All Chapters of BETROTHED TO THE ITALIAN ALPHA MAFIA BOSS: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

--Cassie--Can you believe it has been an entire month since I last heard from Alessandro? Not a single call, message, or even a word through Lalia. She hasn’t spoken to me since that day, and my dad keeps insisting that I cannot go there. But here I am, standing in my room, packing my bags with determination.This silence is unbearable. Alessandro is my husband, for crying out loud! It’s unacceptable for him to be this distant. On the first day, he should have been by my side—holding me, reassuring me—but there was no sign of him. Even during my hospital stay, when I needed him the most, neither he nor any of his people showed up. A whole month has passed, and still, nothing.Hailey hasn’t reached out either, which stings more than I’d like to admit. I know she never particularly liked me, but at the very least, she could have made a courtesy call. The absence of any contact only deepens my sense of isolation.My children—our children—are almost two months old now. They’re growing, c

--Cassie--The good news, Lalia said, was that he doesn’t even look at her. I nodded at that, clinging to the small shred of hope she offered me. At least it meant something, didn’t it? That despite everything, he hadn’t given his attention or affection to this woman carrying a child that might not even be his.“You have to live,” Lalia said firmly, her eyes filled with a mixture of sympathy and resolve.I didn’t respond. Instead, I offered a weak smile and walked right past her, my thoughts tangled in a whirlwind of emotions.“Why didn’t you tell me all this sooner, Lalia?” I asked, my voice breaking as we moved down the hall.“We all thought we could control it,” she admitted, her voice laced with regret. “But when we found out she was pregnant, we didn’t want to hurt you. We hoped that as long as he stayed away from her, we’d have the situation under control.”I stopped walking and turned to face her. “So, you knew? This whole time?”Lalia nodded slowly, avoiding my gaze. “We thoug

--Cassie--Standing in the courtroom, wearing the ceremonial robe that Alessandro had worn so many times before, my heart pounded so hard it felt like it might leap out of my chest. The fabric was heavy against my shoulders, not just in weight but in significance. I was now standing before them as Alpha, with Marco beside me as my Beta—a role he had assured me he was ready to fulfill.The courtroom was enormous, its high ceilings making every sound echo with an almost eerie resonance. The walls were adorned with tapestries depicting the history of the pack, stories woven into fabric that spoke of bravery, sacrifice, and tradition. The seats were filled with faces both familiar and unfamiliar. Some people looked like ordinary townsfolk, while others carried an air of authority, their presence commanding respect. Elders, perhaps. They sat at the front, their eyes fixed on me, scrutinizing my every move.The room buzzed with hushed whispers as more people filed in. It felt as though the

---Alessandr--I was in heat, and I didn’t know what to do about it. Alessandro was staring at me with lust-filled eyes as well.“Ahhh,” I began to scream, making him get up from the bed to hold me, relieving the tension in my hand from whatever had been disturbing it before. This was the time I needed him, but I couldn’t force myself on him. He seemed almost like a boy now—but I was wrong. Let me know if you’d like further refinement or additional details!In one fluid motion, my dress slipped from my shoulders, the soft fabric pooling silently at my feet making me shocked.I stood before him, the cool air kissing my skin, now clad only in a lace bra and matching panties. My pulse raced, each beat drumming louder in my ears as anticipation coiled tightly in my stomach.“Bambina,” he murmured, his voice low and rough, thick with restrained desire. Making me shocked of his moves. His dark eyes roamed over me, drinking in every inch as though committing the sight to memory. Slowly, his f

---Cassie--“Don’t lie to me, Alessandro,” I said, my voice trembling with a mix of desperation and anger. “At this point in my life, I need to be told the truth. I can’t take any more lies. So, I’m going to ask you for the last time—” I leaned forward, staring him directly in the eyes. “Is my dad a werewolf?”He hesitated, his jaw tightening as though he was bracing himself for the blow his answer would deliver. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he muttered a single word that changed everything. “Yes.”My heart stopped. For a moment, it was as if the world had fallen silent, and the ground beneath me had disappeared. Alessandro kept speaking, his voice low and steady, but I couldn’t hear a single word. Everything around me blurred, and the pounding in my ears drowned out his explanations. The betrayal I felt hit me like a tidal wave. It wasn’t just a sting or a pinch—it was a deep, soul-crushing wound. Hot tears spilled down my cheeks, and no matter how hard I tried, I c