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She's Mine

Author: Austino Gina
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-30 16:17:57

Lorenzo

I think I was about to murder someone and that someone is my right-hand man, Matteo. The fucker has been giving me shit about in love since we left the mansion.

“Just fucking shut up,” I groaned as we stepped out of the car to walk into the club.

Matteo chuckled, clearly enjoying himself. "Come on, just admit it. You love her. I saw the way you looked at her back there. I never thought I’d see the day Lorenzo Gonzalez would be in love.”

I shot him a glare. “I have no idea what you’re talking about. I. Am. Not. In. Love.” Men like me don’t fall in love. I’m not wired that way.

“Not that I blame you,” he continued, his tone casual, but the words grated. “I mean, have you seen her? Those curves…”

Before I even realized what I was doing, I had Matteo by the collar, slamming him against the car. My vision went red, and I could barely hear my own voice as I growled, “If you ever talk about my wife like that again, or so much as look at her, I’ll cut off your balls and feed them to y
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  • Forced To Marry The King Of Mafia   A Bully

    As we sat in the restaurant, I watched Principessa try not to act nervous. She was shaking her legs under the table, her fingers tapping lightly against her glass.I reached beneath the table and placed a firm hand on her thigh, stilling her movements. “Relax.”She looked up at me, startled, then let out a small, nervous laugh. “Sorry,” she murmured, offering me a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes.I studied her for a moment. “What’s wrong?”“Nothing,” she said quickly. Then, after a beat, she exhaled and admitted, “I’ve never been in a restaurant this fancy before. And people keep glancing at me.”I followed her gaze, noticing how some of the patrons stole quick looks in her direction before averting their eyes. My hand tightened slightly on her thigh.“There’s nothing to be nervous about,” I told her, my voice low and even. “Everyone in here knows exactly who I am. None of them would dare disrespect you because you’re my wife.”She nodded and reached for her glass of water, tak

  • Forced To Marry The King Of Mafia   You're My Wife

    Spending the rest of the day with my mom was exactly what I needed.Elena and I kept her company, chatting about random things while we cooked together. It felt normal—like the nights before John had ruined everything before my mom had to walk on eggshells in her own home. And even though she still refused to come stay with me, seeing her smile again made it worth it.By the time I dropped Elena off at her apartment, the sun had already dipped below the horizon.“Call me when you get home,” Elena said as she stepped into her apartment building.“I will,” I promised.I was just turning to head back when two sleek black cars pulled up beside mine.I stopped mid-step, heart stuttering for a moment.The back door of the first car opened and out stepped Lorenzo.Still dressed in the same dark suit he’d worn to work that morning, he looked as immaculate as ever—like he hadn’t spent the entire day handling whatever business the Mafia King handled. Not a wrinkle on his jacket, not a single st

  • Forced To Marry The King Of Mafia   Unexpected

    I froze, my milkshake forgotten, as Elena casually dropped the bombshell.“What did you just say?”"Rumor has it John is on the run," she repeated.My stomach twisted. I set my drink down carefully, my fingers tightening around the cup. "Are you sure?"Elena nodded, her expression serious. "I heard that he hasn’t been seen in the last twenty-four hours. Lorenzo’s men are looking for him. Maybe he stole from him again and decided to skip town."A sharp exhale left my lips as I processed her words. Deep down, I prayed it was true. Maybe, just maybe, this time he’d stay gone for good. Maybe, without him around, I could finally find a way to help my mother.After brunch, we hit the shops. At first, I had every intention of shopping just to spite Lorenzo, to take full advantage of the unlimited card he’d given me and piss him off. But after hearing about John’s disappearance, my heart wasn’t in it. Instead, I bought only a few things for myself, but I made sure to pick out clothes for my m

  • Forced To Marry The King Of Mafia   Be Careful

    After Lorenzo left for work, I decided to use the new phone that he got he last night and called Elena, I would have loved to speak to mom, but John already seized her phone. I will go see her later.Elena picked up after two rings, her voice laced with confusion. "Hello?"I grinned. "Hey, Elena."There was a beat of silence before she practically shrieked in my ear. “Oh my God, Lucia! Whose number is this? Are you alright? Do you need me to come get you? Where are you?” she sounded so worried it made my heart ache. She was getting sick with worry about me and I was here having illicit thoughts about Lorenzo.I laughed. “I’m okay, Elena.”“This isn’t your number,” she still sounded confused.“Yeah, Lorenzo got me a new phone last night."“Oh, I see.” She exhaled, and when she spoke again, her voice was softer. "How are you, Lu? Really? Are you sure, you’re alright?"“I’m fine Elena, you need not worry.”She sighed. "You sure? I’ve been worried about you."“Yes I am. When do you get of

  • Forced To Marry The King Of Mafia   Whatever You Want

    I stormed out of Lorenzo’s bedroom, my heart hammering against my ribs. I couldn’t stand the way his gaze seemed to pierce into my very soul, stripping me bare. He was wrong. There was no way I cared for him. I still hated him and that hadn’t changed.Needing a distraction, I headed to the library, determined to lose myself in a book. My fingers trailed over the spines until I settled on a book on the second world war. It wasn’t the type of book I would usually go for, but Lorenzo’s collection was as dark and intense as the man himself—history, philosophy, and war.Hours slipped by unnoticed, the afternoon sun casting golden light through the tall windows. My stomach grumbled, reminding me I hadn’t eaten since breakfast. With a sigh, I closed the book and made my way to the kitchen.Maria was there, assembling sandwiches with her usual warm smile. “I was just about to bring these up to you,” she said, holding up a tray. “With some freshly squeezed orange juice.”I returned her smile.

  • Forced To Marry The King Of Mafia   Do You Care?

    I was a little shocked that Lorenzo had gone to the trouble of saving the women and children. It wasn’t what I expected from a man like him and I couldn’t help being surprised.He must have noticed the surprise on my face."You seem surprised," he murmured, his voice low and unreadable. "What? You thought I’d let innocent women and children be sold like cattle?"I hesitated, my fingers stilling for a moment. The truth was, I had no idea what to think. I’d seen the cold, ruthless man he was capable of being. The one who killed without hesitation. The one who forced me into marriage.When I didn’t answer, he exhaled sharply. "I might be a monster, Principessa, but not that kind. Women and children are off-limits. Always." His voice was firm, unwavering. "And I don’t allow that kind of filth in my territory either.”Something inside me shifted. I wasn’t sure why, but I believed him. Maybe it was the conviction in his voice, or the way his expression hardened with something close to disgus

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