Alessia’s Pov
I never knew how quickly one's life could fall apart until mine did in the space of a few days. My mother-in-law's voice echoed through the Mansion's marble hallway, cutting the silence like a blade. "You're the reason my son is rotting in a cell! You and your stuck barren womb!" I gripped the rails of the stairs, steadying myself as I let her words sink in. Sofia had never approved of me marrying her precious Matteo. Now that her son was arrested, her claws were fully extended and ready to tear me to pieces. "Mother, please—" I started. "Don't 'Mother please' me!" She stalked toward me in her designer heels, each click against the floor like a countdown to detonation. "Three years of marriage and nothing to show for it. No grandchildren, and now no son! You're just here to leach everything in my son's house and spend our money!" "This isn't about me not getting pregnant," my voice was barely above a whisper. "Matteo is in jail because of his own actions." My mother in law's palm connected with my cheek before I could react. The sting was immediate and the shock was worse. "You think I don't know you've been talking to the feds?" she hissed. "My sources tell me everything, you ungrateful bitch." I touched my cheek as tears formed despite my best efforts. "I don't know what you're talking about. I found out about Matteo the same way you did by watching the news this morning." She released a humorous chuckle instead and glared at me. "Get out. Pack your things and get out of my house." "This is my home too," My voice failed me as it shook despite trying to find a little courage. I was tired of all of this, trying to be strong and taking in her constant abuse of words."And I need to see my husband." "See him?" Sofia's perfectly painted lips curled into a sneer. "Good luck with that, Alessia. The Ricci family takes care of its own and you were never one of us." --- The police station buzzed with activity the moment I got in and everywhere I turned, eyes followed me with suspicious and judging whispered words. The wife of Daniel Ricci, a drug trafficker and murderer for the dangerous Mafia in the city, according to this morning's breaking news. The wife who claimed to know nothing despite being a police officer and detective. "Mrs. Ricci." Detective Lopez didn't offer me a seat in the interrogation room as he threw a disgusting sneer at me. I can't blame him, he trusted me with every Information especially since I was leading this case and trying to pin the bastard Mafia to bars but my husband happened to take the hit. "What a convenient time to visit." "I want to see my husband," I said firmly, though my insides trembled. "Of course you do." He circled me like a shark and chuckled. "Maybe coordinate your stories? Figure out where he hid the money? The drugs? And where did he bury the bodies of the innocent people he murdered under Leonardo's order?" "I don't know anything about—" His fist hit the table before I could open my mouth, making me jump. "Bullshit! Three years married to one of the most connected men in the Leonardo Costello crime family, and you expect me to believe you that you thought he worked in real estate?" "Real estate, huh?" Lopez leaned in close and threw a file on the table and I refused to pick it up, scared that I would really see the truth I'd been denying"Your husband launders money for the most dangerous organization on the East Coast. He's killed people, Mrs. Ricci. And you live in a ten-million-dollar mansion." I shook my head, tears forming. "Please. I just want five minutes with him." "You'll get your five minutes." Another detective spoke from the doorway. "After we search your house, your cars, and your bank accounts." "I have nothing to hide," I said and she released a snorting sound. --- Matteo looked different behind the bulletproof glass. His usually immaculate appearance was disheveled, but his eyes were what truly shocked me. I picked up the phone. "Matteo, what's happening? They're saying terrible things—" "Shut up, Alessia." His voice was ice. "Just shut up and listen." My mouth closed automatically. This wasn't my husband at all. "Whatever they ask you, you know nothing. You saw nothing. You heard nothing. Got it?" "But I don't know anything," I whispered. "That's the truth that Tell me this is all a mistake." He laughed with a sound I'd never heard from him before. "A mistake? Fuck no. The only mistake was letting you believe I was just another rich guy." He leaned forward. "Did you really think making a few million in real estate bought us that life? My hand instinctively touched the diamond pendant at my throat—his gift for our anniversary. "Blood money," I whispered. "Smart girl." His smile didn't reach his eyes. "I