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Chapter 152 Pickles, Kisses and Midnight Cravings

Author: Lumi
last update publish date: 2026-11-07 19:26:03

At 2:17 a.m., Alessandro De Luca discovered that his wife was capable of committing a crime against his sleep.

“Alessandro.”

He didn't move.

“Alessandro.”

A sleepy groan escaped him.

“Hmm?”

“I want mangoes.”

He opened one eye.

“Mangoes?”

She nodded.

“Fresh mangoes. The sour ones.”

He glanced at the clock.

“It's two in the morning, val.”

“I can see that.”

“Fruit shops are closed.”

“Then find one that's open.”

He stared at her.

She stared back.

For a moment, ne
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  • BETROTHED TO THE CRAZY DON   CHAPTER 155

    That evening, Sofia joined them for dinner. She brought a bag of baby clothes and immediately demanded to see the nursery. When she saw the cot, she tilted her head. “Why is it leaning?” Marco nearly choked on his drink. Alessandro closed his eyes. Valentina burst out laughing. “Thank you! I've been saying the same thing.” “It is not leaning,” Marco protested. Sofia pressed a hand against one side. The cot shifted slightly. Everyone stared. Marco slowly removed his hand. “Okay. Perhaps it needs a little adjustment.” Alessandro pointed toward the door. “Get out.” “It's my niece or nephew's cot too!” “Not anymore.” Valentina laughed so hard that Alessandro immediately came to her side. “Careful, cara.” “I'm fine.” Sofia sat beside her. “Have you thought about names?” Valentina nodded. “Alessandro wants Matteo.” Sofia smiled. “That's our grandfather's name.” “I know. He thinks it's perfect.” “And what do you want?” Valentina hesit

  • BETROTHED TO THE CRAZY DON   Chapter 154— Little Kicks, Big Feelingsl

    “Alessandro, you're staring.” “I'm not.” “You've been staring at me for five minutes.” “I'm observing.” Valentina lowered her spoon. “Observing what?” He glanced at her stomach. “Our child.” She looked down at her slightly rounded belly, then back at him. “The baby is not going anywhere.” “You don't know that.” She blinked. “Are you planning to keep watch over my stomach now?” “If necessary , I ...will..” Valentina shook her head, laughing. It was becoming a habit. Ever since the baby had started moving, Alessandro had developed an entirely new personality. The man who once terrified half of New York now stopped in the middle of important conversations because he thought he felt a kick. Yesterday, he had interrupted Marco's business report to ask whether babies could hear music. The day before that, he had called the doctor because Valentina sneezed three times. She was beginning to suspect that pregnancy had affected both of them. “Come here,” she said. Alessand

  • BETROTHED TO THE CRAZY DON   CHAPTER 153

    By lunchtime, Marco had become the latest victim of Valentina's pregnancy cravings. He entered the sitting room carrying a folder. “Alessandro asked me to bring these documents.” Valentina was curled up on the sofa, watching television. She looked at him. “Marco?” He stopped. “Why do I feel like I'm about to be sent on an errand?” “Because you're my brother.” “That's not an answer.” She smiled. “I want ice cream.” He nodded. “There's ice cream in the freezer.” “Not that one.” “Which one?” “Vanilla.” “Okay.” “With chocolate syrup.” “Fine.” “And crushed biscuits.” He started toward the kitchen. “Anything else?” She considered it. “Fried yam.” Marco stopped walking. Slowly, he turned around. “I'm sorry. What?” “Fried yam.” “With ice cream?” She nodded. Marco stared at her. Then he looked at Alessandro, who had just entered the room. “Your wife is trying to kill me.” Alessandro shrugged. “Welcome to fatherhood.” “I'm

  • BETROTHED TO THE CRAZY DON   Chapter 152 Pickles, Kisses and Midnight Cravings

    At 2:17 a.m., Alessandro De Luca discovered that his wife was capable of committing a crime against his sleep. “Alessandro.” He didn't move. “Alessandro.” A sleepy groan escaped him. “Hmm?” “I want mangoes.” He opened one eye. “Mangoes?” She nodded. “Fresh mangoes. The sour ones.” He glanced at the clock. “It's two in the morning, val.” “I can see that.” “Fruit shops are closed.” “Then find one that's open.” He stared at her. She stared back. For a moment, neither spoke. Then Valentina turned away and pulled the blanket over her shoulder. “It's fine. Forget it.” Alessandro sat up immediately. “No, no. Don't do that.” “Do what?” “Use that voice.” “What voice?” “The one that makes me feel like I've personally disappointed the entire Russo family.” She pressed her lips together, trying not to smile. “I'm pregnant, Alessandro. I can't help what I want.” He ran a hand over his face, then reached for his phone. “Fine. Mangoes.” “

  • BETROTHED TO THE CRAZY DON   CHAPTER 151

    The afternoon meeting was held in Alessandro's private office.Valentina hadn't planned to attend, but Marco insisted she join them for the first few minutes.The mayoral vacancy had become a complicated issue among the city's powerful families. Several campaign representatives wanted Alessandro's support, while Vittorio Moretti continued pushing his preferred candidate.Alessandro stood behind his desk, listening as Marco explained the latest developments.“Vittorio is offering financial backing to two separate candidates,” Marco said. “He's trying to make sure whoever wins owes him something.”“And what does he want in return?” Alessandro asked.“Influence over the city's redevelopment contracts. Police appointments. Access to information.”Alessandro picked up a document.“He wants the mayor's office without having to sit in it.”“Exactly.”Valentina looked through the papers.“Then why are we allowing him to decide who gets our support?”Both men turned toward her.She placed the

  • BETROTHED TO THE CRAZY DON   Chapter 150— The Things We Never Said

    The first thing Valentina noticed that morning was the empty space beside her. She reached across the bed, expecting to find Alessandro, but her hand met cold sheets. A soft smile crossed her face when she heard his voice coming from the balcony. “No, Marco. I'm not discussing this at seven in the morning.” A pause. “Because I said no.” Another pause. “Then find someone else.” Valentina pulled the duvet over her head. Whatever trouble Marco had found himself in could wait until she had slept for another hour. A few seconds later, the bedroom door opened. “Good morning, sleeping beauty.” She didn't move. “I'm not awake.” “I can see that.” “Then why are you talking to me?” Alessandro chuckled and sat on the edge of the bed. “Because your brother is being a nuisance.” “That's his natural state.” “I agree.” She peeked out from beneath the duvet. “Is he in trouble?” “hmmmmmm..... not really” “Alessandro.” He sighed. “He wants to take over the meeting with the camp

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