. It wasn’t in her nature to hold such a thing in. I looked at her as she stacked the plates, her actions purposeful but far off like her brain occupied a different place. Her lips compressed into a thin line, the edge switching barely seeing through the effort she was exerting to hide her feelings. “Why didn’t you call me?” I asked gently, shattering the silence. She hesitated before smiling at me, surprised. “I didn’t want to worry you,” she said, her voice low. “It wasn’t a big deal after all. The manager cross-checked the webcams and tendered an apology,” she said, her shoulders shrugging casually. I frowned and
Last Updated : 2025-01-27The Mafia's Kingpin's Arranged Bride 110. Forgive
Jordan’s POV“I am meeting with Ethan today about the replacement for Andrew,” I announced the next day to Sierra as we had our breakfast, my voice firm yet touched by a note of nervousness which I hoped she didn’t pick up.“Bless his soul,” she added almost reverently, her tone gentler as she peered out of the window.She sounded like a boom of thunder and her voice whipped my attention back to her. I felt my gaze harden, and then I turned to meet her eyes, my expression as inscrutable as the stone. She must have sensed the change in the room because she faced my glare, confusion furrowing her brow.“What are you looking at me like that for?” she asked as her brows knitted together in earnest.I did not answer right away, allowing the silence to extend between us. The gravity of what she had said hung in the air like an unwelcome guest. Did she not understand the impact her words could have? Or worse, did she know that and say them anyway?“Why?” she said again, her voice more empha
Last Updated : 2025-01-27The Mafia's Kingpin's Arranged Bride 108. Vacation or Staycation
Jordan’s POVSierra nodded, squeezing my hand a little tighter. We said nothing more as we lay back in bed, the heaviness of the night sank in around us.But as I lay there, looking up at the ceiling, I couldn’t get Luca’s frightened face out of my head. So whatever healing he needed, we had to get a way to help him. I scooted over on the bed closer to Sierra, wrapping an arm around her and tucking her snugly up against me. Her warmth enveloped me, driving off the residual chill of the night. It was like she was made to be in my arms, something about the way she settled into me made me happy. Her skin was impossibly soft and was as smooth as silk, the warmth she exuded felt like home. As my fingers traced lightly across her arm, I couldn’t help but notice the fragility of it, the way it seemed to glow softly in the darkness of our room.She smelled amazing, a hint of the floral lotion she always used mixed with something uniquely hers,
Last Updated : 2025-01-28The Mafia's Kingpin's Arranged Bride 109. Fresh Air
Sierra’s POVI woke to the sharp, golden rays of the morning sun forcing their way through the gaps in the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room. I squinted against the brightness, groaning softly as I tried to shield my face with the edge of the blanket. My body felt heavy, weighed down by the lingering remnants of sleep, but something else gnawed at me. It was a subtle sense of emptiness.Turning to my side, I reached out instinctively, only to find Jordan’s space cold and vacant yet again. My hand rested there for a moment, the absence oddly palpable. With a sigh, I let my gaze drift to the nightstand. The last time this had happened, he’d left me a note, a little scrap of reassurance that he wasn’t far and that I was still on his mind. But today, there was no such note waiting for me.I bit my lip, brushing off the faint pang of disappointment. I shook my head, my hair falling messily over my face as I pushed myself upright. M
Last Updated : 2025-01-28
Latest chapter
The Mafia's Kingpin's Arranged Bride 128. The Onset of Many Struggles
Sierra’s POVI didn’t want to overdo it on the subject of my suspicions about Jordan’s health, so I chose to set it aside for the time being. The weight of the situation was getting too suffocating, and I felt that the tension was towering above us, pulling us apart. But I wanted to put it out of my mind, even just for a while. I wanted to remember us before it all, the levity we shared, the connection that felt so effortless between us.Without thinking too much about it, I leaned in and kissed him passionately yet fiercely. It was an act of defiance in the face of uncertainty, a small reminder to both of us that there was still a lot of love we hadn’t dug into, despite how everything else seemed. When his arms wrapped around me, I felt like the world had disappeared, and his lips were warm and soft. It was only us, locked in that moment, where all that mattered was right now. But that moment didn’t last.I was startled as applause cut through the bubble we’d made. I withdrew sligh
