A Wife For Nico Vescari
The craziest thing I’ve ever done was let a dangerous man touch me, and not pull away.
“Trust me.”
Words like that could mess you up in this line of work. Then he did something I didn’t expect, he stretched out a hand. Even I knew when not to doubt a helping hand.
I sighed. Well, roadkill it is then.
I clasped his hand and his firm grip pulled me up out of the line of fire.
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Cake Coogan survives by her fists and her fury, spending her life fighting in underground rings to keep herself and her mother alive. But one stolen payout, one stranger’s intervention, and one accidental bag switch drops her into the crosshairs of Nico Vescari.
Nico Vescari; mafia heir, feared and ruthless, a man who kills with a steady pulse—wants his money back. What he gets instead is Cake: the girl with the iron fists, mismatched eyes, and a journal he should never have read. Fascinated, furious, and threatened by how she makes him feel, he gives her a choice that isn’t a choice at all—marry him for a year… or lose the only family she has left.
Cake becomes both weapon and wife. She’s pulled between power plays, underground fights, and a man whose touch feels like fire even when she swears she hates him. Nico’s family is dangerous, his enemies worse, and his rules suffocating, but the most lethal thing between them is the feral desire none of them want. As bodies fall and alliances burn, Cake is forced to choose between revenge and the man who has broken her, protected her, and ruined her life in equal measure.
In a story of obsession, and betrayal,only the strongest survive.
And Cake Coogan is not prey.
Basahin
Chapter: 15.~CAKE~I’m married.That’s the first thought that keeps looping in my head as I sit at the reception, champagne flute sweating in my hand like it’s nervous too.Married.Not engaged. Not pretending. Not “this is temporary, breathe.”Married-married.There’s a ring on my finger that could probably buy a small country, and every time I move my hand, it catches the light like it’s trying to remind me that this is real. That I signed something. That I kissed someone in front of enemies, allies, and God Himself.I smile because people are watching.They keep watching.Some of them looked curious, some were impressed. Some… calculating. Like I’m a chess piece that just landed on the board and they’re figuring out how dangerous I am, or how to end me.Spoiler: I don’t even know yet.Elianna hasn’t left my side. Not once. She’s leaned close enough that her arm brushes mine. If I didn’t know better, I’d think she was doing it on purpose.I glance across the reception space. Nico is nowhere nea
Huling Na-update: 2026-04-16
Chapter: 14.~NICO~I shouldn’t have read another day out of her journal before standing at the altar.I knew that before I opened it.I knew it while my fingers hovered over the page. I knew it and I did it anyway.Day 54.If I ever get married, I hope he looks at me like I matter.That was the first line.Not like I’m useful.Not like I’m convenient.Not like I’m something he acquired.I hope he looks at me like I’m the only person in the room. Like he chose me even when he didn’t have to.My jaw tightened.I hope he’s in love with me the way I’d be in love with him. Not carefully. Not halfway. I want the kind of love that makes you stupid.I exhaled slowly.I hope he touches me like he wants me. Like he doesn’t need permission. Like he’s been waiting. I don’t want gentle all the time. I want real.There it was.Cake, unfiltered.I hope he knows how to please me better than I know how to please myself. I hope he treats me like a princess after taking my virginity. I hope he wants to. I hope he e
Huling Na-update: 2026-04-16
Chapter: 13.~CAKE~By the time we arrived, the place felt… unreal.The suite Nico arranged sat tucked into the estate like it had grown there naturally, as if it belonged to the land and not to money. Wide glass panels. Pale stone floors. Soft lights that didn’t demand attention but still somehow made everything glow.My mother stopped just inside the doorway, pretending she’s fine.I know she isn’t, because she keeps adjusting things that don’t need adjusting. The sleeve of her blouse. The strap of her handbag. The same curl near her ear she’s already fixed three times.Rosa Coogan does not fidget unless something matters too much.“You don’t have to come in if you don’t want to,” I tell her gently as we stand inside the suite. She gives me a look. “And miss my daughter’s wedding preparations? I will never forgive myself.”“Oh,” she breathed. “Oh, Cake.” She smiles as she steps in, her hands clasped in front of her, eyes slowly moving from the high ceilings to the furniture to the view beyond t
