All Chapters of My Mafia Husband: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Blood. So much blood all over me. I could see my men and women running frantically, trying to subdue the sudden attack on our mansion. The place is in ruins, broken furniture and artifacts mixed with the dead bodies of our men and our enemies. My body froze when I heard the blood-chilling scream of someone. I instantly recognized the screams of my wife and I ran toward our bedroom. Please be safe, my love. God, please. I forced my legs to run faster, but the bullet lodged in my upper thigh made it difficult. The scene in front of me when I entered the room left me shattered. My beautiful wife, Anna, was on the floor in a pool of blood, and my little girl, Anaya, was terrified and screaming at the top of her lungs. A man who was standing on top of my wife’s body had a sinister smile. I shot him. He fell to the ground, grunting. I dashed over to my wife, who was struggling to breathe. “Anna, please, Amore, stay with me,” I begged. She exhaled forcefully and extended her trembling hand,

Nicolas As I entered the interrogation room, the asshole flipped me a bird. I smirked at the badly bruised, black-haired man and drew my chair up next to him. “Now, who is that? Hello there, boss,” he makes a sarcastic comment. “Hm. Hello, Scotty,” I smirk. Oh, I have a few plans for this guy. “So I hear you’re attempting to steal from me and deceive me. Is this true, Scotty boy?” I asked, holding a gun in my hand. “No, I wasn’t,” he answered, his gaze fixed on the gun. I neared his face and said, “Scott, you should not lie. You already know how much I despise liars.” I took out a pocket knife from my sleeve and stabbed him in the hand. He screamed. I chuckled as I pulled the knife. “Nooo.....,” he yelled in agony. “Please, please, please,” he pleaded as I slid the knife over his arm, a hairline stream of blood oozing from it. He screamed again as I lifted the knife and chopped his pinky. “I will talk, please, please.” I nodded and said, “Continue. I don’t have all day.” “I ha

Nicolas As we began walking, I could see Anaya was both tense and terrified. Is she afraid that this may reveal her lies? I hope she didn’t lie to me. Otherwise, I’d have to kill such stunning beauty. However, Viler will not rush to my house for anyone. Viler and his man were stopped near the gate of my home. I cannot let my enemy inside my home. We’re here near the gate because I didn’t want to experience the danger of doing it. When I saw only Viler and his driver, aka bodyguard, and no one else, I was perplexed. I was told he had others with him. As we stood at the gate, it shocked me to see Viler, one of the most feared mafias, having tears in his eyes as he whispered, “My little Passero.” Damn, she is his daughter. But how? “Daddy...” a wail from Anaya interrupted my thought process. It was a whisper only people near her could hear. It sounded like a tiny child seeking her father. Viler was in awe of her. I dismissed my people and only Ben and I were at the gate with them. I

Anaya As I took the letter out, my father looked confused, so I handed him the letter. “This is the letter I found with the one you gave them,” I clarified. His eyes widened, and he asked, “They never gave you my letter, did they?” I shook my head a no, and he closed his eyes and murmured something in Italian. How do you tell a man who has gone through so much that his daughter doesn't remember him? “Read it,” I replied, pointing to the letter in his hand. He took a deep breath and opened the letter. I waited patiently for him to study it. I knew the words by heart, as I had read them multiple times. It was the only thing that made me believe all my life was a lie. He started reading the letter out loud. Kiddo, I and your mother are no longer here if you are reading this. I hope all is well with you. My darling, I do not want tears in your eyes. We don’t know anyone stronger than you. You might have found a second letter in this envelope and are confused about what is going on.

Nicolas I was examining our newly received weapon shipments. I smiled as I held out my specialized M249 SAW. This gun was custom-made for me and shipped from the United States by the most skilled technicians. Oh, she is a beauty. I am quite excited to give it a go. But I don’t have a target yet. That’s unfortunate! “Nick,” Ben yelled as he dashed towards me. On the other hand, I may well pull the trigger! I pointed the weapon at him, but he swatted it away like a fly. This dickhead is far too comfortable around me. “What now?” I questioned, huffing. “You need to see this,” he remarked, taking his phone from his back pocket. After playing a video, he handed me his phone. My eyes popped out when watching the video. “How did our men not notice that Viler and his daughter were being followed? I need to see that guy right now. Nobody is messing with my plans,” I fumed. “I have already sent the instructions. We’ll have something in an hour or two,” he responded. I nodded, and he exited