work for Leo Costello. The family needed a clean front, and you—" he gestured at me "—with your innocent eyes and your respectable background, you were perfect." The room spun as my heart twisted in a heart wrenching gut. "You married me as a cover?" "Don't look so heartbroken, Alessia. You got what you wanted and I'll advise you to enjoy it while it lasts." He checked his watch. "My lawyer will be here soon. Say nothing to the cops or my mother. Nothing to anyone." "And if I do?" I challenged, anger rising through my shock. His eyes met mine, and I saw something I never had before—a killer's gaze. "Then you'll learn why people fear the Costello family." He hung up the phone and signaled the guard, done with me. --- The bar was crowded, full of people living normal lives, unburdened by the revelation that their entire marriage was a lie. "Another," I told the bartender, pushing my empty glass forward. "Lady, I think you've had enough," he replied in a concerned tone. "I'll decide when I've had enough," I snapped, then immediately felt ashamed. "I'm sorry, Bad day." I turned to tell this stranger to mind his own business but froze when I saw his face. Leonardo Costello ,even the blind could tell the Presence of the scary bastard. "You," I whispered. His smile was slow and predatory. "Me, and you're Matteo's pretty wife. Alessia, right?" I should have run, screamed or done anything other than accept the fresh drink he pushed toward me but I took it and drank everything with anger. I drank deeply, welcoming the burn. "Did you come to finish what your family started? Destroying my life?" He chuckled with a rich and dangerous sound. "You shouldn't get distracted by cocky moves Alessia, both of us have a lot in common and I believe we'll be great partners.” “Fuck you Leo!” I tried to stand so I'll get away from here but my legs wouldn't cooperate as the room tilted violently. "What did you—" I struggled to form the words. "What did you do to me?" Leo caught me as I began to fall, his grip firm on my waist. To anyone watching, we were just lovers leaving together. His lips brushed my ear as darkness crept into the edges of my vision.Alessia's Pov My head pounded like a bass drum when I finally came to reality. The silk sheets beneath me weren't mine, and the ceiling I stared at belonged to no room I recognized. I bolted upright and instantly regretted the sudden movement as nausea rolled through me. Memories from last night flooded back at the bar, Leo Costello, the drugged drink. My clothes had been changed; I was wearing an oversized men's shirt and nothing else. "Fuck," I whispered, scanning the room for an exit or a weapon, anything. "Good morning, detective." Leo stood in the doorway all dressed in a tailored charcoal suit, holding two cups of coffee. "Thought you might need this." I pulled the sheet up to my chin. "Where am I? What did you do to me?" "Relax." He set one cup on the nightstand beside me. "You're in my penthouse. And I didn't do anything you're imagining. My housekeeper changed you after you... got sick." "You drugged me," I accused. He shrugged with no flicker or remorse . "I needed
Alessia's Pov "Yes." The word left my lips like a death sentence. "I'll marry you." Leo's smile spread slowly across his face as victory gleamed in his eyes. "Smart choice Alessia, I've always known you're a genius.." Marco thrashed against his restraints and glared at me as if I've gone mad"Alessia, no! You can't do this!" I couldn't look at him nor bear to see the disappointment in his eyes so I turned to Leo. "Let him go first, that was the deal." Leo snapped his fingers, and one of his men cut Marco's bindings. Another produced a first aid kit and roughly bandaged his thigh. "Get him out of here," Leo ordered. "Drop him at the emergency room downtown." "You can still fight this," Marco said desperately as they dragged him toward the door. "Witness protection—" "Enough." Leo's voice was ice. "She's made her choice and consider yourself lucky to be walking out of here at all." The last thing I saw was Marco's anguished face before the elevator doors closed, taking away my f
Alessia's Pov The Costello estate sprawled across five acres of pristine Connecticut landscape— it was a modern fortress disguised as a luxury mansion. As the car pulled through wrought iron gates bearing the family crest, my stomach twisted into knots. "We're here, Ms. Costello," the driver announced and this is the last time anyone would call me by that name. Leo waited on the steps and changed into casual clothes that somehow made him look more dangerous—dark jeans and a black button-down with sleeves rolled to reveal muscular forearms. His smile when he saw me held genuine pleasure, as if I was arriving for a date rather than my own imprisonment. "Welcome home," he said, opening my door and offering his hand. I ignored it and climbed out on my own. "This isn't my home." "Not yet." He took my elbow anyway, guiding me inside. "But it will be." The interior was a study in old money and power—vaulted ceilings, marble floors, priceless art. A team of staff appeared, taking my b
