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32. Handcuffed and helpless
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Mafia's Rebellious Bride: His Forbidden Obsession 33. Her Punishment
My breath hitched. My blood ran cold. My body shivered, and my face turned pale. "What are you talking about, Nikolai?" I managed to say. I hated the way my voice trembled. I slightly tugged on the handcuffs but it was of no use. My wrists were locked. And my legs?They were still trapped under the merciless grip of this devil.Nikolai’s gaze darkened as he studied me, his fingers tightening ever so slightly around my ankle. "You know very well what I am talking about!" He murmured. Once again, he started massaging my foot. His actions contrasted with his wild eyes. I knew that one wrong word from my mouth and he would break my foot without thinking twice. "Antonio enjoyed touching what’s mine." His grip hardened.A sharp yelp escaped my lips as pain shot through my ankle."Don’t you think he deserves to die?"Panic surged in my veins like wildfire."Nikolai, please—"Before I could finish, his phone rang. Keeping his hold tight on my foot with one hand, he reached into his pock
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"I want your body and soul to remember only one name, Nikolai." Setting the vibrator aside, he attempted to part my thighs, but I clamped my legs together, not ready to let him do as he pleased. "Still fighting me, dolcezza?" He chuckled darkly, "It seems like you want me to use hard ways." A gasp escaped my throat when he hooked his fingers in the waistband of my panties and pulled it down in one forceful tug. "You bastard!" I hissed, twisting my body desperately, trying to shield myself, but it was futile.I pulled on the restraints to stop him, but all I managed was wiggle helplessly. And Nikolai?He was savoring the way my chest heaved up and down, the way my body shivered beneath his touch, the way my body betrayed me. My heart pounded as he turned away momentarily, only to return with something in his hand. My stomach knotted when I saw the silk restraints dangling from his fingers."Nikolai, don't!" I said through my gritted teeth. He tilted his head."Say that again when
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-09Mafia's Rebellious Bride: His Forbidden Obsession 35. Hard and Deep
"Let's make the last one count," he said as he stood up from his chair. His confidence made my heart race. I was both afraid and thrilled. My body was exhausted, but at the same time, I wanted him more. As my body calmed down, the rational part of my mind took over. I shook my head. "It's enough; I have learned my lesson. I can't do it anymore," I said. My lungs felt like they were on fire; each breath scorched my insides. It felt like I was receiving electric shocks. But it didn't affect him; one by one, he removed his clothes, giving me a few moments of mercy to catch my breath. My heart was hammering in my ears, but my eyes? They were not ready to look away from him. It felt as if his eyes were hypnotizing me. Once he was naked as on the day he was born, he turned on the vibrator again. His erection was prominent. I couldn't understand how he was holding it together. "Believe me, dolcezza, you have taken more than this," he smirked. Before my mind could even process his wor
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-10Mafia's Rebellious Bride: His Forbidden Obsession 36. The basement
My core was throbbed with dull pain as I slowly woke up. My body sank further into the soft mattress. My mind was in a haze, and my thoughts were sluggish. It felt as if I had just emerged from the depths of a dream. A dream that was far too real. My eyes fluttered as I fought against the harsh sunlight glaring through the curtains. I inhaled deeply, and my senses immediately got filled with Nikolai's masculine and intoxicating scent. It felt as if I werr draped in him instead of the sheets. The moment his thought crossed my mind, my breath hitched in my throat. The reality of the last night crashed over me. His touch, his voice, his dominance. Every moment we shared the previous night burned into my skin as a cruel reminder of how I yielded to my tormentor. A frustrated groan escaped my lips. What the hell is wrong with me?Shifting slightly, I tried to sit up, and a wince escaped my lips when a sharp pang shot through my lower half to my entire body. Damn him! I am unsure if he
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My throat tightened as I took in the sight of Dimitri in front of me. His arms bore dried blood from where Nikolai and I had shot him. Nikolai hadn’t tended to his wound properly.His body was covered with deep cuts and bruises. His wrists were raw from the tight shackles, and his knuckles looked as if they had been smashed against something repeatedly.A part of me believed that if Dimitri was truly innocent, then this was nothing short of barbaric. If he had no hand in my father and brother’s deaths, then what right did Nikolai have to punish him like this? What made Nikolai any different from the monsters he claimed to hate? "I knew Alessia, you would come." His lips curled into a weak smile as he looked at me with hope in his eyes. His words sent a shiver through me.Would I have come here if I truly believed he was guilty?The cell was locked. I looked around for the key but found nothing. All I could see were cold stone walls and rusted chains. My heart is not for this cruel
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-12Mafia's Rebellious Bride: His Forbidden Obsession 38. The scar of betrayal
