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Chapter 144

Author: Ngozi Mego
last update publish date: 2026-07-06 23:56:18

Matvei.

“It’s the Ndrangheta,” I said, my knuckles white against the steering wheel. “They are getting bold. They think because I’m mourning, I’m weak. They think the fire burned out my eyes.”

“They are using our own logistics partners to map our movements,” Geal muttered, looking out the dark window. “If they know where we meet, they know where we sleep, Matvei. This goes deep. We need to find

out how long that wire has been live.”

“We will,” I snapped. “The old man stutters in the morning, an
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  • HER INSECURITY, MY TEMPTATION--MAFIA    Chapter 145

    Araceli.The heavy leather of the punching bag groaned as my fists collided with it in full force. One after the other. Fast. Ruthless. Every single punch forced a ragged grunt out of my chest.Not far beside me, Vladimir sat in his baby stroller. He wasn't crying. Instead, his tiny feet kicked with excitement, and he cooed softly, watching my frantic movements with pure joy in his bright green eyes.I didn't stop. I kept throwing blows, my knuckles burning under the tight hand wraps. My mind was still spiraling out of control from what Kira had told me last night. I hadn't slept a wink. Every time I tried to close my eyes, Matvei’s face appeared in my dreams. My hatred for him had reached an entirely new level. Waking up this morning, the rage was still a thick, suffocating knot in my throat. By the time evening rolled around, I had no choice but to pour every ounce of my frustration and anger into the leather bag.Over the past few months, Kira had trained me fiercely. After giving

  • HER INSECURITY, MY TEMPTATION--MAFIA    Chapter 144

    Matvei.“It’s the Ndrangheta,” I said, my knuckles white against the steering wheel. “They are getting bold. They think because I’m mourning, I’m weak. They think the fire burned out my eyes.”“They are using our own logistics partners to map our movements,” Geal muttered, looking out the dark window. “If they know where we meet, they know where we sleep, Matvei. This goes deep. We need to findout how long that wire has been live.”“We will,” I snapped. “The old man stutters in the morning, and the Japanese sprout wires in the afternoon. It’s too much noise for a single day. Someone is pushing all their chips into the center of the table.”We pulled into the mansion courtyard, the gravel flying beneath the brakes. I didn't even turn off the engine before throwing the door open. I walked straight down to the warehouse basement, the cold air hitting my face as we descended the concrete steps.Kira was already down there, her jacket tossed onto a crate, her sleeves rolled up to her elbo

  • HER INSECURITY, MY TEMPTATION--MAFIA    Chapter 143

    Araceli.She went silent for a second. A distinct flicker of hesitation crossed her features before she finally forced the name out. “Grace Moretti.”“What?” I exclaimed. “How dare he?”I growled the words, the anger vibrating at the very edge of my voice. Suddenly, Vladimir burst into a bright, playful round of laughter. I glanced down at him with a volatile mixture of hurt, confusion, and wonder. Kira, on the other hand, had a look of clear amusement on her face. It was obvious she loved the dark, unpredictable character Vladimir was already developing.“Araceli, I think you need to calm down,” Kira explained, her voice dropping to a low murmur. “I only overheard it from the other guards after I dropped off my reports. One of them said the Morettis scampered out of the house like rats when Don Matvei came back home today. So, I’m not entirely sure of it.”My chest was already slamming hard against my ribs. The mere thought of him going back to the girl who had always wanted him made

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    Araceli.The cold porcelain of the sink was the only thing keeping me grounded.Vladimir kept smacking his wet lips together, kicking his small legs straight up into the air. He was a ball of pure energy, entirely unaware of the storm raging outside this safehouse. Looking down at him, his tiny, playful habits made the tight, frozen knot in my chest soften just a fraction. I pulled his small, warm body tighter against my ribs, inhaling the clean, sweet scent of his skin. He was the only piece of peace I had left in this world.“Ouch!”I yelped, flinching as a sharp sting shot through my chest. I pulled Vladimir back, staring down at him with my jaw dropped in utter disbelief. The little monster had reached out and tightly pinched my nipple with his tiny, surprisingly strong fingers.He didn't cry. He didn't even look startled. He just stared right back up at me, a slow, completely mischievous smile spreading across his little pink lips.“You knew exactly what you did, you mischievous b

  • HER INSECURITY, MY TEMPTATION--MAFIA    Chapter 141

    Matvei.“Ah... here comes the king of the day,” my father said, spreading his arms wide like we were best fucking friends.I gave him a weird, disgusted look. Then I turned my eyes toward the Morettis. They looked way too happy to see me, grinning like idiots.“I don’t remember calling a fucking meeting,” I said, my voice firm. My father dropped his arms and stood up, smoothing his jacket. “Rumors are going around that you plan to stay single. That you won't bear an heir for the Orlov clan. You know I don’t like it when our family name gets tainted, Matvei. So I called the Morettis over to renew the agreement we had before.”I let out a harsh scoff. “With whose fucking permission?”The smiles vanished instantly. Fear washed right over the Morettis' faces. Grace stood up anyway, clutching a piece of paper in her trembling hands.“This is the agreement right here, Matvei,” she said. The bitch actually had the nerve to say that shit to my face. “I don’t want a big wedding. Just go ahead

  • HER INSECURITY, MY TEMPTATION--MAFIA    Chapter 140

    Matvei.A year later.The midday sun was fucking brutal, beating down on this overgrown piece-of-shit clearing. The air smelled like hot dirt and dying weeds. I kicked a sharp stone out of my way, watching it bounce through the dry grass and smack against the bottom of her headstone. Sweat was dripping down my face, prickling my skin like a thousand goddamn needles, but the heat outside didn't mean shit compared to the fire burning in my gut.I looked down at the flowers in my hand. I dropped them onto the dirt right in front of the stone.“I don’t think I ever bought you flowers when you were alive, Araceli,” I muttered, my voice sounding like gravel. A sharp, ugly laugh ripped out of my throat, hollow as hell. “Pathetic of me. I’m so sorry for that, love.”I let my heavy body drop right onto the hard ground, sitting close to the stone. I took another deep, pissed-off breath, trying to stop the shaking in my chest. My fingers balled into a fist, digging hard into my sternum.“A whole

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