The rest of dinner passed in a strained conversation. When it finally ended, I felt like I'd been holding my breath for hours."I need some air," I told Leo as the others dispersed.He hesitated. "I have some business to discuss with my father. Don't go far." I wandered until I found a stone bench near a small fountain, collapsing onto it with shaking legs. The cool night air helped clear my head as I processed everything I'd witnessed."Rough first night with the family?"I startled at the voice, turning to find a man watching me from the shadows. Tall, with sandy hair and an easy smile, he didn't look like the Costello security I'd seen earlier. He looked soft and nice. "Who are you?" I asked, still feeling tense as I didn't trust a soul to be here alone."Ryan." He stepped forward, hands in his pockets. "I work for the family. Security consultant."Something about him seemed different with the Costello operation—too casual, too approachable."I didn't know Leo allowed his staff t
Alessia's PovI stood at the window of my new office, staring at the city below. Just yesterday, I had been planning a future as Leo Moretti's wife. Today, everything has changed as I stared at the space before me "This isn't what we agreed on," I said without turning around, feeling Leo's presence behind me."Plans change, Alessia," he replied with that infuriating calm tone that made me want to scream. "Most people would kill for this opportunity."I spun around with my eyes flashing. "Let's call it what it really is—you want me to be your spy in the International Crime Department as your insurance policy? You're fucking insane."Leo approached my desk, that half-smile playing on his lips. "I need someone I can trust in that department. They've been investigating my operations for months.""And instead of going legitimate like you promised, you're planting me as your mole?" I laughed bitterly. "I thought I was going to be planning dinner parties, not becoming an accessory to your c
Alessia's Pov Glass shattered somewhere in the penthouse. I flinched as Leo shoved me behind him, drawing a gun from his jacket in one fluid motion."Stay down and stay quiet," he ordered with a voice barely audible above the chaos erupting around us.A burst of gunfire sent me ducking behind a sofa. Despite everything, Leo positioned himself between me and the door, his body a human shield."Isn't this ironic?" I hissed. "Protecting the woman who just ruined you?"Leo's eyes flashed in the dim light. "You didn't ruin me, Alessia. You just complicated things." He checked his weapon with practiced ease. "And despite what you think of me, I don't let people I care about die.""Since when do you care about anyone but yourself?" The words came out more bitter than I intended.A humorless smile crossed his face. "We'll discuss my many character flaws later—if we live through this."The door to the study burst open. One of Leo's security men stumbled in, clutching his bleeding shoulder. "T
Alessia's Pov He didn't answer me or spare me a glance as he was angry. "What happens now?" I asked, fear creeping through me as I thought of my mother who felt vulnerable and alone."Now," he answered from the doorway, "you pay for your betrayal."My breath hitched in fear as I twisted my hands nervously and waited for the worst to happen as long as it had nothing to do with my mother."Your mother is safe," he said finally. "She's being transferred to a private wing in my hospital as we speak. No one will find her there."Relief flooded through me that I nearly collapsed. "Thank you," I whispered."Don't thank me," Leo said coldly. "Not when your recklessness put her in danger in the first place." He moved further into the room, tossing his bloodied coat onto a chair. "Do you have any idea what you've done and the forces you've unleashed against me?""I was trying to free myself," I said, my voice small."Free yourself?" Leo laughed as the sound was harsh and without humor. " We fu
