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My Mafia Don Husband Thought I’d Wait Forever
My Mafia Don Husband Thought I’d Wait Forever
Author: Chelsea E

Chapter 1

Author: Chelsea E
Dante Vitalino had a habit of making me wait.

For a man who ruled New York’s most powerful Mafia family, punctuality was practically a religion.

Any capo who arrived late to his meetings knew there would be consequences.

But I was his wife. And apparently, that meant my time didn’t matter.

He once arrived at my birthday party after all guests had left.

Another time, he left me sitting alone at a restaurant for three hours on our anniversary, only to text that he had already eaten.

Even our wedding registration had been delayed because he forgot the appointment.

Whenever I complained, his answer was always the same.

“Elena, you’re too impatient. You need to learn how to wait.”

I learned.

For three years, I waited.

Until the night I went into premature labor.

The pain started shortly after midnight.

By the time Dante’s guards rushed me to St. Catherine’s Private Hospital, I could barely breathe.

“Mrs. Vitalino, your baby is in danger,” the doctor said urgently. “We need to prepare for an emergency delivery.”

I grabbed my phone with trembling fingers.

Dante was overseas on family business. I called him again and again.

Finally, he answered.

“Dante...” My voice broke. “Something’s wrong with the baby. The doctors are preparing for emergency surgery. Please come home…”

There was a pause. Then his familiar, calm voice.

“Elena, don’t panic. Listen to the doctors. I’ll be there as soon as I can.”

“Please, Dante. I’m scared. Please… I’m begging you…”

“Fifteen minutes, sweetheart. Just wait for me. Be patient.”

The call ended.

I stared at the screen.

Fifteen minutes. That was all he had asked.

So I waited.

Twenty minutes passed. Then an hour. Then three hours.

The pain became unbearable.

A nurse kept checking the monitor beside my bed.

Suddenly, the steady beeping changed.

“Doctor!”

I watched the medical team rush around me.

Someone shouted for an emergency ultrasound. Then everything went terribly quiet.

The doctor looked at me.

“I’m so sorry, Mrs. Vitalino.”

I shook my head.

“No…”

“I’m afraid we can no longer detect your baby’s heartbeat.”

My hand moved instinctively to my stomach.

“No... Please check again.”

But the doctor didn’t answer.

And I already knew. My baby was gone.

When the nurse came to discuss the next procedure, I was still holding my phone.

There was no message from Dante.

Instead, a notification appeared from Sofia Bellini. His beautiful, ambitious secretary.

The woman who had become increasingly important in the Vitalino family.

She had posted a video on her social media account.

“Fifteen time zones, just to make up for a birthday wish that was one second late. Thank you for always making me your priority. My Don.”

In the video, Dante stood beside her in a luxury hotel suite. He was wearing the black suit I had personally selected for him.

One hand rested on Sofia’s shoulder. With the other, he carefully cut a birthday cake.

A digital clock stood on the table.

11:59:59. Midnight.

He had traveled halfway around the world to celebrate her birthday again in another time zone.

The comments were filled with admiration.

“Don Vitalino never breaks his promises.”

“Imagine having a man who would cross the world for you.”

Then Dante replied.

“Some moments are too important to be late for.”

I stared at those words.

He had never been late for Sofia. Not even by a second. But while he was cutting her birthday cake, our child was dying.

A nurse approached my bed.

“Mrs. Vitalino, we need to discuss the arrangements for your baby.”

I slowly raised my head.

“Can my husband sign the paperwork?”

The nurse hesitated. “We’ve been unable to reach him…”

I looked down at my wedding ring.

Three years ago, Dante had placed it on my finger and promised that no matter what happened, I would never face the world alone.

Now I was sitting in a hospital bed, preparing to say goodbye to our child.

Alone.

“Then I’ll sign,” I whispered.

Just as I picked up the pen, my phone vibrated. A message from Dante.

“Flight’s delayed. Wait for me a little longer.”

I read it once.

Then twice.

Finally, I switched off my phone.

For the first time in three years, I had no intention of waiting for him anymore.

After the procedure, Dante finally called.

“Elena, why aren’t you answering my messages?”

I closed my eyes.

“Dante, our baby is dead.”

Silence.

Then his voice turned cold. “That’s enough.”

I froze.

“What?”

“Your prenatal appointments have all been normal. You don’t get to say something like that just because you’re angry. You just want me to be there for you.”

“Dante, I’m telling you the truth.”

“You’re going to be a mother. Start behaving like one.”

He ended the call.

There was nothing left to say.

A moment later, another message appeared.

This time, it was from Sofia.

“Elena, stop waiting for Dante. He’s busy helping me collect my birthday presents. Don’t use your pregnancy to drag him away from me.”

Then she sent me a photograph.

It showed rows of luxury handbags spread across a hotel table.

But it wasn’t the handbags that made my blood run cold.

It was what she had placed underneath them.

