All Chapters of The Mafia's Bride : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Chapter 22Annalisa In our haste, Cristiano shut the door behind him with the back of his leg. Before I could react, he was on me, pressing his lips against mine with a fierceness I didn't expect. Every part of him seemed impatient, as if he had been holding back for ages.Cristiano's teeth grazed over my lower lip as he playfully took control of the kiss. His tongue was inside my mouth, darting against mine as though he were playing a game of tag. I struggled to match his pace, finding it difficult to breathe in no time.“Cristiano…” I murmured against his mouth, needing just a second to catch my breath.He pulled back, releasing heavy pants from his mouth as he smiled softly. “I’m sorry, cara. I’ve waited for this moment for so long.” One of Cristiano's hands brushed across my cheek, and the other hand wrapped around my waist, drawing me closer until I could feel his hardness press against my tummy.I felt my face heat up, and I knew by now, a blush must have crept over my face. “I’

Chapter 24CristianoAs I laid there beside Annalisa, her soft breaths tickling my shoulder, I couldn't help but replay every second of what had just happened. The way she looked up at me, the softness of her skin, and the trust she had in her eyes—it felt like I was holding something fragile and irreplaceable. Being with her like that, had felt beyond anything I could have imagined. The heat and urgency between us weren’t just physical; there was something unspoken, something that made her different from anyone I had ever been with.I couldn’t deny it. She brought out a side of me I hadn’t seen before. I was the type who never stayed long enough for things to get this close, yet here I was, lying beside her, feeling an inexplicable tenderness I hadn't felt in years. Who was I kidding? I had never felt this way at all. I traced the gentle curve of her cheek with my eyes, memorizing every detail—the way her lashes rested softly against her skin, the subtle rise and fall of her chest,

Chapter 26Cristiano I could still feel Annalisa on my skin. I could still taste her unique sweetness on my lips, it was lingering as I stepped out of the car. Her warmth, her natural scent, the way her body molded with mine in surrender when our hips collided… everything about her was intoxicating, clouding my thoughts. Her face was everywhere in my head. I couldn't think safely about something related to her without the thought of bending her over filling my head. Even this morning, it took all that I had in me to let her go to work. I was getting addicted to her, I admit, but today I decided to break it. I had work that demanded my attention, the type of work that required every bit of my focus if I wanted to get over it quickly. I shook off the thoughts of her as I spotted Ricardo waiting by the entrance of the casino, his face having the usual stoic expression in place. Ricardo was someone I met at some phase in my life, and I chose him as my right hand because he was a man who

Chapter 28Annalisa “Where is your ring, babygirl?” Cristiano had taken my hands into his, this morning when I came down the stairs.He had caught me off-guard, his grip firm but warm on my hands. I had forgotten how to speak at that moment, but his steady gaze that bored into my eyes reminded me that he was waiting. “I left it in my bedroom—”“Nonsense, Annalisa,” he frowned, displeased by my indirect way of denying him. “You are my wife; wear that position with pride,” he had said, sternly.“I know, but—”“I don’t want to listen to your excuses,” he released my hands, but his tone still had that finality in it. “Lisa, slipping that ring in front of those officials was never a mistake. Don’t you take off the ring again.” Cristiano commanded, and I had no other choice but to go back into my room to wear the wedding ring. I had initially left it behind in my drawer because I didn’t want it to get lost on the set during costume changes, but now, after flashing it in front of Bianca, I

Chapter 30Annalisa Cristiano has got to be kidding me!I hadn’t asked for all this attention… I just wanted him to be a little more thoughtful, maybe to surprise me with a small gesture. But as I stood on set, watching a mobile café drive in with a huge banner that read, “In honor of Don Cristiano Morano,” I could feel my cheeks flush with embarrassment. This gesture of his wasn’t subtle or romantic—it was over-the-top, and in front of everyone!Everyone’s eyes darted from me to the café, and some of the crew even started cheering. I was the center of attraction in Cristiano's way of showing how supportive could be. I wanted to appreciate it—I really wanted to, but I couldn't shake the feeling that he had done this for more of his own amusement than for me.The barista held up a megaphone, his voice booming over the crowd cheers as he spoke, “In honor of Don Cristiano Morano, we are here to treat you to coffee!”People started pushing past one another as they made their way to the c