All Chapters of HER SWEET AFFAIR WITH THE MAFIA: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

I must be out of my mind. Kissing a man I met two weeks ago, under a snow-covered tree, while my husband might be searching for me.Or maybe not. Edgar De Villiers is always too busy—too busy to notice me, too busy to even acknowledge our wedding anniversary.I am Jeanne Blanchard, married to Edgar for five years. Our life once seemed perfect, until everything changed. He grows distant, cold. I leave, lost in confusion, searching for something—someone—else.Hector. The man I help near my house, never expecting it to lead here."Should we go in?" he asks, pointing at a hotel with his glance."I'm going home.""Are you sure?""Yes. We've gone too far—""Do you think your husband is looking for you?" His words cut through me. "You fought with him, yet you expect him to chase after you? I understand—you’ve loved him for five years without pause."I stay silent. Hector leans in, his lips brushing my neck as he whispers, "But I expect you to look for me when you're upset with him. Just like

[JEANNE’S POV - Flashback] I saw Edgar leave again the next morning. I didn’t like it, but stopping him was never an option. He only ever came to check that I was still in his house—never bothering to ask directly. I had grown used to it. But this time, his expression was tenser than usual. He paused to speak briefly with the house guard before disappearing.Was he looking for a fugitive? The thought crossed my mind as I glanced toward the unconscious man in my room, still motionless.The minor surgery to relieve his pneumothorax had been successful. With no other serious injuries, I had decided to let him stay—just until he was well enough to leave.I returned to the kitchen to prepare a simple breakfast. Living alone, I never made much. As I chopped fresh vegetables for a salad, my thoughts churned restlessly, and a familiar heaviness settled over me. Distracted, I barely noticed how carelessly I was handling my knife—until the sound of approaching footsteps snapped me back to real

[AUTHOR’S POV] "Another terrorist attack took place at the Adenhill central bank. The perpetrator carried a small-scale bomb and blew himself up inside the bank after posing as one of the bank employees." Hector lifted his head from his soft bed to watch the news on the television. "Wow, he did it!" "Again?" A woman spoke near Hector, only in a bikini and her body under the same blanket as Hector. "Isn't she very excited?" "A spirit similar to that of the leader," the woman Celine, asked with a smile for Hector. She gave Hector the remote while she went to take a shower, and Hector sat up to hear the news more clearly. "All bank employees and customers were saved, although the explosion was small in scale, but damage was done to the lobby of the bank, killing the perpetrator and injuring one police officer." Hector just laughed at the news; he didn't care if anyone was injured, but his attention was drawn to someone who had been caught on camera. "Jeanne?" Meanwhil