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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINE: SECOND LIFE
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2026-09-17 00:08:22
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Forced bride of mafia king CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINE: SECOND LIFE
Dante's POVThe monitor is flatlining and all I see is red."LENA!"I shove past the two nurses in the doorway. One of them tries to grab my arm. "Mr. Moretti, you cannot….""Get off me!" I get to the bed and my knees almost buckle.Her lifeless body stares back at me. Her skin is paper-white against the white sheets, and her lips are parted. The white dress is gone, she's in a hospital gown now, and there are tubes everywhere. In her nose. In her arm. The monitor over her bed reads zero. A long, flat, horrible line.Beep....No. No beep. Just that one long sound."She's gone?" I hear myself say.One of the doctors puts a hand on my shoulder. "Mr. Moretti, we did everything we could. She lost too much blood. Her heart….""Don't fucking touch me," I snap, shaking him off. I rush forward and grab her cold hand. I rub it between both of mine. Hard, like I can warm it back up. Like I can force life back into her."Lena? Baby, come on," I whisper, and I don't care who hears me. "Lena, wake
Forced bride of mafia king CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHT: DEATH
Dante’s POVI stare at her lifeless body, as she dies in my arms. “Lena?” I shake her. “Lena, hey. Hey, look at me.”Her eyes continue closing. I shake her again, but her head is lolling back against my arm.“No. No no no. You stay with me,” I say. “Tesoro, you stay awake for me, okay? You hear me?”She doesn’t answer. Her lips part like she wants to, but nothing comes out.Her blood continues soaking my hands. She was shot three times in her back.“Lena, I’m sorry,” I whisper into her hair. Holding her so tight I’m scared I’m hurting her more. “I’m sorry for all of it. For the lies, for not telling you about Diego, for bringing you into this fucking life. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry….”Nothing. She’s still.“Baby, listen to me,” I try again. “You want a family? You want kids? We’ll do it. We’ll start right now. We can even get a dog you can spoil. All you have to do is wake up. Just open your eyes, Lena. Please.”Her hand that was on my face slips and falls to her side.And for a seco
Forced bride of mafia king CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVEN:
Lena’s POVThe gun is cold against my temple. I can feel Kovacs’ pulse through the arm locked around my chest. “Last chance, Moretti,” Kovacs says, his breath hot against my ear. “Kneel and put the gun down or I blow her head off and you get to spend the rest of your life knowing you watched it happen.”The church is dead silent. The only sound is the sound of my own heartbeat in my ears.Dante hasn’t moved an inch,His dark eyes remain on mine. I can see it in the way his jaw is ticking. The way his fingers are twitching on the gun in his hand.*Don’t,* I beg him with my eyes. *Please don’t. I’d rather..I’d rather die than watch you do that.*He sees it. I know he does. Because something breaks in his face.“Fine,” Dante says. And then he moves. Slowly, he lowers his gun to the floor. The metal clinks against marble.I wince. “Dante, no….”“Shut up,” Kovacs snaps at me. He presses the gun harder into my skin. “Tell them, Moretti.”Dante doesn’t look away from me. “Ricardo. Drop it
Forced bride of mafia king CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIX
Lena’s POV* Kovacs’ hand is clamped around my wrist like a vice as he drags me up the steps to the altar. “Let go of me!” I yell. My voice bounces off the stone and comes back at me. “You said I could choose! You fucking lied to me!” He doesn’t even flinch, im his perfect suit. “You’re being dramatic,” he says, quietly, “This is our wedding day, Lena. Try to look happy.” “This is a kidnapping!” I dig my heels into the marble. The white dress he picked out is dragging behind me. When we finally reach the altar, I notice the priest, his hands shaking. He looks eighty and terrified. Waiting for someone. My chest kicks. I can’t believe this is actually happening. God please I need your help. “Please,” I beg, and I hate the way my voice breaks. “Kovacs, don’t do this. You don’t want this.” He stops at the bottom of the altar and turns to me. His eyes look nothing like the man who gave me comfort when I needed it the most. “My darling that’s where you're mistaken,”
Forced bride of mafia king CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIVE: THE HUNT
Dante’s POV The car feels so suffocating as I wait outside the Volkov mansion. It sits behind black iron gates like it’s daring me to come closer. I’ve been here for the past three days, and Kovacs hasn’t arrived once. Me, Ricardo, and six of my best men tucked into two black SUVs across the street. “Boss,” Ricardo says from the passenger seat. He’s been saying my name like that for the last hour. Like I might bite. I don’t look at him. “What.” “We’ve been here since Tuesday.” He gestures at the mansion with his chin. “No movement. No Kovacs. No Lena. The staff comes and goes, but that’s it.” “So?” “So I don’t think he’s here.” I finally turn. “And?” “And I think we’re wasting our time.” The word lands wrong. “Wasting our time,” I repeat, giving him room to rephrase that. Ricardo exhales. “Boss, I’m not saying we stop looking. I’m saying maybe he didn’t take her. Maybe she went somewhere else.” I laugh once. “Lena has nowhere else to go.” “You don’t know
Forced bride of mafia king CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FOUR: WEDDING PLAN
Lena’s POV*The doors slam behind me and I’m still screaming. “Let me go! You said I could choose! You said…”Two of Kovacs’ men have me by both arms. Holding me so tight it almost leaves a bruise. The penthouse feels so cold, as I’m dragged across the entryway, heels scraping, and that’s when I see Ivan seated on the couch.He’s sprawled on the leather couch in sweats, watching some sports game with the sound off. A beer in one hand. He sits up the second he sees me.“Oh,” he says. Then, “Ohhh.” He sets the beer down and stands, crossing the room in two steps. His eyes flick from my face to the men holding me and to Kovacs, who just walked in behind us.Ivan grins. “So she didn’t respond well to the ring, huh?”“Shut up,” Kovacs snaps.The word cracks through the room. Ivan actually flinches.Kovacs shrugs out of his jacket and tosses it over a chair. When he turns back to me, his face is different. The soft lines are gone.
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