My baby’s ultrasound photographs.
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  • My Mafia Don Husband Thought I’d Wait Forever   Chapter 9

    I stared at Dante’s handwriting.For a moment, I considered throwing the letter away. But then I continued reading.“Elena,“I used to believe time was something I controlled.“I decided when meetings began, when my men could speak, and when people were allowed to leave.“And somewhere along the way, I began treating you the same way.“I thought that because you loved me, you would always be there.“I thought I could keep asking you to wait, because you always did.“The night you called from the hospital, I saw your messages. I knew you were frightened.“And I still chose not to come.“I told myself I would make it up to you later.“I never imagined there would be no later.“I’ve spent every day since then thinking about the child we lost.“And about the woman who begged me to save our family while I was celebrating with someone else.“I don’t deserve your forgiveness.“I know that now.“So I signed the divorce papers.“The money isn’t payment for your pain. Nothing could ever be enoug

  • My Mafia Don Husband Thought I’d Wait Forever   Chapter 8

    Dante didn’t leave Savannah immediately.Instead, he bought an apartment across the street from my guesthouse.He began appearing outside the workshop every evening.Sometimes he waited for hours. Sometimes all night.He sent flowers.I returned them.He sent jewelry.I refused the deliveries.He asked Adrian when I would finish work.Adrian told him to stop disturbing his business.He offered to buy the store from Adrian. Adrian refused.For the first time, Dante Vitalino was experiencing what it meant to wait for someone who had no intention of coming.One evening, I found him sitting outside my building.“Elena.”I stopped.He rose slowly.“Are you really happy here? I watched you working. You… You smile a lot.”“Yes.”He looked toward the workshop.“Do you love Adrian?”I didn’t answer.Not because I did.But because Dante had no right to ask.He was no longer the center of my world. He hadn’t been for a long time.“Elena, I can give you a better life.”I shook my head.“You still

  • My Mafia Don Husband Thought I’d Wait Forever   Chapter 7

    I stared at the velvet box in Dante’s hand.For years, I’d imagined what I would feel if he ever looked at me with regret.Satisfaction. Anger. Maybe even love.But standing in front of him, I felt nothing.“Open it,” he whispered.I didn’t move.Finally, Dante opened the box himself.Inside was a golden pendant. A replica of my mother’s gift.“I had it remade,” he said. “The best jeweler in New York worked on it. Every detail is almost identical.”I looked at the pendant. Then at the one resting in my own palm.“You can’t remake what my mother gave me.”Dante swallowed.“I know. Elena.”“No, you don’t.”He took out several black bank cards.“Everything is yours. No limits. No restrictions. I’ve restored your family accounts. I’ve removed Sofia from the organization.”He continued desperately.“I’ve cleared the messages about you from our private network. Anyone who insulted you has been dismissed. Is that enough? Everything you’ve asked for. Come home to me.”I watched him.He genuine

  • My Mafia Don Husband Thought I’d Wait Forever   Chapter 6

    Savannah was nothing like New York.There were no armored cars waiting outside my door.No guards watching every street corner.No whispered conversations that stopped whenever the Don’s wife entered a room.Here, nobody knew Elena Vitalino.I had registered under my maiden name.Elena Marino.I really liked this name. For the first time in years, I belonged only to myself.I rented a small room above a guesthouse.The owner, Adrian Moretti, was a quiet man with warm brown eyes. He also owned a jewelry workshop around the corner.When I learned what he did, I asked whether he needed an apprentice.Adrian studied me.“Have you ever worked with metal?”“No.”“Then why do you want to learn?”I thought of my mother. I lost her pendant.The tiny green stone. The gold Sofia had taken from me.“Because there’s something I want to make.”He considered my answer and smiled.“Come tomorrow morning. We’ll see how you do.”The work was harder than I expected.The torches were hot. The tools were h

  • My Mafia Don Husband Thought I’d Wait Forever   Chapter 5

    Dante drove home himself. He had a bad feeling about this.The mansion looked exactly as it always had. Elena was not there.Elena’s favorite Mocha was sitting on the coffee table. Her baking gloves were beside the kitchen door.A design magazine lay open on the sofa.For one irrational moment, he imagined Elena was upstairs taking a nap.She couldn’t have left him.She loved him. She always had.And the baby. She wouldn’t have left like this.Dante walked into his study. And stopped.Three documents rested on his desk.A signed divorce agreement.The medical record.The final arrangements for their baby.On top lay Elena’s wedding ring. She finally give up on this so-called family.Dante reached for it.His hands were shaking.He remembered putting that ring on her finger.Remembered promising to protect her. Remembered the way she’d cried when he told her she would never have to be afraid again.Now she had left it behind.Dante’s phone rang.A report from his security team confirmed

  • My Mafia Don Husband Thought I’d Wait Forever   Chapter 4

    “The Don has also canceled your outstanding waiting penalties as compensation,” Marco said.I couldn’t speak.“He’s expecting you at the hospital for your scheduled prenatal appointment this afternoon. Please be punctual. The Don especially said so.”The line went dead.I stood alone in the mansion. Dante had turned my mother’s final gift into jewelry for another woman.And in exchange, he had generously decided not to make me wait anymore.I opened the drawer of my desk. Inside were the divorce papers I had prepared.I signed them.Then I placed three documents on Dante’s desk.Our divorce agreement.The medical report confirming our child’s death.The paperwork recording the final arrangements for our baby.I took off my wedding ring and placed it on top.For a long time, I stared at the ring.Three years ago, Dante had slipped it onto my finger inside the Vitalino family chapel.He had promised that nobody would ever hurt me while I carried his name.Now I knew the truth.The person

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