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Chapter 72: Earn My Trust
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Forced To Be The Mafia King's Bride Chapter 179: Just Us Now
Anna's POVMira smiled politely, shaking her hand. "Thank you. It's nice to meet you."Before Vera could say more, Cesare cut in, clapping Dante on the shoulder."So. You brought your bodyguard and his girlfriend to your honeymoon?" He looked at Dante, eyebrows raised, grinning like he'd just made the joke of the century. "What kind of honeymoon is this, nephew?"Dante didn't miss a beat. "I need Bruno for security. And Mira is here to keep Gianna company while I attend to certain business."Cesare nodded slowly, his grin widening. "A true Deluca. Mafia business never rests, does it?"Vera's expression shifted immediately. She turned to Dante, disapproval clear in her voice. "Don, you're not going to leave your new bride alone to handle business, are you? You must spend time with her. Business can wait."Cesare waved her off. "Vera, you wouldn't understand. This is how it works. Besides, Don is a better man than I am. He'll make time."Dante pulled me closer against his side, his hand
Forced To Be The Mafia King's Bride Chapter 178: An Expensive Little Joke
Gianna's POVWe stepped into the house and I understood immediately why Dante had warned me. Everything was gold. The fixtures, the damn doorframes, even the frames on the wall all had a gold undertone. This was what happened when someone watched too many movies about kings and decided to make it their entire personality.Guards stood at every corner holding rifles like they were guarding a president.Cesare spread his arms wide. "Welcome to my kingdom."Dante muttered something under his breath that sounded like a curse.Cesare turned to me then, his entire face lighting up like I was the most fascinating thing he had seen all week. "And you, bella, what do you think? Impressive, no?"He swept his hand around like he was presenting a prize on a game show. "This is just the entrance. Wait until you see the rest."I opened my mouth to respond, but he was already turning back to Dante."Of course, for you, nephew, none of this is new. But it's been years since you've visited. I've made
Forced To Be The Mafia King's Bride Chapter 177: Welcome to My City
Gianna's POVMy heart wouldn't stop pounding. The sound of it filled my ears, drowning out everything else until all I could hear was that frantic rhythm beating against my ribs like it was trying to break free.I'd done what Dante told me. I'd pressed myself to the floor of that car with my cheek against the cold leather and listened to doors opening, shoes hitting pavement, the sound of men repositioning themselves around us like a chessboard.I sucked in a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves.But then the thought of Dante getting shot flashed in my mind. While I was just sitting here, hiding like a coward while he bled out on some random street in Monaco?I couldn't just sit there.I raised my head slowly, just enough to peek through the window. My hands were shaking.Dante was standing in the middle of the road, gun at his side, facing six men who looked like they'd walked out of some crime thriller.Dark suits, broad shoulders, hands resting near their waistbands where I knew w
Forced To Be The Mafia King's Bride Chapter 176: Protect her with my last breath
Dante's POVElio's eyes shifted to the rearview mirror. "I see them."Paolo already had his hand moving toward his side. In the second car behind us, I knew Bruno would have clocked them by now."Any idea who they are?""No." Elio's hand moved to his waistband. "This route was supposed to be clear."The SUVs were not hanging back anymore. They were closing in fast, weaving through cars."They've been on us for a while. Lose them. Step on it.""Right away, Don."Elio hit the gas and the Mercedes surged forward. We shot past a convertible, then a tourist bus. Elio cut left, then right, but the two SUVs matched every move. They took every turn we did, never falling back. They were not trying to hide it anymore.My mind ran through the list of enemies who could have tracked us here. Monaco was supposed to be quiet. Anyone coming after me here would have to be desperate or too stupid to care about the consequences.I reached across the seat, my hand finding Gianna's arm. She turned from th
Forced To Be The Mafia King's Bride Chapter 175: Honey Moon
Dante's POV The private jet began its descent into Nice with the kind of smooth approach money could buy. From there, we would drive to the villa just outside Monaco. I stared out the window at the tarmac below, the Mediterranean gleaming in the distance. The villa belonged to my uncle, and I had not been there in years. The last time I had set foot in that place, Esmeralda had been alive. We had spent two weeks there, just the three of us. Arielle had been nine, running through the gardens while Esme chased her, both of them laughing. The memory felt like it belonged to someone else now, like I was watching it happen to a different man. This was the first vacation I had taken since she died. The first time I had allowed myself to step away from the empire, from the constant weight of responsibility that came with running a criminal organization. And I was spending it with a wife who barely looked at me. The flight had been torture. Gianna sat across from me, looking as beau
Forced To Be The Mafia King's Bride Chapter 174: Giving This Marriage A Chance
Dante POV I found my daughter in the upstairs living room. She was sprawled across the sectional sofa, her face buried in a thick hardcover, legs kicked up over the armrest. Her hair fell in a curtain around her face. "Hey, principessa." She looked up, tucking a strand behind her ear. "Hi, Dad." I walked over and tapped her shin. "Scoot over." She rolled her eyes but pulled her legs down, making room. I sat beside her, and she immediately stretched her legs back out, her feet landing in my lap. "What are you reading?" She held up the book without looking away from the page. "A mystery novel. A detective in Victorian London." I caught sight of the cover. A woman in a low-cut dress leaned against a man in a top hat, their faces inches apart in the fog. The Scarlet Letter Murders. I grabbed the book from her hands. "Hey!" She sat up, reaching for it. I flipped through a few pages. My eyes landed on a passage. His mouth found the hollow of her throat as his fingers worked the l
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