The Mafia's Kingpin's Arranged Bride 127. A Blend of Concern
Sierra’s POVMy pulse quickened when he took a step back, his hand still hovering, near my waist, but no longer on me. The warmth that had radiated off him now felt insubstantial, like the heat of a dying fire. The air was bleaker with his words. “It’s nothing, really,” came out of his mouth again, but no longer thickly.I followed him closely, a blend of concern and anger rising within me. Something was wrong and it was something he wasn’t saying. His effort to shove me away with faux nonchalance only drove my determination to find the truth. I wasn’t going to let this fly.“You know, if you continue to insist it’s nothing, I’m just going to start worrying more,” I said, my tone friendly but the words solid. “And I won’t stop until you explain what’s really going on.”His eyes flashed to mine, a silent plea within them. The silence, the silence between us too real, too ever-present. He parted his lips to say something, then closed them again, as if the words were lodged somewhere in
The Mafia's Kingpin's Arranged Bride 125. At the Bar
As we left the bar, I held tight to Sierra's hand. I didn't need to check behind me to know that Elara was still watching us. That gaze on my back burned like a warning I couldn't ignore. None of it sat right with me, even as my mind was already working through the pieces. It was not a coincidence that Elara and Dominic showed up here. Coincidences, the way I knew it, were not possible. Someone had been picking through my company's systems looking for information, and then a message was sent confirming our insolvency. Now, Elara was giving cryptic comments to Sierra like she somehow knew that something was going to happen. The timing was too perfect. Excusing myself, I stepped a few centimetres from the bar, pressing my phone to my ear as I heard Ethan's voice come through. His tone was even, but I heard the slight tension underneath it. That was Ethan–always cool, never letting anything get away unless it had to. But I knew him well enough to know when something was wrong. "Boss,
The Mafia's Kingpin's Arranged Bride 126. A Pawn?
I took out my phone, opened the email Ethan had just sent, and read the message closely."It's confirmed. They're out of town. Make sure she leaves the resort unguarded. He won't be able to halt what's coming."I felt my stomach knot tightly.This wasn't just about me. It was about Sierra.She was a mere pawn in a business transaction. Someone was fixing on her, and the note made it very clear that I was part of whatever was coming."Sierra must have sensed my change in attitude because she squeezed my arm. "Jordan? What's wrong?"I breathed in slowly, willing my face to stay neutral. "Nothing we can't handle."She squinted — she was onto me already. "Don't do that. Don't brush it off."I sighed and took her by the arm away from the bustling lounge area and down a quieter corridor. When we were alone I turned my phone screen toward her. "Read this."She grabbed the phone, reading the message with her eyes. I observed her brows tugged down at first, then her mouth falling open slightly
The Mafia's Kingpin's Arranged Bride 124. Yes, Quickie
Sierra’s POVI blinked my eyes open, my body still half-asleep, and found Jordan standing at the foot of the bed, his hands tucked casually in his pockets. His visage was placid, but the shine in his eyes showed me he’d been watching me simmer for some time.“Why are you up before me?” I mumbled, my voice hoarse, stretching slowly beneath the sheets.Jordan quirked an eyebrow, his lip twitching up at one corner just barely. “Did you forget I’m an early bird?”I sat up on one elbow, staring at him, incredulous. “What? Even when we have time away together? Where are you rising to?”He shrugged, his expression playful. “Have you forgotten so soon? Today we signed up with one of the guides for a tour around the resort. It’s in about an hour.”I raced through my mind, trying to remember. Then it hit me. “Oh,” I said sheepishly, falling back onto the bed in a groan. “Right. You were kidding when you said that, right?”“Of cour
