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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

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The next morning, Bella stood in the grand foyer of the estate, her nerves buzzing with anticipation. Luca had called her to his study before leaving for the day, his demeanor as guarded as ever.

“Taylor will show you to the club,” he’d said, his tone clipped. “You’ll meet your co-manager there. Don’t make me regret this, report to men assigned to you at any sign of danger.”

The idea of going with Taylor did not sound fun at all to her,Taylor wasn’t bad, she was just full of it, and the fact that she was close to her husband.

She didn’t hate Taylor at all, but its just the jealousy sometimes. she had to push it down. Now all she had to do was prove herself to Luca, and even to Taylor and everyone who thought she was too soft for the Mafia world.

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When Taylor arrived, her sleek black car waiting outside, Bella squared her shoulders and stepped into the passenger seat.

Taylor didn’t bother with pleasantries, her eyes hidden behind dark sunglasses as she drove. “Luca’s
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    Luca stood on the docks, the harbor’s stench mingling with the metallic tang of blood from all the men killed that night.The night was a chaos of gunfire and shouts, his men clashing with Petrov’s crew in a brutal dance of power. The shipment crates of weapons worth millions was secure, thanks to Bella’s intel from the Black Viper. But the victory was hollow. Some of his men lay by wounded, bullets in their bodies. The Petrov men had arrived before them and they had kind of been ambushed, but they were still stronger and defeated them. Dimitri had slipped away the usual coward bastard always is always run away.One of his men who was down face was pale as he growled, “We showed ‘em, boss.” Luca’s jaw clenched, his dark eyes scanning the shadows for Petrov.Dimitri will pay for everything. The bastard had slipped away, leaving a note scrawled on a crate: “Your heart is next.”The words burned, not because of the threat, but because of what they meant. Bella. She was Petrov’s target

  • Bound By Marriage    CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR

    The safe house was a fortress disguised as a rustic cabin, nestled in a dense pine forest an hour from the city. Its weathered wooden exterior belied the steel reinforced walls and bulletproof windows, a testament to Luca’s length for her safety. The air was sharp with the scent of pine and damp earth, but inside, it was sterile clean lines, minimal furniture, and the hum of a generator buried somewhere beneath the floor. Bella sat at the small desk in the upstairs bedroom, her fingers tracing the silver locket around her neck, its familiar weight a tether to her mother’s memory. “Strength is quiet, Bella,” her mother had said, years ago, when Bella was just a shy girl hiding behind her father’s desk. “It’s in your mind, not your fists.”Six hours ago, Nathan had escorted her here under Luca’s orders, his face grim as he relayed the command: “You will have to stay here until further notice.” The memory of Luca’s fury still stung his dark eyes blazing, his voice a cold blade slicing

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    Luca’s presence filled the manager’s office, the air crackling with his barely contained fury. His dark eyes locked onto Bella, sharp and unyielding, like a predator sizing up prey. The door slammed shut behind him, the sound echoing like a gunshot in the small space. Bella stood behind the desk, her hands gripping the edge, her sleek black blazer and pencil skirt a stark contrast to the vulnerable woman who’d confessed her love the night before. Her chin was lifted, but her blue eyes betrayed a flicker of fear beneath her defiance.“What the hell were you thinking?” Luca’s voice was low, a dangerous rumble that made the room feel smaller. He stepped closer, his broad frame looming, each word deliberate. “You went to the Black Viper, Petrov’s territory alone? After yesterday’s attack? Are you trying to get yourself killed?”Bella’s heart pounded, her shyness urging her to shrink, but the spark of anger from last night flared brighter. She straightened, meeting his gaze. “I was thi

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    Her still hands trembled, the echo of gunfire from the attack still ringing in her ears, the screech of tires and Carlo’s shouted “Get down!” replaying in her mind. Her black sundress, once a symbol of confidence during her spa day with Victoria, now felt like a flimsy shield, clinging to her curves and exposing her fragility. But it was the ache in her chest that drove her to the study. She needed Luca, needed his strength to ground her, to make her feel safe in a world that had just bared its teeth.She found him standing by his desk, the amber glow of a single lamp casting sharp shadows across his angular face. Maps and burner phones were scattered before him, a battlefield of strategy that seemed to consume him entirely. His broad shoulders were tense, his dark eyes fixed on a point she couldn’t see. He was a fortress, unyielding, and for a moment, her shyness urged her to retreat. But the terror of the attack, the weight of Petrov’s threat, pushed her forward. She needed him

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    The morning sun bathed the city in a golden glow, casting long shadows across the sleek curves of Victoria’s convertible as Bella slipped into the passenger seat. For the first time in weeks, her heart felt lighter, unshackled from the weight of Luca’s intense, conflicted gaze and the sting of his secrets. Her black sundress hugged her bombshell figure, the halter neckline accentuating her curves, but her shyness made her tug at the hem, self conscious despite Victoria’s insistence that she looked “like a goddess.” Despite the revelation of his past with Taylor or Anna and the chilling threat of Dimitri Petrov. Today, though, she craved escape a day to reclaim herself, away from the club’s chaos and Luca’s cold dominion.“So, mafia wife,” Victoria teased, her sunglasses glinting as she pulled onto the highway, the wind whipping her auburn hair. “What’s the plan? Spa day, shopping, or something totally reckless to make Luca jealous?”Bella laughed, her cheeks flushing as she tucked

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    The guest bedroom was her sanctuary, its pristine white linens and polished furniture a stark contrast to the chaos churning in Bella’s heart. She sat on the edge of the bed, her black dress now a crumpled reminder of the night’s failures. The fabric clung to her like a second skin, but it felt heavy, a costume for a role she wasn’t sure she could play anymore. The silence of the room was driving her crazy, broken only by the distant hum of the mansion’s air conditioning and the faint tick of a clock on the nightstand.It was well past midnight, and Bella’s mind refused to rest, replaying the night’s events like a broken record.She had dressed for Luca, hoping the dress would catch his eye, make him see her not just as a fixture in his dangerous world, but as the woman who could love him as his wife. But the club had been a whirlwind of tension,he Petrov situation, Sebastian’s careless revelation about Taylor, and Luca’s cold dismissal of her hurt.His words echoed in her mind “Yo

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