Huling Na-update: 2026-04-16
Chapter: 12.~NICO~I spot Sienna before she spots us. She is standing near baggage claim, sunglasses on, hair pulled back in a messy knot like she did when she was seventeen and pretending she wasn’t nervous. New York hasn’t dulled her. If anything, it sharpened her.She turns, her smile breaks first when she sees me.She drops her bag and walks straight into my chest like she has every right to be there. Her arms wrap around my waist, tight and unguarded, as if she owns the space. “You look like a corpse,” she says into my jacket.“You look like trouble,” I reply.She pulls back, pushing her sunglasses up. Her eyes scan my face. Searching. Measuring. She always does that. She always sees more than I want her to.“So,” she says, tapping my chest. “This is what grief and power look like mixed together. Terrifying.”Enzo clears his throat loudly. “Hello to me too, sunshine.”She grins and throws herself at him next. “You got fat.”“I got richer.”“Same thing,” she says, patting his cheek.Security
Huling Na-update: 2026-04-16
Chapter: 11.~CAKE~Eliana is humming off-key while my hands soak in warm water, and I’m staring at my reflection like it might give me answers if I glare hard enough.“Stop looking at yourself like that,” she says. “You’re going to scare the nail tech.”“I’m not glaring,” I mutter. “I’m thinking.”“That’s worse.”I glance at her. She’s perched on the salon chair beside me, legs crossed with her phone in hand, hair wrapped in foil like she’s auditioning to be a baked potato. Her outfit is like always, soft and expensive-looking. She had on cream trousers, fitted brown top, and gold hoops. She was effortless, as always. I look down at myself instead. I was in Nico’s clothes. He had sent a text message informing me of my hair and nail appointment and ordered me to wear something from yesterday.So here I am, in a short skirt that sits just high enough to make me aware of every movement. A plain white top tucked in, cinched with a slim brown belt. White sandals. White hairband pulling my curls back
Huling Na-update: 2026-04-16
Chapter: 10.~NICO~My office is soundproof, sealed tight against the chaos below.Only the bass reaches me, a dull vibration under my feet—proof that everything is running exactly as it should.I’m seated behind my desk, jacket off, sleeves rolled to my forearms. Paperwork opened before me, and yet—Her words from the car replay in my head, crawling in. “Please don’t insult me over something I’m already struggling with.”I grip the edge of my desk and tell myself it’s nothing. She hadn’t begged, hadn’t apologized, hadn’t even waited for a response. She’d said what she needed to say and walked out of my car like she hadn’t just tilted something dangerous in me.A knock doesn’t come. The door opens anyway.Enzo strolls in like he owns the place. A glass of whiskey already in hand. Shirt unbuttoned too far, with a knowing smirk on his face..“So,” he says, dragging the word out as he drops into the chair opposite me. “Let me guess. Productive day?”I don’t look up. “If you’re here to talk, leave.”
Huling Na-update: 2026-04-15
Chapter: EPILOGUE EPILOGUE — PENELOPEFour years laterThe smell of vanilla and buttercream filled the kitchen as I smoothed icing over the last layer of the boys’ birthday cake. There was flour in my hair, frosting on my cheek, and my heart was so full I thought it might burst.“Mommy!” one of the twins—Donovan—came barreling in with his brother right behind him, little feet slapping against the tiles. “We’re four today! Fourrr!” he squealed, throwing his chubby arms around my legs.“Yes, you are, my sweet boy,” I laughed, bending down to kiss his cheek before his brother, Damien, demanded his turn.“Donny! Damien! Stop attacking your mother while she’s working,” came Christian’s voice from the doorway, deep and amused.I glanced up at him, smiling despite myself. He leaned against the doorframe, arms folded, that same smug grin on his face even after all these years.He’d officially handed over his company to Liam a few weeks ago—much to Liam’s visible annoyance—and now spent most of his time running
Huling Na-update: 2025-08-06
Chapter: 143.PENELOPEIt had been months since the incident with Lucas, when he threatened my life and my family.Nine long months of rebuilding the bakery, starting all over again, in a bigger and brighter location.Later that month, Jess finally ended things with Liam. After he got out of the hospital, he tried. God, he’d tried—but Jess never looked back. I’d never seen her laugh as much as she did with the new guy she was dating now. Liam kept his distance, though I sometimes caught the look in his eyes when she walked into a room—bitterness and regret all tangled up.Christian stepped down from his father’s head of security, handing the reins to Alex, who had finally found his footing. Alex thrived in the role, and every so often he’d stop by the bakery, sketchbook in hand, and help me dream up designs for the next season. He even drew a new portrait of me for Christian, one that hung in our bedroom now.Sweet Delights stood even taller than the old one, with wide windows that let in the morni
