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2026-11-03 23:31:36
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Accidentally Marked By My Mafia Stepfather Absolute fluff
Danny's POV "I don't have a remote control for them, Chad!" Chad pulled back slightly, looking up at my belly with a comical frown. "Well, tell them their father is down here waiting to feel another one." I burst into a fit of bright laughter. "You are absurd!" He leaned back in, pressing a soft, lingering kiss right over my belly button through the silk. "Come on, boys. Give your father another little sign." I stood there in the quiet hallway, looking down at my dangerous, feared husband kneeling on the floor, softly pleading with our unborn triplets to kick his hand again. If anyone had told me months ago that this lethal mafia boss would be doing this, I would have laughed in their face. And yet, here we were. I loved him so deeply it physically ached in my chest. Chad slowly stood up, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me into a warm, secure hug. He pressed a sweet kiss to my lips. "Thank you for sharing that with me, love." I blinked up at him, smiling soft. "
Accidentally Marked By My Mafia Stepfather They kicked
Danny's POV She made it crystal clear that no one was going to push me into doing anything physically dangerous while carrying my babies. I appreciated that boundary far more than I was willing to admit out loud. When she moved on to discussing defensive explosives and perimeter breaches, she focused entirely on situational awareness—recognizing tactical threats, understanding blast radii, and knowing when to delegate heavy demolition work to trained operatives. After a while, as we stood near the tactical displays, a quiet question that had been weighing on my mind all day finally slipped out. "Granny?" Granny turned her head toward me. "Yes, my puppy?" I rested my hand over my bump, looking at the complex maps. "Does... does being the Godmother mean I have to physically do every violent thing myself?" Granny studied my face for a quiet moment, her expression softening into something surprisingly gentle. "No, Danny." I blinked. "No?" "True leadership is never a
Accidentally Marked By My Mafia Stepfather Preparation
Danny's POV Noah groaned loudly into a pillow. "Danny the Albert Einstein himself." I whipped my head around to glare daggers at him. "Let me finish, you idiot!" Granny folded her arms, amused. "Go on, puppy." I turned back to the folder, taking a slow breath as I actually considered the scenario. "Well... first, I'd want to know why they're acting so loud all of a sudden. If they're a smaller syndicate, poking a giant like us makes no sense unless it's a trap. Maybe they want us to retaliate recklessly because they set up an ambush, or maybe they're trying to draw our security away from something else they're secretly trying to steal." A heavy, quiet stillness settled over the room. "So," I continued, gaining confidence, "before wasting men and money firing back, I'd figure out what they're actually distracting us from. If we rush in blindly without understanding their motive, we're just playing right into their hand." Silence. Complete silence. I glanced nervously b
Accidentally Marked By My Mafia Stepfather Another attack
Danny's POV The entire living room went completely, utterly silent. The maids froze. The guards froze. I pressed my lips tightly together, trying with every ounce of my soul to hold back a giggle. Beside me, Chad simply turned his face away toward the window, looking thoroughly unbothered. Granny looked at Noah as though he had just asked her the most profoundly stupid question on the planet. "Just as dumb as your best friend," she muttered dryly into her teacup. That was the final straw. I completely lost it, bursting into a fit of breathless, hysterical laughter so hard that I had to grab onto Chad's suit jacket to keep my trembling knees from giving out. Noah looked personally, deeply offended by the universe. "Excuse me?! You've been pretending to be paralyzed for TEN WHOLE YEARS?!" "Very good, Noah. You can count," Granny offered a saintly, approving smile. "Mother!" Noah gasped, clutching his head in utter betrayal. "Oh, please don't shout in my ears," Granny
Accidentally Marked By My Mafia Stepfather You can walk
Danny's POV The next morning, I woke up with one heavy, terrifying thought echoing through my head. I am going to become the Godmother of the Rodriguez family. "Oh, God..." I buried my face straight into Chad's soft pillow, letting out a long, muffled groan. Two weeks. I had exactly fourteen days before my official coronation, and I still didn't know the first thing about running a multi-billion-dollar international mafia empire. I knew how to spend my husband's money. I knew how to complain loudly when he worked late in his office. And I certainly knew how to pout and get my way whenever I wanted something. But guns? Tactical explosives? High-stakes syndicate politics? Absolutely not. I couldn't even visualize myself sitting in a dark board room surrounded by terrifying, scarred men and pretending I actually knew what I was doing. What if someone scoffed and laughed at me? What if someone flat-out refused to listen to a twenty-three-year-old Omega? What if I accidentally misr
Accidentally Marked By My Mafia Stepfather How you taught me
Danny's POV I ignored him entirely. “Your precious grandson decided he wanted to cook dinner for me!” Granny stared at him. Then she looked at me. Then she slowly looked back at him. “You... cooked?” Chad let out a heavy sigh, leaning back against the cushions. “I attempted to.” I nearly fell against his shoulder laughing. “Attempted?! Granny, the entire kitchen was billowing black smoke! I genuinely thought the west wing was on fire!” Noah let out an undisguised snort from his chair. Granny covered her mouth with a manicured hand, but her amused chuckles escaped anyway. “Oh, my goodness! The mighty Godfather, defeated by a simple frying pan!” “Mother,” Chad warned dryly, a faint flush touching his neck. That only made Granny laugh harder. I wiped a tear gathering at the corner of my eye. “And the four chefs were standing around watching him like they were attending his funeral!” “Danny!” Chad grumbled, nudging my side. “What? It's the literal truth!” Noah sho
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