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Author: Abba_Rekpene
last update publish date: 2026-06-04 21:07:07

~CAKE~

Coming back home felt annoyingly familiar, and not in the way I wanted it to. Nico had technically asked me to return, but it wasn’t some romantic I miss my wife moment.

It was more of a calculated, suspiciously concerned check-in about my head injury. He kept texting and calling to ask if I was dizzy, or if I needed to rest more. As if the man who had barely spoken to me for nearly three weeks had suddenly turned into a neurosurgeon.

Emotionally constipated mafia husband.

I stood in o
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  • A Wife For Nico Vescari   134.

    ~CAKE~Coming back home felt annoyingly familiar, and not in the way I wanted it to. Nico had technically asked me to return, but it wasn’t some romantic I miss my wife moment. It was more of a calculated, suspiciously concerned check-in about my head injury. He kept texting and calling to ask if I was dizzy, or if I needed to rest more. As if the man who had barely spoken to me for nearly three weeks had suddenly turned into a neurosurgeon.Emotionally constipated mafia husband.I stood in our bedroom staring at the suitcase I had barely unpacked after staying with Elianna, irritation and reluctant twisting together in my chest.Things between Nico and me had started to thaw in small, frustrating ways since that night. He checked in more. He found ridiculous excuses to walk in on me in the bathroom.One morning he had simply stared at me in the kitchen for a solid ten seconds before declaring, “You look pale.”No conversation about the real issue. No acknowledgement that he had emo

  • A Wife For Nico Vescari   133.

    ~SIENNA~Three weeks had passed since Nico found out, and somehow the silence in the house had become harder to live with than the screaming.At first, I thought anger would burn itself out. My brother had always been explosive. He yelled, threatened, fought, cooled off, and then found some brutal version of forgiveness that came wrapped in insults and irritation.Instead, he stopped looking at me.Completely.Breakfast became unbearable. Lunch, worse. Dinner, somehow humiliating in entirely new ways.He sat at the table, spoke to staff, discussed business, answered calls, and never acknowledged I existed. If I entered a room, nothing changed. If I said his name, he acted like he had not heard it. The few times I tried forcing conversation, he walked away before I finished speaking.The morning after he caught Enzo in my bed had been the last real explosion.He came back furious after storming out, saw Enzo still inside the estate, and started swinging before either of us could say an

  • 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.

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