The Mafia's Kingpin's Arranged Bride 123. The Plan
Author’s POV“Tunnel B is currently quite safe, "Diego reported, hurrying until he was even with Ethan. “But the supports in Tunnel C may need reinforcement after the blast. That is going to cost us both time and manpower.”"Even so, do it, " said Ethan without hesitating. “Safety first. Under no circumstances may we resort to skipping the rules."The boss hesitated for a moment before nodding, “Okay, understood.”But then Ethan stopped and turned to him. “Diego, I need your trust. I know everything seems to be on edge and some of the men are questioning whether we can handle the Morettis. But this mine has seen darker days than this and so have we."Diego's face softened and he gave a small smile. “If anyone can hold us together, it’s you, Ethan.”With a quick nod, Ethan moved on with his rounds, working out in his head how to reinforce the site next.Around midday, Ethan called his men together for a conference. Standing on a few boxes stacked on top of each other, he gazed out over
The Mafia's Kingpin's Arranged Bride 122. Interruptions Uncalled for
Author’s POV“Yes, boss!” a worker responded, hastily calibrating the heavy machinery.Ethan nodded approvingly. And they were getting closer, but the burden of responsibility weighed heavily upon his shoulders. He thought about pulling out his phone to brief his boss, Jordan, who technically owns the site, on the day’s developments.Jordan, though, was on his first vacation in years—an unusually earned getaway after months of frenetic work. Ethan had vowed not to bother him unless he absolutely had to. While considering his options, a low rumble interrupted his thoughts.Engines roared unmistakably across the valley. Ethan tensed, squinting down the road to the site. Two headlights cut through the darkness and got closer, details blurring.“Boss,” Diego, a young and enthusiastic worker, called as he approached. “That doesn’t paint the face on the supply truck.”“It doesn’t,” Ethan said, in a grim tone. “Everyone, get back from the main site and keep your heads down. Now.”The workers
The Mafia's Kingpin's Arranged Bride 121. The Visit
Author’s POVThe heavy bag swung back and forth beneath Lorenzo Moretti’s unrelenting assault. Every jab was exact, his knuckles piercing the leather with such power that they reverberated through the reinforced chains. A play of dark light on his hard muscle from the private gym, each taut tense move the triumph of practice he had perfected through all these years. Sweat was dripping down from his temple, and his breath was measured and short.Lorenzo didn’t hear the door open, but he knew the sound of those familiar, measured footsteps. He spoke between punches, without breaking the rhythm. “You never thought you would cross over into the world, big brother.”Carlos Moretti stood by the door, a fitted suit recounting a man who had never worked a lunch shift in a bar a day in his life at a gym filled with raw metal and scorch marks. He was propped against the wall with a sly grin on his face, observing his younger brother at work.“I was curious,” Carlos said evenly, his voice as mu
The Mafia's Kingpin's Arranged Bride 120. Again?
Sierra’s POVIn the middle of the conversation with Dominic in our room, my phone rang out, slicing through the tense air like a knife. I winced at the harsh noise, looking down to see Amelia’s name pulsing on the screen. A sense of dread was pooling in my chest, my stomach twisted as I picked it up.“It’s Amelia,” I said to Jordan, who was frozen on his feet on the other side of the room. He nodded slightly, pushing me to respond."Amelia," I said quickly. "Is everything okay?"Her voice sounded steady but tinged with concern. “Sierra, I’m sorry to bother you, but… Luca’s having another nightmare. This one was really bad."My breath hitched. "What happened?" I whispered, my voice scarcely above a whisper.She sighed heavily. “He cried that there were shadows everywhere. He kept saying they wanted to take him away. I did everything I could to soothe him, but he’s still rattled. He keeps asking for you."I was swept over by a tidal wave of guilt, crashing like foam upon every fold of m
