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Chapter 61: Absolute Mandate
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Marry Mafia King or My Fifth Fiancés Dies Chapter 61: Absolute Mandate
“High-risk multiples are not a suggestion to rest, Mr. Blackridge. They are an absolute mandate.”Dr. Aris didn’t flinch as she handed the medical folder to Maximilian, her voice cutting through the quiet hum of the clinic like a razor. She held his intense, unwavering glare without taking a single step back.“Bed rest for the next two weeks,” she continued, looking over her glasses at me. “Minimal emotional strain, zero physical exertion, and absolutely no high-stress confrontations. If her heart rate spikes like it did an hour ago, your body will try to clear the pregnancy itself. Do I make myself clear?”Maximilian didn’t yell. He didn’t issue threats. He simply bowed his head in a tight, solemn nod, accepting the doctor’s orders as if they were written in stone.“Crystal,” he murmured raspy.By the time we returned to the estate, the shift was immediate. The air inside the gates felt different—less like an armed prison and more like a heavily fortified sanctuary.Additional securi
Marry Mafia King or My Fifth Fiancés Dies Chapter 60: Special Attention
“Look at me, Emery! Keep your eyes on me!”The world tilted on a violent axis, the ceiling wood paneling blurring into a dizzying streak of dark mahogany. Before my knees could slam against the hardwood, a pair of rock-solid arms caught me, scooping my dead weight effortlessly into a broad chest.A sharp, jagged pain sliced through my lower belly again, like a hot wire twisting inside my womb. I gasped, my nails digging through the fabric of Maximilian’s shirt, puncturing the skin beneath.“Maximilian …” I choked out, cold sweat instantly breaking across my forehead. “Something’s ... something’s wrong. The babies—”“Lucas! Get the car to the front entrance right now!” His voice didn’t just carry authority.It shattered. It was a raw, primal roar that vibrated against my ear as he sprinted down the long corridor, carrying me. “Clear the roads! Move!”The rapid thud of his boots echoed off the marble walls. I squeezed my eyes shut, my hand pressed flat against my lower abdomen, praying
Marry Mafia King or My Fifth Fiancés Dies Chapter 59: My Monster
“He let you hate him because it was the only armor thick enough to keep you alive.”Owen’s parting words echoed through the silent corridor of the estate, louder than the heavy thud of my boots against the marble floor.The security monitors in Lucas’ room went black, but the truth remained scorched into my mind. I didn’t knock when I reached the heavy double doors of the master study. I pushed them open with enough force to send them rattling against the wood paneling.Maximilian stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows, a crystal glass of untouched amber liquor resting in his hand. He didn’t turn around right away, but the sudden, rigid line of his shoulders told me he already knew.“You talked to Owen,” he said, his voice low, steady, and entirely devoid of surprise.“He told me everything, Maximilian,” I said, my chest heaving as I crossed the room, stopping just short of the heavy mahogany desk. “He told me how you engineered every single detail. How you deliberately played the vill
Marry Mafia King or My Fifth Fiancés Dies Chapter 58: Owen’s Truth
“If this is a trap, Lucas, then trace the call, double the guards, do whatever you have to do—but get him on the line.”I stood in the middle of Lucas’ private security control room, surrounded by dozens of flickering monitors, my hand pressed flat against the slight, unseen bulge of my stomach.Lucas stared at me, his fingers hovering over the encrypted console, hesitation etched deep into the tight lines around his mouth. “The Boss gave explicit orders, Mrs. No contact with the outside. If the Syndicate pinpoints a signal, even for three minutes—”“Maximilian isn’t here!” I snapped, stepping into his space, the sharp edge in my tone cutting through the hum of the servers. “Someone is using Owen’s name as leverage against me. If an enemy has compromised his location, I need to hear it from Owen himself. Track the source, verify his safety, and put him on that screen. Now!”Lucas exhaled a harsh, defeated breath, his jaw flexing before his hands blurred across the keyboard.Ten agoniz
Marry Mafia King or My Fifth Fiancés Dies Chapter 57: Come Alone
The glowing screen illuminated the darkness of the room, nine words pulsing like a venomous promise against the dark glass.If you want to know what actually happened to Owen, come alone.My thumb hovered over the glass, trembling so violently that the blue light cast erratic shadows across the wall.Owen. The name I hadn’t allowed myself to dwell on since that grueling, tear-filled night weeks ago when Maximilian finally admitted the truth—that Owen’s disappearance, the bound-and-gagged video, and that devastating goodbye text had all been a staged operation to protect his sister from The Director’s network.Maximilian had offered to let me see him back then, but the chaotic spiral of our shifting feelings, the pregnancy, and the walls closing in around this estate had pushed that promise into the dark.Owen was supposed to be safe, living under a wiped identity in absolute isolation, completely cut off from this blood-soaked world.“Emery? Is everything alright?”Maximilian’s voice
Marry Mafia King or My Fifth Fiancés Dies Chapter 56: New Boundaries
The white paper lay between us like a drawn blade, the bold, black heading catching the dim light of the bedroom.“Is this a joke to you, Emery?”Maximilian didn’t snatch the folder. He didn’t tear it into pieces or slam his fist onto the glass table.Instead, his long, calloused fingers reached out with excruciating slowness, pulling the thick document toward him. His dark eyes scanned the legal terms, his face morphing into a mask of stone so smooth, so entirely devoid of warmth, that it chilled the air in the room.“It’s not a joke,” I said, leaning my spine against the edge of the desk, crossing my arms tight across my chest. “It’s a boundary. One that should have been drawn weeks ago.”“A divorce agreement.” He let out a low, humorless sound from the back of his throat, turning to the signature page where my name was already signed in dark blue ink. “You carry my blood inside you—two lives that we created together—and your immediate reaction is to hand me a contract terminating o
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