My Mafia Husband Owes His Sister-in-Law a Child

I walked through the corridor and the loud moans from Gabriel's room made me stop on my track.

“Ahh… baby, make me feel you… harder… harder!”

I froze.

My fingers tightened around the strap of my bag as my heart began to beat wildly inside my chest. The sound was coming from Gabriel’s bedroom.I knew I wasn't supposed to go there , I just wanted to know who he is cheating on me with this time around.

I knew that voice.

I knew the way it moaned his name.

But my mind refused to accept it.

Maybe I was mistaken.

Maybe it was the television.

Maybe I was just imagining things.

But then the voice came again.

“Gab… please… harder, baby…”

My breath caught in my throat. My legs suddenly felt heavy, like someone had tied stones to them. I wanted to move And I just couldn't move my legs one bit.

My heart was screaming and I was already boiling inside and burning in hate .

No… this can’t be real.

Not Gabriel.

Not him.

Still, something inside me pushed me forward.

I had to see it with my own eyes.

I slowly walked down the corridor, each step feeling like torture. The closer I got to the bedroom, the louder the sounds became. The bed creaked against the wall, and soft giggles mixed with breathless moans.

My hands began to shake.

Who is in there with him?

Anger slowly replaced my fear. My chest burned, and my vision blurred with hot tears.

But the moment I focused on the voice again, my blood seemed to turn cold.

It sounded… familiar.

Too familiar.

“No,” I whispered to myself. “It can’t be her.”

I didn’t want to think about it.

I didn’t want my thoughts to be right.

With trembling legs, I climbed the last few steps to his room.

Then I saw it.

Gabriel’s black sneakers were lying by the door. And right beside them was a pair of elegant, gold high-heeled sandals.

I knew those sandals.

I had seen them many times.

They belonged to only one person.

Tessa.

My best friend.

My heart skipped a beat.

But that’s impossible.

Tessa told me she was traveling to Toronto to meet someone. She even hugged me goodbye this morning.

So why were her shoes here?

In my fiancé’s house?

Right in front of his bedroom?

My breathing became uneven.

“No… no, this isn’t real.”

Before I could stop myself, I pushed the door open.

And the scene in front of me almost made me lose my mind.

Gabriel was on the bed, his back facing me. His body moved in fast, desperate thrusts. Beneath him was a woman, her hands wrapped around his shoulders.

Her long brown hair spread across the pillow.

Her face tilted back in pleasure.

It was Tessa.

My best friend.

My fiancé of four years was sleeping with the girl I called my sister and busy thrusting in and out of her like his life depended on it.

For a moment, everything around me went silent.

I couldn’t hear the bed.

I couldn’t hear their moans.

I couldn’t even hear my own heartbeat.

All I could feel was pain.

“What exactly is going on here?” My voice shook as I spoke. “Gabriel… what nonsense is this?”

They didn’t even stop.

They didn’t even look at me.

Gabriel only glanced over his shoulder for a second, his eyes meeting mine. Then he turned back to Tessa and continued moving like I wasn’t even there.

Like I was invisible.

Like I didn’t exist.

That was when the tears finally fell.

Hot, painful tears streamed down my face as my chest tightened. I felt like my heart was being ripped apart.

Without another word, I turned and ran out of the room.

I rushed down the stairs, my vision blurred by tears. I didn’t care where I was going. I just needed to get away.

Away from that house.

Away from that bed.

Away from the betrayal.

I had almost reached the gate when I heard heavy footsteps behind me.

“Emily! Emily, wait!”

I didn’t need to turn around to know who it was.

“Emily, please stop! It’s not what you think!” Gabriel shouted.

I stopped.

Slowly, I turned to face him.

The boy I had loved all my life stood in front of me, breathing hard. The same boy I chose over many handsome and successful men.

The boy I trusted with my whole heart.

I thought he was different.

I thought he would never hurt me.

But I was wrong.

“How could you?” My voice trembled. “How could you make me look like a fool in front of my best friend?”

“Baby, please listen to me,” he begged. “It wasn’t intentional. It was just a mistake. I regret it. Please don’t leave me. Don’t break up with me.”

His voice sounded pitiful, almost desperate.

But I felt nothing.

No sympathy.

No love.

No softness.

Only anger.

If this were the past, I might have forgiven him again. I might have believed his sweet words and empty promises.

But not this time.

I had had enough.

“This is what you always say,” I snapped. “Every time I catch you cheating, you say it was a mistake.”

His face turned pale.

“The last time, it was your housemaid. You said you were drunk. You begged me to forgive you.”

Tears rolled down my cheeks again.

“You could have just told me you never loved me. But instead, you chose to sleep with my best friend. Why her? Why not some random girl? You just showed me that I mean nothing to you.”

“Emily, please—”

“No!” I shouted. “For my own mental health, I’m leaving. It’s over between us, Gabriel. Nothing you say will ever make me stay.”

Just then, I heard soft footsteps behind him.

Tessa walked out of the house like she was on a runway. She was only wearing Gabriel’s shirt, and a satisfied smirk rested on her lips.

She looked… happy.

Happy to destroy my life.

“I guess I’ve been waiting for this day for a long time,” she said casually. “I don’t even know why you were so foolish, Emily.”

My heart tightened.

“How could you believe I actually loved you?” she continued. “I only acted like your sister because I pitied you. You had no one else in this cruel world.”

Her words felt like knives stabbing my chest.

“I was tired of pretending,” she went on. “Every time I saw your face, I felt disgusted. You’re nothing but a poor, unwanted girl. So go find someone else to pity you, because I’m done, you are just someone my mother and I helped and picked up from the street.”

My ears rang.

I couldn’t process what she was saying.

It felt like a nightmare.

Like I was dreaming.

Like none of this was real.

But it was.

“Looking at you makes my skin crawl,” she added coldly.

I glanced at Gabriel, expecting him to defend me. To say something. Anything.

But he only lowered his head in silence.

That silence hurt more than any insult.

In that moment, I understood everything.

I had trusted the wrong people.

Loved the wrong people.

Believed the wrong people.

I was the fool.

Tears streamed down my face as I took a step back.

“I hope both of you rot in hell,” I said weakly. “Gabriel, you will pay for this.”

Then I turned around and walked out of the gate.

This time, I didn’t look back.

Because the moment I did… I knew my heart would shatter into pieces.

And I wasn’t sure it could ever be fixed again.