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Chapter 70. He Is My Husband
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2024-08-01 16:08:29
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The Mafia's Substitute Bride Chapter 358. Against
Siena descended the stairs, her heart still aching with a dull, relentless pain. She kept telling herself this had to be the last time he broke her heart. It had to be—because she was going to disappear.But how?Fabio had told her he would be waiting. Still, escaping under so many watchful eyes wouldn’t be easy. Lino had offered his help too, but it would put his life at risk—and she had seen with her own eyes how Cristiano took lives without hesitation, without remorse.Lost in these thoughts, she barely noticed Elena step in front of her and take her hand.Siena looked up, anger flashing in her eyes. Yes, she was angry—angry at all of them.She had trusted Soraya and Elena. Believed they would stand by her, defend her against the cruelty of her own husband—against him marrying another woman while she was still his wife.But here they were.Going along with everything.Elena stood before her, dressed beautifully, ready to attend her brother’s second wedding as if nothing was wrong.
The Mafia's Substitute Bride Chapter 357. It Doesn't Seem Real
After a while, Cristiano slumped over her, breathing hard, his weight pressing her into the sheets. Siena opened her eyes to find him staring at her like she was the only thing keeping him alive.He didn’t give her time to pull away. His mouth crashed into hers again—hungry, claiming, desperate.Her chest flooded with emotions she didn’t want. Didn’t allow herself to feel anymore. And yet, she couldn’t stop them. She should have felt repulsed by his touch. She should have hated the way he held her, as she belonged to him.But he kissed her as if his world was ending. As if letting go would destroy him.This wasn’t the cruelty she had read about. This wasn’t the torture whispered about in dark corners, the kind men associated with a mafia don. There was no deliberate pain, no cold punishment stretched over hours.Then why?Why did his actions betray his words so completely?“If you hate me so much,” she asked hoarsely when he finally broke the kiss, “then why do I feel only love when y
The Mafia's Substitute Bride Chapter 356. You Can't Escape
Siena steadied her breath, forcing her anxiety down. She gathered what little strength she had left and looked straight into his eyes. “Why do you care?” she asked, her voice shaking but defiant. “You said you don’t love me… you don’t, right?”Cristiano smirked, his eyes narrowing.She really was his match.In the beginning, she had barely been able to stand in his presence—nervous, guarded, never breathing freely. Now she challenged him. Fought him. Met his gaze without fear.The Italian don felt a dangerous swell of pride.If anyone could rule his empire beside him, it would be her.If only things were different. If only blood and hatred hadn’t torn their families apart for generations.Then maybe—just maybe—they could have belonged to each other forever.“Baby doll, listen to me—and listen carefully. You can never escape me,” he said, his voice low, carrying a warning. “Don’t even think about it. Not in your dreams. The consequences would be more than you could bear.”She lifted
The Mafia's Substitute Bride Chapter 355. You’re No Different
Cristiano didn’t answer. He just stood there, watching her—his gaze dark, steady, almost tender in a way that unsettled her more than cruelty ever could.Siena’s control finally broke.Tears spilled as something hot and unbearable rose inside her, stripping away the last of her patience. She grabbed his collar, her fingers trembling, trying to shake him, to force something—anything—from him.“You… you said you would never leave me!” she yelled, desperation tearing through her voice. “Then why did you do this, Cris? How could you?”Her fists struck his chest in blind anger, not to hurt him—but because the pain inside her had nowhere else to go.Once, she hadn’t known who her husband truly was. Now she did. The Italian Don. A man the world feared. And still—she stood in front of him, unafraid.The corner of Cristiano’s mouth curved into a slow, dangerous smirk.Not mocking. Proud.That smirk shattered something inside her.“So this is it?” she whispered bitterly, lips trembling. “Yo
The Mafia's Substitute Bride Chapter354. The Plan
“I told you,” Fabio said, frustration roughening his voice. “That man isn’t trustworthy. He never deserved your love. At least now you see it. Better late than too late.”Siena released a shaky breath before answering. “I didn’t call you to ask whether my decision was right,” she said quietly. “I called to tell you that I’m ready to leave.”There was a brief pause on the line—then Fabio exhaled, as if holding himself back. “Good,” he said, forcing calm into his voice. “Now listen to me carefully, Siena. Do exactly as I say.”He laid out the plan—precise, urgent, leaving no room for hesitation.“Follow it,” he finished. “Stick to it. I’ll get you out of that hell.”Siena swallowed. “How?” Her voice trembled despite herself. “Cristiano is the Italian Don. He won’t let me walk away so easily—not until he gets what he married me for.”“Don’t worry,” Fabio replied firmly. “I won’t betray your trust. Not now. Not ever. I’ll protect you with my life.”She didn’t respond.Because once upon
The Mafia's Substitute Bride Chapter 353. Love At Stake
She should have barged in. She should have screamed, cried, fought—dragged that woman out of the mansion, and slapped her husband for daring to do this to her.But her feet wouldn’t move.It was as if something inside her had shut down all at once. The exhaustion that flooded her wasn’t physical—it was emotional, bone-deep, the kind that drained all strength for anger or confrontation. Her chest tightened, her breath turned shallow, and tears burned her eyes before she could stop them.And in that moment, she realized she didn’t want anything from him. Not explanations. Not apologies. Not lies.Whether it was the fear of heartbreak or the pain itself, the feeling overwhelmed every other emotion until all she wanted was to escape—to run, to disappear.Before he could see the tears spill over, she turned abruptly and fled, her steps unsteady as she rushed upstairs, the walls blurring around her.She didn’t stop until she reached her bedroom—the room that was supposed to be theirs. S
