Semua Bab The Marcello's empire Lost bride : Bab 1 - Bab 9

Chapter 1Raya's POV "How'd you think that bitch would feel if she found out about us?" I slowed my steps at the sound of the voice from a distance."How else do you think? She's going to be shattered, and she's going to wail her eyes out," another replied, and I stilled. The familiarity of the voices made my heart thump harder.No. It can’t be. I told myself, my feet glued to the floor. The ache in my chest began as a faint throb, intensifying with every passing second.I dragged my feet closer to the bedroom, each step heavier than the last. My hand trembled as I held it out gingerly to the doorknob. A cold sweat formed at the base of my neck, and my breath hitched as dread coiled in my stomach.I felt my breath seize at the sight before me. My best friend Kelly and my boyfriend, Mark—of four years—were on our bed, naked.My knees threatened to give way. Our bed. The one where we shared dreams of the future, late-night whispers, and promises that now felt like lies. My nails dug in

Chapter 3Raya's POV Beep.. beep...beep My eyes fluttered open and the first thing I felt was the cold. My lungs burned as I tried to take a breath. Water invaded my throat, sharp and painful. Submerged under a large amount of water, I was sinking. No matter how hard I tried to fight, the water kept pulling me under, dragging me deeper into its dark abyss.My heart raced, and panic seized me as I gasped for air, but there was nothing, only the pressure of the water that trashed my body violently, pushing against my chest, dragging my body."Raya, take my hand!" A voice rang in the distance, and I turned, trying to find the source, but the water blurred my sight as I tried desperately to see in front of me despite the burning sensation in my eyes."I'm here Raya, take my hands, I'm here," The voice yelled again, and I finally caught sight of him I kicked toward him, desperate to reach out, to grab his hand, but the water surged between us, shoving me back."Here Raya," the voice ca

Chapter 5Marcello's pov "Mr Marcello," the lawyer called as I stepped outside of the hospital room."I need the signed papers," He said and I stared down at the marriage certificate clenched tightly in my hands."What do you need it for?" I asked gruffly.The lawyer adjusted his glasses and cleared his throat. "I need to file it with the court to ensure its legal recognition. The sooner we finalize everything, the better."I tightened my grip on the paper, my jaw clenching. "Are you having second thoughts, Mr. Marcello?" the lawyer asked, his voice neutral but observant.I exhaled sharply, my gaze drifting toward the hospital room door. Inside, she was still unconscious, unaware of the choices being made around her.Second thoughts? No. Regrets? Never I just need to make sure whoever put her in that state pays for it.I finally met the lawyer’s gaze. "Give me a moment.""I need you to make sure that every single thing about it is carefully documented, every single place. Put the pr

Chapter 7Marcello's pov I arched a brow. "Then make me understand."His throat bobbed as he swallowed hard. "If I talk, I'm dead either way."I leaned in, my voice a low, menacing whisper. "You were dead the moment you crossed me. The only difference is how much you suffer before it happens."His jaw clenched, his entire body taut with tension. But the fear in his eyes had taken over now."They’re bigger than you think," he muttered, his voice barely audible. "You're not the only predator in this game, Marcello."I smirked. "Oh, I never assumed I was. But I am the only one standing in front of you right now."A broken, bitter chuckle escaped his lips. "You're in deeper than you know."I grabbed his face roughly, forcing him to look at me. "Who. Are. They?"He hesitated, and I pulled back, pressing the barrel of the gun against his temple. "Names, Diego. Or I'll personally see to it that your daughter ends up the way Raya did,"His breath hitched. "The Vasquez cartel," he choked out.

Raya's pov "Mrs Marcello," The doctor called subtly as he stepped into the room.My spine stiffened at the name, I couldn't bring myself to get used to that name no matter how many times it was used."Can I be discharged already?" I asked, my body itching to be freed from this hospital."Yes, the chauffeur is already waiting outside to drive you home," He explained, accompanied by a knock on the door.Two men walked in, one dressed in uniform and the other dressed in an all-black suit."They're your chauffeur and your bodyguard," "I don't need a bodyguard, maybe a driver once in a while but a bodyguard no," I refused but the all-black man only stood still as though he was deaf to every single word I was saying."I'm sorry Mrs. Marcello, but I was sent to be your bodyguard by your husband, and under no condition must I leave your side," he finished, his voice deep and unwavering.I let out an exasperated sigh, my fingers curling into the hospital blanket. "Of course he did," I mutter