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102. Crossing limits of cruelty
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Thirty hours... it has been thirty hours since I last had a bite. The hunger was burning in my stomach, but what was worse was the thirst. My tongue felt like sandpaper, and my head pounded as if someone were hammering it from the inside. At one point, when I couldn't hold it anymore, I went to the bathroom and took a few sips to keep my baby alive. Marco knows the condition of my baby. He knows that I need not only meals but also the medicines for my baby to live, and he is still doing this. I don't have any purpose to live anymore. With Nikolai gone, I would have gladly given my life too, but in all this, my baby is suffering. It has nothing to do with betrayal, power, or position. I have spent the entire day lying lifeless on the bed, staring at the ceiling as if it held answers. Tears dribbled down the sides of my eyes, dampening the pillow. The only sound that could be heard in the room was the soft ticking of the antique clock on the wall. My stomach groaned again, but I d
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"Princess, where are you?"My eyes shot open, and my body froze when his deep, velvety voice sliced through the heavy silence. No. No, no, no. My heart throbbed in my ears, and my breath became uneven as I pressed harder into the locker, silently praying for it to crack and melt me inside. I should have run or screamed for help, but my body didn't cooperate. I stopped breathing. Maybe if I stayed still enough, he would go back, thinking I was not here.But the next moment, my eyes widened when I heard a click as the door shut closed. He knows... He knows that I am here. He was just pretending to search for me. My stomach clenched, and thick beads of sweat burst on my entire body. I was with him. Alone. What if he attacked me again? No! He won’t. I need to stay strong. I have to fight him. I have to take a stand for myself.I swallowed down the fear, curling my trembling hands into fists. The way he took slow and deliberate steps toward me felt like he was purposely playing with
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"I am engaged," I announced. Silence. Pin-drop silence. The air surrounding me became suffocating and dark. My throat went dry as I watched him put my costume back in place and slowly turn around to face me. My eyes widened, and my body pressed against the wall even more when I saw that terrifying beast unleashed in his eyes. The cold wall bit into my spine, but I barely felt it over the suffocating heat radiating from his body. The muscles in his neck flexed when he tightened his jaw. His fists clenched to his sides, fingers curling so tightly that his knuckles turned white. His emerald-green eyes no longer held amusement; they were now bloodshot red with rage. He rotated his neck anticlockwise, a gesture he often used to control his anger. My stomach twisted. I knew I had provoked the Devil himself. Lub, dub.Lub, dub.Lub, dub. My heart thudded violently with every step Nikolai took toward me. I shivered as chills ran down my spine. This was a mistake. I shoul
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Mafia's Rebellious Bride: His Forbidden Obsession 103. Feeding the fire
Thirty hours... it has been thirty hours since I last had a bite. The hunger was burning in my stomach, but what was worse was the thirst. My tongue felt like sandpaper, and my head pounded as if someone were hammering it from the inside. At one point, when I couldn't hold it anymore, I went to the bathroom and took a few sips to keep my baby alive. Marco knows the condition of my baby. He knows that I need not only meals but also the medicines for my baby to live, and he is still doing this. I don't have any purpose to live anymore. With Nikolai gone, I would have gladly given my life too, but in all this, my baby is suffering. It has nothing to do with betrayal, power, or position. I have spent the entire day lying lifeless on the bed, staring at the ceiling as if it held answers. Tears dribbled down the sides of my eyes, dampening the pillow. The only sound that could be heard in the room was the soft ticking of the antique clock on the wall. My stomach groaned again, but I d
Mafia's Rebellious Bride: His Forbidden Obsession 102. Crossing limits of cruelty
The room was silent. Too silent. The only sound that could be heard was the curtains hitting against the windowpane, occasionally broken by my silent sobs. I sat on the floor with my legs folded, my head resting on the edge of the bed, my arms limping at my sides. My hair was a mess, my lips cracked to the point that blood started to appear under the skin, and my throat was dry from all the screaming, sobbing… and the silence that followed. It's been seven days since I was brought here. I had cried so much; I didn’t know if there were tears left in me anymore. But pain? Pain never seemed to run out. I was once again in my father's house, but now these walls felt cold and hollow. It isn't my home anymore. I left the place that was truly my home: the arms of my Nikolai. "Nick." His name escaped my lips in a whisper. My lips hadn't grown tired of calling him again and again, hoping that it would bring him back, as if my voice could somehow reach the other side. But
Mafia's Rebellious Bride: His Forbidden Obsession 101. The real monster
