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Author: Abba_Rekpene
last update publish date: 2026-04-16 15:51:59

~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
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  • A Wife For Nico Vescari   132.

    ~CAKE~The front door slammed hard enough to shake the walls, and reality crashed back into me all at once.I stormed back to their room to see Sienna still crying and Enzo looking like he had gone three rounds in a boxing ring.And I had a headache forming from where my skull kissed the edge of a nightstand because my emotionally unstable husband had accidentally shoved me into furniture after discovering his siblings were apparently starring in the most disastrous forbidden romance imaginable.I turned around so fast my neck protested. “What,” I said flatly, “the actual fuck?”Sienna looked up at me with red eyes. “Cake—”“No.” I held up my hand immediately. “Actually no, because I genuinely need a minute to understand how we somehow got here.”Enzo wiped blood from his mouth with the back of his hand and exhaled hard.“Oh don’t start breathing heavily at me like you’re the victim right now.”His jaw flexed.Sienna pulled the duvet tighter around herself. “Please don’t do this.”“Do

  • A Wife For Nico Vescari   131.

    ~NICO~I woke up at four-thirty in the morning irritated.Not because of work. Not because of Tomaso. Not even because my head still hurts from everything that happened yesterday.I woke up irritated because my wife wasn’t beside me.I stared at the ceiling for a moment before dragging a hand over my face. Cake had insisted she wanted to stay with Sienna for the night after we got back from the beach.I let her.Mostly because she looked emotionally exhausted after the video from her mother. Part of me knew she needed space to breathe after crying herself sick against my chest for nearly an hour.But another part of me hated sleeping without her now, and that realization alone annoyed me.I sat up and reached for the black shirt hanging over the chair before pulling it on. My hair was still messy from sleep as I stepped out into the hallway.I nodded at the guards on duty that were stationed along the corridor.I headed toward Sienna’s wing, more out of habit than caution. I didn’t wa

  • A Wife For Nico Vescari   130.

    ~CAKE~The ocean looked calmer than I felt.Waves rolled toward the shore in slow patterns while the sunset stretched across the sky in shades of orange and gold. The air smelled like salt and cold water, and somewhere behind us, Nico’s Corvette sat parked near the empty road overlooking the beach.Neither of us spoke after getting out of the car.I sat on the sand with my knees pulled against my chest while Nico stayed beside me, one arm resting over his bent knee, his eyes fixed on the water like he was trying to organize his thoughts before speaking.The silence between us wasn’t awkward.I rubbed my fingers through the sand absentmindedly before finally speaking first because if I kept sitting here with my thoughts any longer, I’d lose my mind completely.“I know the main reason for this contract marriage was your revenge plan against Tomaso and all that,” I said. “I just feel you could’ve kept your business a little more private. Even if it was contractual business.”He didn’t lo

  • A Wife For Nico Vescari   129.

    ~CAKE~ The first thing I felt was warmth.The second was panic.My eyes snapped open instantly, and for one horrifying second, I had no idea where I was. I looked around to see I was in a hospital.Oh God.I pushed myself upright too quickly and immediately regretted it when dizziness hit me again.“Easy.”I froze.Nico sat in the chair beside the bed watching me, still wearing the same black shirt from earlier. His sleeves were rolled halfway up his forearms now.I wasn’t scared of him, just terrified of what he might know.“What is this?” I asked immediately.“You fainted.”“I gathered that part.”“You scared me again,” he muttered.I ignored that completely and looked around the room properly this time.It was a private VVIP room. This was definitely Gustavo’s place.My stomach dropped instantly. No no no no.I looked back at Nico sharply. “What tests did he run?”His brows furrowed slightly at the question. “Blood pressure. Bloodwork. Basic examination.”Bloodwork.Jesus Christ.

  • A Wife For Nico Vescari   128.

    ~NICO~“Is she sick?”Elianna crossed her arms immediately after stepping into the bedroom. “What kind of question is that?”I looked back at Cake lying unconscious on the bed.She hadn’t moved since I carried her out of the bathroom ten minutes ago. I had covered her with the blanket because her hands were cold when I touched them, and I hated that I noticed things like that now.“She threw up,” I said flatly. “Then she passed out.”Elianna’s expression flickered slightly before the attitude came right back. “Maybe because she spent the entire night emotionally spiraling after your little projector disaster.”I ignored the jab. “Has this happened before?”“She’s stressed.”“That wasn’t my question.”She sighed heavily. “No. I haven’t seen her faint before.”I stared at Cake again.Her face looked pale against the pillow. Her hair was still slightly damp from the shower she’d taken earlier, and she looked exhausted even unconscious.That irritated me more than it should have.Because

  • A Wife For Nico Vescari   127.

    ~CAKE~I woke up feeling disgusting.My mascara from last night still clung faintly beneath my eyes despite the shower I took before bed, and my neck hurt from sleeping weird.My phone sat beside me on the bed.No vibrating. No calls. No messages lighting up the screen every thirty seconds.He had finally stopped, and that somehow hurt more than the calls did.I stared at the ceiling for a long moment before rolling onto my back slowly. My body ached from sleeping in the same position for hours. My head hurt too, not from crying because I still hadn’t cried, but from thinking too much.I hated thinking too much.Thinking too much was how people ended up joining cults and buying crystals online.The bedroom door opened quietly.Elianna walked in carrying two mugs and wearing one of Javier’s shirts that practically swallowed her whole. My brows furrowed slightly.Huh.I’d seen Javier wear this too. Interesting.I mentally filed that away for later because clearly something suspicious w

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