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Chapter 479
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2026-09-19 13:21:31
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The envelope still felt heavy in Marco's hand, even after he had read it several times on quiet nights. Cassian's letter wasn't long, but every word felt like a stone thrown into a calm pond—disturbing, unsettling, and leaving ripples he couldn't erase.Marco kept the letter in his wallet, folded neatly among photos of Nora, Luca, and Davina.Three weeks after Alicia's funeral, Marco decided to meet Cassian. The address was written on the back of the letter a small town on Italy's western coast, far from Rome.Marco didn't tell Alexandro. He didn't tell anyone. He just packed a small bag, kissed the foreheads of Leo, Aurora, and Loris while they slept, and left before dawn.The journey took almost six hours. Marco drove calmly, passing through winding roads that cut through the Tuscan hills, through small villages still asleep, and finally arriving at a quiet coastal town—white-painted houses with terracotta roofs, cobblestone streets sloping toward the sea, and the scent of salt mixe
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The helicopter arrived faster than Alexandro had promised, only twenty minutes after Marco's call. Its rotor blades shattered the silence of the mountains, its searchlight sweeping across the pine trees and the steep cliff gaping at the end of the land. Marco stood at the edge of the ravine, his jacket flapping in the wind from the rotor, his eyes never leaving the darkness below.Alexandro got off the helicopter with four rescue team members and two paramedics. His face was tense, but he didn't ask anything. He only looked at Marco, nodded once, then gave instructions to his team. Ropes were lowered, additional searchlights were turned on, and two rescuers began descending into the ravine.Marco wanted to go down too. He had already stepped to the edge, ready to grab the rope, but Alexandro held him back."Let them work. You're in no condition to go down there," Alexandro said."I have to...""You have to hold on here. You've done what you could. Now let them."Marco stared at Alexan
Contracted to the Mafia: A Plus-Size Bride Chapter 479
Marco woke from his light sleep around two in the morning, his ears catching a sound that shouldn't be there a soft creak from the front porch, the sound of shoes touching old wooden boards.He didn't move, but his hand slowly reached for the pistol beside his rocking chair. His eyes pierced the darkness, looking at Alicia sleeping on the sofa, her body rising and falling with steady breaths.Marco counted. Two people. Maybe three. They weren't trying to fully hide their presence, they were just trying to be quiet, as if thinking the house's occupant was fast asleep.Their mistake.Marco stood without a sound, grabbed his jacket, and tucked the pistol into his waistband. He stepped to the side of the sofa, gently touching Alicia's shoulder. The woman woke instantly, her eyes widening, but Marco covered her mouth with his palm before she could make a sound."Don't talk. There are people outside. Three, maybe four. I need you to go to the back door now. Don't stop, don't look back. Run
Contracted to the Mafia: A Plus-Size Bride Chapter 478
The sun had sunk behind the mountains, leaving the sky a dark purple slowly turning to black. Inside Marco's small house, the fire in the hearth blazed warmly, and the aroma of boiling soup filled the room. Marco stood in the kitchen, cutting vegetables with practiced hands, occasionally glancing toward Alicia, who sat on the sofa, her wounded arm still wrapped in bandages."You don't have to cook for me," Alicia said, adjusting her position to be more comfortable. "I can eat anything.""You lost a lot of blood," Marco answered without turning. "You need proper food."Alicia smiled slightly. "Are you always like this? Taking care of people without being asked?"Marco didn't answer. He poured soup into two bowls, placed pieces of toast beside them, then carried everything to the wooden table near the hearth. Alicia tried to stand, but Marco raised his hand."Don't. I'll bring it to the sofa.""I'm not a child.""You're a woman with a gunshot wound in her arm. Just sit."Alicia sighed,
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On the wide expanse of grass, Alexandro stood with a bow in his hand, watching his two children practicing archery. A wooden circular target with a red ring in the center stood about twenty meters from them, mounted on thick straw.Leo stood at the shooting line, his hands gripping the bow tensely. The ten-year-old boy raised his arrow, drew the bowstring, and released. The arrow missed to the left, embedding itself in the straw far from the target."Focus. You're too rushed," Alexandro said.Leo let out an annoyed breath. He took another arrow from the spot beside him, raised his bow again, and released. This time his arrow stuck at the edge of the target, better, but still far from the center."Good, but relax. You're too stiff."Beside them, Loris sat in his wheelchair. The eight-year-old boy gripped a small bow made specially for him—lighter, shorter, but still a real bow. He raised his arrow carefully, balancing his body in the wheelchair, then released.The arrow flew straight a
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Night fell quickly in the mountains. Marco had turned off most of the lights in the house, leaving only one oil lamp on the table near the hearth, whose fire was beginning to dwindle. Alicia lay on the sofa with a blanket covering her body, her eyes half-closed, but Marco knew she wasn't asleep. The woman was too alert to truly rest.Marco sat in the rocking chair, pistol tucked at his waist, his ears continuing to listen to every sound from outside. He was almost beginning to feel calm when his ears caught another sound, the sound of a car engine in the distance, soft but approaching.Marco stood quickly. Alicia opened her eyes instantly."What is it?" she asked."There's a car coming. They might be looking for this house."Alicia tried to sit up, her face pale. "Viktor?""Not necessarily, but we can't take the risk."Marco walked to the window, peeking from behind the curtain. Car lights swept across the trees, heading toward the house. Two men got out, both wearing dark jackets. Th
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