"The accident made you forget things." His words echoed in my mind. My head spun, and my hold on the iron bar tightened. My breaths became uneven, and my legs began to give way. "Why didn't my father tell me this?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. I knew my accident had stolen parts of my life. I knew it had taken my mother away from me. And I knew who was responsible. Nikolai. He wanted to kill me. He couldn't have me, so he tried to erase me. But instead of me, my mother lost her life. Instead of my death, I lost years of my memories. This is from the day I started having flashes and dreams. I always asked my brother and father about them, but they always gave me cryptic answers. 'It’s just your mind playing tricks on you.' 'You’re safe now; that’s all that matters.' 'Don’t think about the past, Alessia. It will only bring you pain.' 'Nikolai wanted to kill you because he can't have you. He is a monster’ 'He killed our mother and snatched away the title of
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-12Mafia's Rebellious Bride: His Forbidden Obsession 39. The ugly mark
"He raped you... Not once, but multiple times." His words echoed in my head. My breath hitched in my throat. My pulse roared in my ears so loudly that I could barely hear anything else. He... He raped me? "Yes, Alessia, the person who tainted you was none other than Nikolai himself." How could he? He didn't touch me without my consent, even after marriage. How could he rape me? My head spun like a wheel as I shook it slightly in disbelief. This was a new kind of horror. "Now that you have forgotten everything, he is trying to be a saint in front of you, Alessia." I swallowed hard. Nikolai's face flashed in front of my eyes. I can't believe he can do this to me. I know he is cruel and can go to any lengths to get what he wants, but rape...? "He is once again manipulating you." He just wants me to accept that I belong to him. He wants me to surrender to him, to accept him as my husband. I felt like screaming. Like tearing my own skin just to rid myself of this u
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-13Mafia's Rebellious Bride: His Forbidden Obsession 40. Withered flower
Nikolai Moretti I leaned back in the chair when the clock hit 4. I still had hours left before returning home, and I already missed my pretty little wife. My finger tapped against the polished wood of the desk as I waited for the sun to set.Every minute felt like an hour. The boardroom was filled with the scent of expensive cigars and aged whiskey, but I wasn’t paying attention to any of it. My mind was clouded with thoughts of only my Dolcezza. "Wrap it up," I ordered. The discussion about our expansion could wait. I craved my Dolcezza. I didn’t need a reason to leave the meeting. I just wanted to see, hug, inhale, and keep her on my lap until my heart's content. She is, in fact, my drug. At this time, she must be curled up in our room with a book in her hands. I love the way her eyebrows furrow and a cute pout appears on her lips whenever she sees me returning home early. She gets riled up easily, and I love to tease her. I smirked. She is so adorable and all mine.
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Mafia's Rebellious Bride: His Forbidden Obsession 106. Fight for throne
“My birth certificate, my documents, and even DNA tests, if you want,” I said coolly. “All prove I was born of the legal wife of Mr. Rossi. I am the only legitimate heir; Marco is...” “Enough!” Mr. Rossi roared as I started opening his cards one by one, cutting me off mid-sentence. The dirty secrets he has been hiding from everyone for so long are now being exposed, and he just can't stand it. I have always considered Marco my real brother because he never let me feel otherwise, but only we family members know the truth. He was not my mother's son. He was the result of my father's betrayal. "I haven't even started, Dad," I said, infusing the word with honey-dripped venom. “What are you implying?” one of the council members asked, frowning. “How could you make such a serious accusation against your own father and brother?” “Whose father? Which brother?” I asked sharply, turning to the man with fire in my eyes. “They both died for me the day they tried to kill me.” The hall
Mafia's Rebellious Bride: His Forbidden Obsession 105. Illegitimate heir
"NO" Silence. Ear-deafening silence. This is what spread after I announced my decision. A single word detonated like a bomb. First, they were not expecting me to be here, and after knowing the reason behind my presence, they were definitely not expecting this answer from me. My father flinched in his position, and Marco's smile vanished. "What did you just say?" Marco growled near my ear, narrowing his eyes at me. He couldn't believe his ears. "I said no," I repeated just for him, just in case he didn't hear me. I turned slightly to face the Mafia council. "I am not ready to give my consent to make him a mafia king," I declared. The council members exchanged looks of confusion among themselves. The crowd gasped and whispered amongst themselves. "Any particular reason behind it?" The senior-most council member asked. "My husband built this Empire with his blood and sweat. He didn't inherit it; he earned it through scars. Before handing it over to someone else,
Mafia's Rebellious Bride: His Forbidden Obsession 104. The rebel
Black dress... This is what you are supposed to wear for the mafia king's crowning ceremony. It is a sign of power and mourning for the bloodshed that leads to the throne. It is a old tradition. That's why I wore white! Because I wasn’t here to mourn. I was here to defy. The black dress sent by Marco lay in the corner of the room like a rag while I slipped into a satin white gown, which I was meant to wear on my wedding day. I chuckled to myself. What irony. The silence in the room pressed into my skin like needles. I stood in front of the mirror, staring blankly at my own reflection. The dark circles under my eyes were clearly visible, and I hadn’t even tried to hide them. Let the world see what this house has done to me. My hair fell messily over my shoulder. I picked up a brush, and, as usual, I was about to tie it up when I remembered that the other women would have styled their hair into stiff buns because this was what was required of them today. So, I won't! I droppe
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
Mafia's Rebellious Bride: His Forbidden Obsession 98. Divorced
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,