Chapter 9Alessia's Pov “Leo...” I whimper, arching my back, unable to suppress the pleasure I feel when he goes lower and takes a nipple in his mouth, all the while playing with my other breast. God. Oh, God. He sure knows how to put his mouth to good use. I wasn't supposed to feel this way, I'm supposed to push him away but if this is the punishment he wanted to give kefir messing up, I'd rather take this.“These beauties have been taunting me since the fucking night you entered my car. So fucking gorgeous,” he admires in a voice calculated and tranquil, low and guttural. If this is supposed to be wrong, why does it feel so right? Leo lifts my gown to my thighs and kisses a trail from my legs to my inner thighs. My breathing becomes uneven as I anticipate what is to come. He finally gets to where I need him the most and I nearly jump out of my skin at the sensation it ignites. “Fuck!” I cry out, my hips bucking in satisfaction. Leo adds two fingers to the mix, finger fucking me sl
(Alessia’s POV)“You act like you don’t want it,” he growled, his voice hoarse and desperate. “You pretend you’re not like the rest, but you’re just another tease in silk.”“I’ll scream,” I warned, heart pounding. “I’ll gut you.”He laughed, dark and broken. “Try.”And then he lunged.I barely had time to move. He caught me mid-turn, shoving me back until I hit the bed. His weight pinned me down, hands grabbing, fumbling.I thrashed, kicked, screamed bloody murder—but the room felt too far away from reality. My skin was on fire from the earlier drug, my body moving slower than my mind. I felt like I was swimming in cement.“Let go of me!” I shrieked.His hands were on my wrists now, forcing them above my head.“You don’t say no to me,” he spat. “Not tonight please.”He leaned down.His breath hit my face, sour and wild, and I swear I felt my soul leave my body.But just as his lips brushed my cheek—BANG.The door didn’t open. It exploded.And there, standing in the smoke, eyes darker
Leo's Pov I knew today was going to be shit the second I walked into the warehouse and half my men looked like they were about to start praying.Word spreads fast in this world, very fast especially when you’ve got a woman like Alessia doing things she wasn’t supposed to—like leaking footage of me to the goddamn press. One little leak, one blurred face, one inch of bare leg on camera and suddenly, every business partner I had was acting like I gave them herpes.My Meetings were pulled and Money paused. It was as if we were suddenly on a thin fuckin’ ice, and all because my lovely wife had a moment of rage and forgot she was married to the devil.Rico kept pacing behind me like a nervous rat, while I sat there staring at the same spreadsheet for the third time. Nothing was moving as there was no shipments, No intel or clear route for our next hand-off. “Boss,” Rico muttered, voice low, “Viktor’s here.”I didn’t move. Just tilted my head slightly.“Send the bastard in.”Viktor walked
Alessia’s POVThe next day was even worse especially at the fact I was supposed to be working but Leo won't say a word about it, I know I messed up but who wouldn't do what I did if they were in my shoes. Nina stood in the hallway with two glasses of champagne, she smiled at me and it was clear to know that it's fake. She arrived here yesterday and was already calling me names, flirting with Leo and acting like an angel again but she held the glass out to me like she came in peace.“I’ve been a total bitch,” she said with a fake little pout. “I’m sorry, it's just so weird to see someone else in the mansion aside from Leo and my mother.”I didn’t respond right away, I just stared at her, wondering if drinking anything from her hand was basically asking for a death wish but I was tired of the glares and the silent treatment I was putting myself through concreting more enemies wasn't an ideal thing to do, So I took the glass which was Stupid despite my subconscious mind was screaming a
Alessia’s POVI didn’t see Leo the entire morning, and honestly, I preferred it that way. After what happened last night and watching him hand over the key to Ricci like I was some idiot playing checkers with a king, I didn’t want to breathe the same damn air as him. I stayed locked in the guest room he assigned me to. Every small sound outside my door had me flinching like a scared mouse. Leo hadn’t touched me or yelled, he hadn’t punished me yet and that’s what made it worse. He was silent like a loaded gun you knew was about to go off.By noon, I was losing my mind. I stared at the cracked screen of my burner phone when a soft knock landed on the door that made me almost scream. My heart punched my ribs as I tiptoed to the door and cracked it open, half expecting Leo’s cold glare but it wasn’t him. It was a young girl in her twenties, she was definitely the same age as mine or maybe older. "Hi," she said sweetly. "You must be Alessia." I nodded at her as I stared in confusion
