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CHAPTER 27: THE WOMAN IN THE DARK

Author: Jay Daphoenix
last update publish date: 2025-11-28 18:17:30

In the old farming district of northern Sicily, there were some serious activities going on in a warehouse hidden behind an abandoned vineyard. And at the center of it all was none other than Gianna Vitale…the crime godmother of Sicily.

She was walking in slow circles around a tied up boy that seemed no older than nineteen. He was kneeling with his hands tied behind him and his shirt torn open, while struggling to breathe properly due to his panic.

One of Gianna's men had worked him over for t
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  • MAFIA BRIDE   CHAPTER 67: THE EMPTY CHAIR

    Isabella did not remember walking down the stairs.One moment she was at the window with her palm flat against the cold glass, and the next she was in the grand hall with her heavy belly leading the way. Sofia ran behind her, begging her to slow down. The guards by the door were pale and silent, and none of them would meet her eyes."Riccardo," she said, her voice shaking as she crossed the marble floor. "Tell me exactly what you saw."Riccardo stood at the foot of the staircase with his bloodstained sleeves hanging at his sides. His face was gray and wet, and he pressed the back of his hand to his mouth like a man trying not to be sick. "The warehouse is gone, Isabella," he said, his voice thick. "The whole building came down. Nobody walked out of it.""Did you see his body?""There is no body to see!" Riccardo cried, flinging out his arm. "It's a pile of burning steel!"The words hit her so hard that she stepped back and grabbed the banister. For a long second the hall swam in front

  • MAFIA BRIDE   CHAPTER 66: RADIO SILENCE

    The static had been going for forty minutes, and Isabella could no longer stand it. She was in the war room on the second floor with one hand pressed against her swollen belly, and staring at the black radio on Luca's desk. Every few seconds it hissed and crackled like a dying animal, but no voices came out of it. No Marco Gentile, no Paulo, and no Luca."Come on," she whispered, leaning toward the radio with her fingers gripping the edge of the desk. "Say something. Anything."The radio only hissed back at her.She stood up too fast, and the baby kicked hard against her ribs. She gasped and held the desk until the dizziness passed, then she began to pace, slowly, from the window to the door and back again like a caged woman with nothing left to do but wear down the floor.The mansion was too quiet. Most of Luca's guards had gone with him tonight, and the few who remained stood outside in the dark garden, too far away to hear her breathing. The huge house felt like a tomb, and every c

  • MAFIA BRIDE   CHAPTER 65: GARRISON AVENUE

    The Bronx was quiet at two in the morning, and Luca Moretti did not like it. He stood in the mouth of the alley with his back against the cold brick wall, looking at the warehouse across Garrison Avenue. It was a long gray building with a rusted roof and one yellow light above the loading door. There were no guards, no dogs, and no cars outside."It's empty," Paulo Ricci whispered beside him, checking the clip in his gun with quick, nervous fingers. "I'm telling you, boss, Vazquez ran.""Vazquez doesn't run," Luca said, his eyes never leaving the building. "He's been robbing my docks for six months. A man like that doesn't leave forty million dollars of cargo and just walks away."Paulo swallowed and glanced at the empty street. "Maybe he got careless.""Careless men leave a mess, Paulo." Luca's jaw tightened. "This place is clean, and clean is what a trap looks like."The radio in his ear crackled, and Marco Gentile's calm voice came through from the van two streets away. "Don Luca,

  • MAFIA BRIDE   Chapter 64: A Different Kind of Weapon

    The footsteps stopped just past the door and didn't move again.Isabella held Sofia's eyes and pressed a finger lightly to her own lips. Sofia nodded and reached for the towels again, hands shaking but moving, giving the room something ordinary to look at if the door opened.It didn't open. A minute passed, long enough for Isabella's pulse to settle, and then the footsteps continued on, still unhurried, fading toward the far end of the hall.She let out a slow breath and turned back to Sofia, and in the space of that minute something in her had already finished deciding what came next."Listen to me," she said, quiet and fast now. "I'm not going to tell Luca anything about this tonight, okay."Sofia was still too shocked to believe her. "But I thought…""If I tell him now, what's going to happen? He'll pull you out, hand you to security, and Dante will find out within a day that his source has gone quiet. If I know him as much as I think I do, he'll adjust. Find another way in. Maybe

  • MAFIA BRIDE   Chapter 63: What Sofia Knows.

    Isabella waited until the house had gone properly quiet, the kind of quiet where even Rosa had stopped moving around in the kitchen, before she finally decided to go looking for Sofia.She found her in the small laundry room off the east wing, folding towels she didn't need to fold at that hour, which hinted at a busywork people did when they wanted an excuse to be somewhere and nowhere at the same time. Sofia looked up when the door opened and instantly went still, all the muscles locked and waiting to see which way this would break."Don't stop," Isabella said. "I just want to talk."Sofia's hands kept moving, but slower now, folding the same towel twice and unfolding it again.Isabella pulled a stool over from the corner and sat down across from her, close enough that there was nowhere for either of them to look except at each other. She didn't say the word spy. She had decided that on the way down the hall, that the word itself would slam a door shut, and she needed this one to st

  • MAFIA BRIDE   Chapter 62: Empty House.

    The house felt different by mid-afternoon. Smaller sounds travelled further now that half the usual noise was gone…no radios in the security office, no low murmur of men passing each other in the halls, and no engines idling out front while somebody waited on someone else.She used the silence to move through the house properly for the first time in weeks. Not wandering, not the aimless drifting she usually did when she wanted to look harmless. This time she walked with purpose, taking mental note of who was actually still on the grounds and where.Two guards at the east gate. One at the garage. Marco somewhere near the front hall, probably still standing where she'd left him that morning. Rosa in the kitchen. The rest of the staff thinned out to a skeleton crew, most of them given the evening off once word went around that the house would be running lean.She passed the east stairwell twice, once going up and once coming back down, and both times the same two guards nodded at her wit

  • MAFIA BRIDE   CHAPTER 37: WHEN THE KING FALLS

    Riccardo rushed in first when they arrived back at the mansion.Luca followed…slowly.A little too slowly.The strong and confident stride that defined him was gone, and his usual aura of dominance suddenly looked like a candle that was struggling to stay lit. Blood was still slowly flowing from hi

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  • MAFIA BRIDE   Chapter 28: Home Not Sweet Home

    Luca had booked out the entire aircraft, making every other seat empty except for the two of them… and the men stationed discreetly behind the cockpit door.Isabella sat with her arms crossed, carrying a large frown on her face. She hadn’t spoken to him in over twenty minutes.Luca, who had been wa

    last updateLast Updated : 2026-03-25
  • MAFIA BRIDE   Chapter 22: Damage Control.

    The hotel room door clicked shut behind Isabella, locking out the hallway noise and the memory of the police station with it. She didn’t waste any time in kicking her heels aside, taking off her clothes, and heading straight into the bathroom. She needed water and silence, and she needed a moment w

    last updateLast Updated : 2026-03-22
  • MAFIA BRIDE   Chapter 12: Plotting and Scheming.

    Dante Romano was in his office, casually sipping red wine with a rare smile on his lips. The cigar he had just finished lay in a silver ash tray in front of him, letting out small wisps of smoke.Lucho Vestari, one of his most trusted enforcers, was standing on the other side of the office, watchin

    last updateLast Updated : 2026-03-19
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