All Chapters of TRAPPED IN MY MAFIA HUSBAND'S FATAL REPLAY: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Austin, you’re a monster! You took everything from me. I loved you! But this is your payback? You’re going to kill me?"The wind howled around us, a chilling force against my trembling body. I stood at the edge of the rooftop, my heart hammering in my chest as Austin towered over me, his once-familiar face now void of any emotion. The man I had loved, the man I had sworn my life to, was nothing more than a cold, calculating monster.He held the gun with steady hands, his gaze sharp, unwavering. Behind him, his men stood like statues—silent, obedient, indifferent to the cruelty unfolding before them.I should have seen it earlier—the way my family's empire crumbled piece by piece, the sudden deaths of my parents and siblings, the way Austin had always been there, pretending to pick up the pieces with me. It had all been a game. A carefully orchestrated plan to leave me vulnerable, alone.And now, I was the last piece to be removed."You were so easy to manipulate," Austin mused, almost

We didn’t waste any time. Kael led me out the back door, his movements smooth and controlled, exuding an air of lethal confidence. A black SUV, sleek and imposing, was already waiting. The driver—an intimidating man with a face carved from stone—barely acknowledged us as he slid behind the wheel.The moment we got inside, the doors locked with a heavy click. The engine purred to life, a low growl that vibrated through the cabin, promising speed and raw power. I swallowed hard, my pulse thrumming in my ears.The drive was short, nothing more than a blur of darkened streets and flickering streetlights. Silence filled the car, thick and suffocating, until we pulled up to a massive structure that loomed against the night sky. It wasn’t a house—it was a fortress.Tall gates, reinforced walls, and armed men patrolling the perimeter. The very air surrounding the place was heavy with unspoken threats. My stomach twisted. This was his world. And now, somehow, I was stepping into it.Kael didn’

I couldn't breathe whenever I saw guns, armed men. Even though Austin and his goons were gone, their faces were still all around me. My chest felt tight, like someone was squeezing the air out of my lungs. The memory of cold metal against my skin, the cruel glint in Austin’s eyes before he pulled the trigger—it all haunted me. I needed to get out of this place, even for a little while. I needed to breathe freely again.I quickly changed into the clothes Kael's guy had brought. I was surprised they fit me perfectly. Either they guessed my size correctly, or Kael had people who knew everything about me, down to the smallest detail. The thought sent a shiver down my spine. But right now, I had bigger concerns. I needed to get away.The smell of exhaustion and fear clung to me, no matter how much I tried to shake it off. I needed space, noise, distraction—anything to silence the screaming thoughts in my head. That was when an idea formed.I grabbed Kael's wallet, snagging a wad of cash be

I woke up to a dull pounding in my head. Blinking against the sunlight spilling through the windows, I pushed myself up, groaning as the events of last night came rushing back.The club. That bastard, touching me. Kael breaking his hand like it was nothing.I let out a frustrated sigh, running a hand through my hair. That man could be so damn infuriating.Shoving the blanket off, I got out of bed and slipped on the first pair of slippers I found. I didn’t bother fixing my hair or checking how I looked—I was too pissed off to care. I needed to talk to him. Now.Marching down the hallway, I ignored the grand interior of the villa and headed straight for the dining hall. The heavy doors were slightly ajar, and I could already hear faint clinking sounds—cutlery against plates, the soft scrape of a chair.I pushed the doors open and spotted him instantly.Kael was at the head of the table, sipping his coffee like he had no care in the world. His white dress shirt was unbuttoned at the top,

If there was one thing I absolutely hated, it was being told what to do.So, naturally, Kael telling me to be ready for a "lesson" at noon meant I had no intention of showing up.Not because I was scared—hell no. I just didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of thinking he could order me around like one of his men.Unfortunately, Kael was one step ahead of me.At exactly noon, my door burst open without so much as a knock.I nearly fell off my bed. “What the hell—”Zane stood in the doorway, looking as unbothered as ever. “Boss says it’s time.”I glared. “Tell your boss I’m busy.”Zane didn’t even blink. “I’ll tell him, but I doubt that’ll change anything.”Before I could argue, another voice cut in from behind him."Zane, don’t give her options."I groaned before even looking.Kael.Of course.He stepped into view, arms crossed, an irritatingly smug expression on his face. He was wearing all black today—black button-up, black slacks, black leather gloves tucked into his belt. He lo