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GIOVANNI: A FORBIDDEN MAFIA ROMANCE CHAPTER 45
CHAPTER 45- Giovanni’s POVThe silence after she left was worse than any gunshot.The echo of the door closing lingered, but it wasn’t that sound that hollowed out my chest. It was her face. That flicker of hurt when my words landed. She tried to mask it with pride, but I saw it, her lips parting, her eyes widening before she slammed them shut against me.That flash branded itself into my mind.I sat on the edge of the bed, still clothed, jaw clenched so tight it ached. My gun lay heavy on the nightstand, mocking me with its certainty. Metal was simple. Clean. You pull the trigger, and you own the ending. But her? She was a war I couldn’t end.Dio. What the fuck had I just done?Part of me wanted to storm into that hallway, drag her back by the wrist, and throw her into this bed where she belonged. Tear the sheets off her trembling body and remind her she was mine. Another part, the one that had ruled me all my life, kept me rooted. Pride. Control. If I bent to her, I’d lose everythin
GIOVANNI: A FORBIDDEN MAFIA ROMANCE CHAPTER 44
CHAPTER 44- Mirabella’s POV The door slammed behind me, and the echo rang in my ears long after. I clutched the sheets tighter against my body, the fabric twisted and awkward, clinging to me in a mockery of dignity. The gown I had walked into his room with lay abandoned on the floor, crumpled and forgotten like it never mattered. Like I never mattered.His words wouldn’t leave me. They pierced through every step I took down that endless hallway.Get the fuck out of my room, Mirabella.Not wife. Not kitten. Not even my name softened by his accent the way he sometimes let it roll. No, he spit out like venom, sharp enough to slice through my chest.His room. His house. Everything was his. The bed. The vows. Even the air in my lungs felt borrowed.The house was too quiet. Not the kind of quiet that soothes, but the suffocating kind, where every sound is magnified. My bare feet padded against the marble floors, and for a moment I thought I might collapse right there in the hall
GIOVANNI: A FORBIDDEN MAFIA ROMANCE Chapter 43
CHAPTER 43- Giovanni’s POV The night lingered in fragments across my mind, jagged pieces of memory that refused to settle. The vows. The weight of her trembling hand when it slid into mine before God and everyone who mattered. And the kiss. Dio, the kiss. She had leaned into it because she had no choice, but for one single second, one heartbeat—her mouth softened. Enough for the entire room to believe we were carved from the same stone, husband and wife as the Mafia demanded.The crowd had roared, their applause a veil over the truth only I carried. Because beneath the beauty of her promise, I still heard the echo of a different vow she had made to me, voice steady, eyes cold. ‘You’ll never have my heart, Giovanni.’That, too, was a vow. One she thought would shield her.I drank deep from my glass, the whiskey warming but unable to burn out the hunger she stirred in me. I wanted her gown pooled on the floor, her mouth raw from my kiss, her body learning the rhythm of belong
GIOVANNI: A FORBIDDEN MAFIA ROMANCE CHAPTER 42
CHAPTER 42-Mirabella’s POV The silence pressed against me, the kind that weighs like a blanket. I could still hear the faint hum of activity on the other side of the door—muffled voices, hurried steps in the hallway, the clink of glasses. But here, in this bridal suite, it was just me. The mirrors, the lace, the scent of white roses that felt both suffocating and intoxicating.I stared at myself. The gown was everything Chastity insisted on—long, fitted, its bodice jeweled with pearls that shimmered even when I breathed. The veil lay behind me, untouched, waiting for the moment. My hair swept up, my lips painted the softest shade of rose. Perfect. Almost too perfect.My hands trembled against the silk. I curled them into fists. Not because I didn’t want this—that wasn’t the truth I was running from. It was because I knew what it meant to be standing here, dressed as Giovanni’s bride. He didn’t love the way ordinary men did. Giovanni Moretti consumed. Everything he touc
GIOVANNI: A FORBIDDEN MAFIA ROMANCE CHAPTER 41
CHAPTER 41- Giovanni’s POV It was a little past 1 a.m. and I heard pacing outside my office. From the lightness and caution in the steps, I knew it was Mirabella. Why the fuck was she still awake. My men were trained to move like ghosts, but she was no soldier, she was restless.“We’re gonna have a problem if you keep lurking around my office like that,” I said, loud enough for her to hear me. Her pacing stopped instantly, and then the soft click of the door filled the silence as she entered.“Hi,” she said, as she slowly walked in. She wore red silk pyjamas. My cock hardened painfully as my eyes roamed the length of her body. She looked like a damn seductress. This woman didn’t even have to do much to get me wound up tight. Like she was created for the sole purpose of testing my control.I grunted in response. Words were dangerous right now. I didn’t trust my mouth not to say something that would send her running for the hills. I needed her name on that contract more than
GIOVANNI: A FORBIDDEN MAFIA ROMANCE CHAPTER 40
CHAPTER 40- Mirabella’s POV Chastity came into the guestroom with her usual grace, balancing a silver tray with a porcelain teapot and two cups. I hadn’t expected her, but the scent of chamomile drifted through the air before she even set it down. Giovanni hadn’t stepped out of the study since he and his minions walked in. “Giovanni asked that you spend the night here,” she said softly, her eyes kind, her tone leaving no room for argument. “He doesn’t want you going back this late. And frankly, neither do I.”The way she said it, like it wasn’t just about orders but about caring, made something tug inside me. She adjusted the pillow behind me before sitting on the edge of the bed, close enough that I could feel the warmth of her presence.“You don’t need to be so strong all the time, cara,” she murmured, brushing a strand of hair from my face like a mother might. No one had touched me like that in years. My mother hadn’t been that kind of woman, she loved me but papa dict
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