The Mafia Lord's Temporary Wife
Her fiancé cheated on her with her own mother.
She lost her baby.
And when he was murdered, Rebecca became the prime suspect.
With her life collapsing and the law closing in, Rebecca accepts a deal she never thought she’d survive.
Stefanno Davidson—a feared Mafia lord—doesn’t need a lover or a permanent wife.
He needs a replacement.
His children’s mother is alive… but absent.
And Rebecca looks exactly like her.
Until Stefanno clears Rebecca’s name, she must live under another woman’s identity.
Become the mother his children already recognize, the wife the Mafia world believes never left, and the reason his sick daughter finally starts to heal.
Once his daughter recovers, Rebecca is promised her freedom.
She can return to her world, her name restored.
But the longer she stays, the more dangerous the lie becomes.
Because pretending to be someone else is easy, pretending not to feel anything for the man who owns your secret is not.
And in the Mafia world, temporary wives rarely leave untouched.
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Chapter: ScaredEven though I had been wearing an apron earlier, I still stained my clothes—and after sweating through everything, I decided to change.It just took longer than expected.My arm was stiff, hard to move, and the dull ache was starting to return. The pain reliever I took earlier must’ve worn off.By the time I reached the living room, I could already hear Stephie’s excited chatter.It sounded like they really get along well with Boston.And somehow, that made me wonder…Why did Steffano need to hire someone who looked like his ex… when there was already a woman his kids clearly adored?“Did your back hurt when the elephant stepped on you, Boston?” Stephie asked.“Not really,” Boston replied with a laugh. “It actually felt kind of nice.”Their conversation paused when I entered the dining area.Only then did I notice no one had started eating yet, they're waiting for me.“Sorry, I had to change my clothes,” I said.“You should’ve asked for help,” Steffano said, standing up and pulling ou
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Chapter: Boston“Dad, put an apron on Mom. She forgot to wear one,” Savvy instructed.He conveniently ignored the fact that he wasn’t wearing one either—his shirt already dusted with flour.“And why did you remind me about your mom but not me?” Steffano asked.Savvy just laughed and high-fived his twin, clearly enjoying teasing their father even more.“Turn around,” Steffano murmured near my ear.He was so close that I felt a shiver run down my spine.I swallowed, raising my arms slightly as his hands wrapped around my waist, tying the apron behind me.“Mommy, say cheese!”I looked up, surprised to see Stephie no longer beside us. She was now standing next to Savvy, both of them holding up a phone.“Smile, Mommy,” Savvy added.I cleared my throat and forced a smile for them.But I froze when I felt Steffano’s arm wrap around my waist again—
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Chapter: Suspects“W-what are those?” I asked, my voice trembling as I stared at the wall.Even though it felt like knives were stabbing into my chest, I couldn’t look away—especially from the photos of Tim.“That’s the crime scene,” Steffano said evenly. “It’s too dangerous to bring you there, so I brought it here instead. So you can see what happened to him.”I took a deep breath. My knees felt weak, but I forced myself to stand and step closer.I remember how angry I was at Tim that night.How much I regretted loving him.How, in just one night, everything we built—every dream I had for us—was destroyed.But more than anger…What I remember most was the pain.A kind of pain I knew I’d carry for the rest of my life.When I found out he was dead, I didn’t feel anything for him.Because all I could feel at that time was the pain of los
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Chapter: Crime Scene“Luckily, it’s just a strain. No broken bones,” Alexa said. “But make sure you let your arm rest and avoid moving it too much. Are you sure you don’t want a sling?”I shook my head, glancing at the elastic bandage wrapped around my wrist and up my arm. At least my shoulder wasn’t affected.“If it’s better for her, why don’t you just put one on?” Steffano said.I shook my head again.“No, it’s fine, Steffano. The kids will worry. They might think something serious happened to me. I’m okay now—it doesn’t hurt that much anymore.”He sighed but didn’t argue further.Even before we reached the entrance of the mansion, I could already hear Stephie’s voice echoing from the living room.“Where is Mommy, Grandma?”“They’ll be here soon, sweetheart,” Glo replied.“I’m here!&rdq
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Chapter: Pretend Wife“W-where are you taking me?” I asked in panic.I didn’t understand why he was carrying me when there was nothing wrong with my legs—I could walk just fine.“Boss, what happened?” Sigmund asked as we passed him, but Steffano ignored him, just like he had ignored me, and kept walking quickly with me still in his arms.I squeezed my eyes shut when a sharp pain shot through my wrist and up my arm as I tried to grab onto him to stop him.When I opened my eyes again, I finally realized where we were headed.His clinic.“Alexa!” he shouted, like I was in a life-or-death situation.“What happened to her?” a woman rushed in, wearing a doctor’s robe.I recognized her immediately—she was the same woman who greeted Lucian last night.They brought me into one of the rooms, and I bit my lip when I accidentally put pressure on my injured hand against the bed.“Careful!” Steffano snapped again.“Hey, she’s already hurt and you’re yelling at her?” the doctor said, giving him a look. “What happened?”S
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Chapter: CuriosityI woke up to the feeling of two pairs of arms wrapped around me on both sides.A soft smile formed on my lips when I realized Stephie had somehow joined us during the night and was now sleeping peacefully beside me.I turned to check Savvy and let out a quiet sigh of relief when I felt his forehead.His fever was gone.My eyes stung from the lack of sleep, but I was used to waking up early to prepare breakfast for them.I fixed their blankets before quietly stepping out of the room.Rubbing the back of my neck, I headed toward my room to freshen up before going downstairs.But the yawn I was about to let out froze in midair the moment I stepped inside.Steffano was there.He was standing near the bed, drying his hair with a towel. Water still dripped down from his hair, tracing a path along his bare chest and down his abdomen.The only thing he was wearing was a pair of low-slung pajama pants.Aside from his well-built body, what caught my attention were the scars scattered across his
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