All Chapters of Married to my fiancé's father: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

ALESSANDRO Everyone was staying the fuck away from me. It suited me just fine, if only I wasn’t frustrated as fuck. How hard was it to find a woman roaming Europe with a friend? Apparently too fucking hard. Massimo, my cousin, happened to be in Italy, so I ordered him to make a stop in Sicily, to find any clues about my wife. He was one of the rare people that knew her and saw her. And I trusted him not to try to fuck her.That was two weeks ago! He went to Italy, then went back to Germany. He was due to go back to Italy again to continue. It has been two long weeks and nothing. He came up with nothing, not a single clue. Like she was a ghost.“ Don,” my son's voice caught me in the hallway.I turned around to face him. His eyes were the same shade as mine, our facial features similar too. He was in his twenties, but my son still looked like he could take over the mafia the last few years have been tough. The death of his mother and Zio hit him hard, but his will to live spike

ALESSANDRO I stood at the corner of the street. I had been on the island for the past twenty-four hours and my patience was running thin. I hadn’t seen the woman nor the child. For whatever reason, the routine that the woman had for the days that Massimo watched her went out the window. As if she knew I was here.It was a charming little home. Nothing extravagant, little stone villa with a yard and an open view to the sea. Lorena grew up surrounded by luxury, but not having the chance to enjoy it. This place was opposite of everything she was used to. I was starting to doubt Massimo had mistaken someone else for Lorena.The garden gate opened and a woman came out. She had a baseball hat on, black shorts and white, racer tank top. A ponytail looped through her baseball hat, and I silently cursed. What the fuck was Massimo thinking? This woman’s hair was nothing like Lorena.Lorena had a thick mane of wavy hair and this woman had smooth brown hair. I ground my teeth at disappointm

LORENA My heart thundered wildly, blood rushing into my ears and my brain. I had to calm down so I could think clearly. I had never expected to see Ales again. I never wanted to see him again.Just like before, his eyes took my breath away. They were bewitching, and each time I gazed into them, oxygen would get caught in my lungs. Those eyes of rich, dark cognac mixed with colors of the forest. And those damn eyelashes, the envy of every woman. They were thick and black, surrounding those stunning eyes. Those eyes only gave a hint of the predator he was; a beast full of power and danger that could kiss you one second and snap your neck the next.His hand firmly squeezed my arm in his grip, his inked fingers searing my skin.“Let go of me,” I hissed, hating how his touch warmed my skin. I held on to my son, keeping him close to me. I didn’t want to alarm him. I wanted him to have a safe and happy life, full of joy not angry words. “And don’t ever touch me again.”He lost that right

ALESSANDRO “No.”“Why?”“Because I need something from you first.” I need to fuck you out of my system and bring down your entire family. I kept those words wisely to myself. “And in order to get an annulment, your physical presence is needed in the U.S.”Fuck, I hoped that was true. I was making shit up as I went. Her eyebrows scrunched as she processed my words.“All our possessions are here,” she muttered. “All my son’s toys. Everything.” We locked gazes. “You could leave us so we can at least pack properly.”God, she really thought I was an idiot. She’d disappear, and it would take me another three years to find her. If I was lucky.“No. I already have one of my local men packing up your stuff. It should be right behind us.”She let out an exasperated sigh.“I’ll give you whatever you want.” My cock stirred to life at her offer to give me whatever I wanted. If she only knew! “I’ll sign any paperwork, tell you anything. Please, Ales. Leave us here.”“You are starting to piss me o

ALESSANDRO I watched Matteo devour the chocolate and held back my grin. Lorena’s attention was on her phone, and I could see the reflection of it in the car window. She was downloading a translation app. It bothered her that I could understand her son and she couldn’t. The frustration was written all over her face. She was so focused on app, she missed Matteo glancing his mother’s way before he devoured the second chocolate bar. It wasn’t pure chocolate anyhow. It was more cookie crumbs wrapped in chocolate.His eyes traveled my way and realizing he had been caught, regret entered his eyes. I winked at him, trying to assure him his secret was safe. A smile spread over his face, and suddenly jealousy hit me. Matteo didn’t look like his mother, but he had her smile. It lit up his whole face.Something in my chest shifted, cracking the hard ice my heart had become. I decidedly shut it down. It was nothing; I certainly wasn’t turning soft for a boy that wasn’t mine. He was just a ki