“No…” I shook my head. “No, no, no! He can’t leave me! He promised me forever. He said he’d never let me go! HE PROMISED!” Sobs escaped my throat in waves. The nurses around me looked down with sympathy, but I didn't care. My heart was too heavy; the pain was too much. My body shook with the force of my sobs. My throat burned. My heart felt like it was bleeding. “I didn’t get to say goodbye…” I wept, “I didn’t get to tell him I love him… that I remember everything… that I never wanted to leave…” It felt like the pain would kill me; it was tearing me apart from the inside. “He never gave up on me,” I whispered. “Even when I did.” I cried out my heart. I wasn't just broken; I felt empty inside. "Ma'am, please control yourself," one of the nurses said from above. "For the sake of your baby," she added. "The baby's condition is already very fragile. We don't want you to lose it as well." Instead of giving me strength, her words broke me further. My head tilted to the cei
Mafia's Rebellious Bride: His Forbidden Obsession 100. He is no more
There was darkness all around, except for the place where he was standing. Nikolai. With his hands tucked in his pants pocket, he was smiling at me—the kind of smile he used to give me when I called him Nick, his favorite nickname. My heart pounded in my chest as he slowly opened his arms wide for me to run to him and hug him tightly. This is exactly what I wanted, so without waiting for anything, I tried to run, my legs moving as fast as I could. But like the last time, no matter how far I went, he stayed the same distance away. Then, slowly, he began to fade. Bit by bit, like dust in the wind. His last words echoed in my head on a loop. "I promised not to show my face to you ever again, and I am going to keep that promise." "Remember, Alessia, I always loved you." The moment he was gone, the darkness engulfed me completely. "NO!" I shouted at the top of my lungs. "Nick... don't leave me..." My hand stretched out desperately, trying to reach him. But he ke
Mafia's Rebellious Bride: His Forbidden Obsession 99. The end
"Goodbye, my love." His words sounded broken and fragile, as if he were trying to hold on to the shattered pieces of his soul. I felt a sharp tug at my heart when he slowly stood up. He gave me one last look before turning around and walking away, and my body still couldn't move. My chest felt too heavy to breathe. My eyes were stinging with tears. My lips were wobbling, my heart was crying, yet I couldn't do anything to stop him. I was trapped—trapped in the cage of my own pain and emotions. My eyes closed, and my hands shot to my head. My eyes closed on their own, and now I could see everything clearly, very clearly. This time, it wasn't just broken silhouettes or blurred visions; it was clear. Painfully, excruciatingly clear. I saw everything from my past: the sweet moments with Nikolai, the laughter, the soft kisses, the dreams we used to share for our future. I remembered the way he used to place his hands on my belly, speaking to the little life growing inside me w
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A sharp, blinding pain shot through the left side of my brain, searing all the way to my eyes. My hands flew up instinctively, clutching my head tightly between my trembling palms. A gasp left my throat. No! This can't be possible. Like every other sibling, over toys, over silly misunderstandings, over small, meaningless things. But to think... to even imagine that he would try to kill me? I shook my head violently. "You're lying!" I blurted out. "Marco would never—" "I wish I was," he whispered. "God, Alessia, I wish I was." The ground beneath me slipped as I couldn’t believe my ears. The breath caught in my throat, and it became hard for me to even breathe. "Marco wanted to become the Mafia King as badly as your father," Nikolai said in a grim tone. He spoke slowly, not wanting to put too much pressure on my mind at the same time. "He knew that once your father got the throne, it would only be a matter of a few years before he inherited it. He was so blinded by ambition,
Mafia's Rebellious Bride: His Forbidden Obsession 97. End of a beautiful relationship
“Would you have believed me if I told you that it was your father who attacked us?” “What the hell are you saying, Nikolai?!” My voice came out louder than I intended. My father had always raised me with love and protected me like his most precious treasure. He always said my happiness was his top priority. He couldn't—he wouldn't—try to kill me. Until now, I had believed everything he told me: about the baby, about my family keeping me away from Nikolai because he was a rival. But this? This was too much. Nikolai let out a bitter chuckle. “I knew it, Alessia, I knew it,” he smiled. “You will never believe that your father was a traitor. He attacked us…” He breathed, “and he is the reason that today your mother is not with you.” My heart skipped a beat. My head spun, and suddenly it became hard for me to breathe. “When you meet with an accident, you not only lose our child but your memory too. The doctor said that you can regain the memory with time, but he strictly aske
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Pain. Raw pain. That was all I could see in his eyes when he said that I forgot him. His voice was laced with pain that I have never heard before. He wasn't angry or frustrated. He was just heartbroken. I can't imagine, how hard it must be for him. "You forgot every single moment that we spent together. Every promise that we made. Everything we did. You completely forgot me." His voice that was once commanding was now barely above a whisper. His voice cracked by the end. "For you I became a monster, who killed your mother" A tear slipped from my eye, and I wiped it away with the back of my hand, but it did nothing to stop the storm building inside me. "Because that’s exactly what they told you, isn’t it?" Yes. After I lost everything—my memory, my past, my sense of self. I had been told that it was Nikolai who had taken everything from me. That he killed my mother. That he tried to kill me and I believed it too. He loved me so much and I was carrying his child so practi