Huling Na-update: 2025-08-06
Chapter: 142CHRISTIANThe first thing I tasted was blood, stumbling to the ground when his fist collided with my jaw the moment I found him.I forced myself back onto my feet.The inner basement smelled like gasoline and sweat. Somewhere behind me, I could hear the faint echo of sirens and shouting, and that was enough fuel for me to stay and kill this bastard.He stood a few feet away, bleeding from where Liam had shot him, his shirt was torn, another knife glinting in his hand.That smug little grin still played on his lips, even now.“You’ve never been too soft on her,” he sneered, circling me like a wolf. “What changed, Christian? I actually liked you. But she made you soft, made you weak.”“That doesn’t concern you, Sawyer.” I spat blood onto the concrete floor, straightened as much as my body would let me, and met his eyes.“It does concern me, if she had felt anything back for me, I may have considered aborting this revenge plan. But she called me out, put me in my place, and picked you ov
Huling Na-update: 2025-08-04
Chapter: 141.PENELOPEI don’t even remember how I got out of that basement.One second Christian was telling me “I’ve got you” while he untied me, and the next Alex’s hand was gripping mine, pulling me up the stairs, his voice steady and calm as chaos raged around us.Liam limped behind us, refusing help even though the knife wound in his thigh was still bleeding.The building was swarming now. Red and blue lights painted the walls. Uniformed officers rushed past. Someone shouted into the radio. Another officer barked orders at someone else.But all I could hear was the echo of Lucas’s words in my head.“Break her. Not love her.”“My father rotted in prison because of your family.”“I vowed to destroy everything they loved. Even this child inside you.”My chest hurt so bad I thought I might actually be dying.I stumbled outside into the cool night air, but it didn’t help. Nothing helped. My heart was racing, my ears ringing. I couldn’t catch my breath.From somewhere above, a deep, furious voice c
Huling Na-update: 2025-08-03
Chapter: 140.CHRISTIANWe pulled up to the warehouse just as the last rays of light bled out of the sky.The place was quiet. Too quiet.Liam cut the engine and glanced at me, his knuckles flexing on the wheel.“You ready?”I didn’t answer. I was already getting out, slamming the door behind me, my gun in my hand as my shoes crunched over gravel.The doors weren’t locked. A single guard outside raised his head at the sound of us. He didn’t even get to speak before Liam barreled into him, dropping him with one solid punch. I didn’t stop to watch.Inside, more of Lucas’s men moved to intercept. Liam dove into them without hesitation, fists flying, the sound of bone and muscle cracking echoing through the empty space. I didn’t look back—I trusted him to handle it.My eyes were fixed on the hallway ahead.I followed the faint trail of light spilling from a room at the end, every step fueled by nothing but her name in my chest. Penelope. Penelope. Penelope.When I finally reached the doorway, I froze.
Huling Na-update: 2025-08-02
Chapter: 139.CHRISTIANAs we stepped off the plane, Liam fell into stride beside me and slid his phone into my hand without a word.“It’s your father,” he muttered.I blinked at him, my brow furrowing. My first instinct was to pull my own phone from my pocket—except there wasn’t one. There hadn’t been since the night I swung that bat at Maria’s hand and heard it shatter as it hit the floor. I hadn’t thought twice about it then. My entire focus had been on making her scream, and getting the truth out of her. I hadn’t had time to replace it.Now, holding Liam’s phone felt foreign. I pressed it to my ear. “Hello—”“We can’t find Penelope.”Those four words stopped everything.I froze in the middle of the jetway, my chest constricting as if someone had shoved a fist into it.“What do you mean you can’t find her?” My voice came out sharper than I intended.“I employed guards for her,” his voice came slowly through the receiver. “It was your brother’s idea ever since I announced her pregnancy at the par
Huling Na-update: 2025-08-01
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