Leo's Pov I wasn’t stupid because one doesn't build an empire from blood and bullets by ignoring the twitch in your gut when something feels off.And Alessia? She was screaming off these days louder than a snitch in a confession booth.She thought she was slick, flashing that pretty little smile and batting those gorgeous eyes at me like I didn’t see the way her hands shook every time she touched me or I didn’t notice her jumping at every goddamn shadow and hiding things plus locking herself away like I was the monster under her bed.Cute.Real fucking cute."Keep an eye on her," I ordered Marco and Vito after breakfast, low and cold so she wouldn’t hear. "Don’t spook her, just tail her tight. I want to know where she goes next."Marco grunted before nodding. "You think she’s running boss?"I gave a cold and sharp smile while drinking the wine on the table. "I’m thinking she’s already halfway gone."And by noon, I had the answer I didn’t want.Vito’s voice crackled through the burner
Alessia's Pov I knew what I had to do to bring an end to all of this shit but my mother was on the line and any mistake of any kind would send her dead.Leo was dangerous when he was suspicious and right now, he was a hair-trigger away from tearing the city apart for me. If I didn’t move fast, my entire plan would crash and burn.I waited until after dinner and made sirte he was relaxed. I watched him quietly as one hand nursed a whiskey, the other flipping through a stack of intelligence reports. I waited until he let his guard down and he looked at me with that dangerous mix of protectiveness and desire that made my body betray me every time.I thought of the punishment he said I was going to give to him and even though it sounded so awkward and silly, I was ready to do it now, anything to distract Leo Ricci from finding out about my scheme qothmybex husband who was after my life.I slipped onto his lap without a word and his brows furrowed as he looked up, amused. "Starting troubl
Leo's PovI was reviewing the shipment ledgers in my office as my head was pounding from back-to-back meetings, when the faint sound of heels echoed down the marble hallway and it was no other than my wife, Alessia. I didn't need to look up to know it was her. I didn’t need to look at all to know something was wrong.The moment she walked in, everything in me snapped to attention. Her movements were way too careful, too fucking deliberate that she didn’t meet my gaze the way she usually did, didn't throw that smart mouth at me either. And when she did glance at me, her hand shot up awkwardly to her neck, like she was trying to hide something.I leaned back in my chair and jaw clenched in displeased. "Alessia," I said slowly. "Come here."She froze, then moved toward me, stiff as a damn soldier and I didn't miss the way the housekeeper, Greta, lingered around her, unusually tender and offering her a plate of food like she was nursing a wounded animal. Alessia barely looked at her and
Chapter 12“I will never do such a thing Matteo Ricci, are you insane?”The slap across my face sent me reeling backward and my vision blurred as pain radiated through my cheek. Marco's once-handsome face was contorted with rage, unrecognizable as the man I'd married."You ungrateful bitch," he spat, pacing the garden like a caged animal. "I worked my ass off with the devil himself to give you everything. The house, the cars, the jewelry—all of it! And how do you repay me? By cozying up to Leonardo fucking Moretti?"I touched my throbbing cheek, tears streaming down my face. "Marco, please—I didn't know—""Shut up!" He slammed his fist into the wall, leaving a crater in the plaster. "You think I don't know what's happening? The way you look at him? I fucking watch you on screen, I know everything that happening to when he's kissing you slut!""It's not what you think." My voice trembled as I tried to back away, but he grabbed my wrist, twisting until I cried out."I don't care what yo
I kept my expression neutral. "That's not unusual, he has legitimate business interests." I defended as usual."What's unusual," Chen continued, "is it that he was meeting with Anton Kruger, who, as you know, handles the financial affairs of several organizations we're investigating.""I wasn't aware of that particular meeting," I said carefully.Chen's eyes narrowed. "Weren't you? Because phone records show Moretti called you from the bank's lobby."I froze , regretting of not deleting calls records that might be tracjed. Leo had explicitly said I was married to him and the public musn’t find out about it, that's why I was here to cover up his shit. How long would I do something as risky as this?"He called to discuss matters concerning his company and his men who were recently brought in for questioning " I said. "He doesn't share his business activities with me.""Doesn't he?" Chen's voice was sharp as a blade. "Then what exactly is the nature of your... arrangement with him? Becau