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My Mafia Rival Brother-in-Law Is in My Bed Ā Ā Ā 9
SPLASH.The violent sound of breaking water cuts through the silence, snapping me out of my spiraling thoughts.I jolt so hard my heart leaps into my throat, my entire body flinching from the sudden sound and the weight of everything Alessia had just confessed.My head snaps toward the deep end where a figure bursts through the surface like some dark god rising from the depths.He's shirtless.Water cascades off powerful frame as he shakes his head once, sending droplets flying in slow, glittering arcs through the golden sunlight.His dark hair clings to his forehead, water streaming down the sharp angles of his face.Lucaā¦For a second, I simply stare. I hadn't even realized he was in the pool.He drags a hand through his soaked hair before gripping the stone edge of the pool with one hand and hoists himself out in a single, effortless motion.The muscles in his arms and shoulders flex and ripple under the movement, water sluicing over every hard contour of his body splashing softly
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Without another word, the blonde turns on her heel and strides away, her heels clicking against the polished marble floor.I close the door and lean against it for a moment.'Spend time together? After the way she looked at me yesterday?'This isn't going to end well.Still, the last thing I need is another confrontation with Francesca. Swallowing my pride, I head to the closet.After rummaging through the rows of brand-new clothes, I settle on the simplest swimsuit I can find.A plain dark bikini.However, I hesitate before putting it on. The thought of exposing so much skin in a house full of Falcones makes my stomach churn.I quickly wrap a sheer white sarong around my waist, tying it tightly at my hip before giving my reflection one last nervous glance.It will have to do.ā¦~...The walk to the outdoor pool feels far longer than it should.Warm sunlight pours over the stone pathway, reflecting off manicured gardens and towering palm trees.Finally, I step through the wrought-iron
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"L-Luca..." His name leaves my lips as nothing more than a broken whisper, trembling between a sob and pure fear. "Hmm." A low, husky groan rumbles against my ear. "Did you miss me?" His large hand slides to the back of my head, his fingers threading into my hair as he cradles my skull with an intimacy that makes my skin crawl. The other tightens around my waist, crushing me against the hard wall of his muscular body until there isn't an inch of space between us. His heartbeat is slow. And steady. The complete opposite of mine. I can't move. I can't breathe. Every muscle in my body locks. Then I feel itā¦ His warm, ragged breath, right against my lips. The world around me disappears. The dark kitchen. All I can see is a frightened teenage girl trapped in the principal's office, staring into the eyes of a boy consumed by grief and rage. No... No, not again. Is he going to force himself on me...? The horrifying thought rips through me like lightning. I found myself back in
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The dining room feels like a tomb.The moment he recognizes me, I know my past has finally caught up with me.Luca has returned.I look away from his face, fixing my gaze on my plate. My hands clench the white linen napkin under the table to keep them from shaking.Act normal, I repeat to myself like a mantra. He is a stranger. We have never met.Yes!No.Oh God, pleaseā¦I bite the inside of my cheek until I taste blood, my heart pounding so violently I'm certain everyone at the table can hear it."Luca, this is Bianca Rossi," Marco says, his voice cutting through the ringing in my ears. "My fiancĆ©e."I force a shaky smile, trying to rise, but I can't feel my legs.No. I can't feel my entire body.Luca steps closer, his heavy footsteps vibrating through the floor. Instead of offering a hand, he leans down over my shoulder.Before I can register what he's doing, his lips brush against my cheek.I freeze.He doesnāt pull away immediately; he lingers, his hot breath fanning against my ea
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I spend the rest of the day locked inside my new room, staring at the ceiling as the shadows stretch slowly across the walls, every corner of this lavish room reminding me that I'm trapped.I cry until my throat is raw, my mind spiraling back to the quiet nights in my father's study.I remember the evening I told him Julian had proposed. I was so excited back then. I truly believed I was the luckiest woman on the planet.However, my father hadn't smiled.He had stood there, looking out the window, slowly swirling the amber whiskey in his glass.āThere is something dark in that boy's eyes, Bianca,ā he had warned me, his voice heavy with concern. āA negative aura. A coldness that doesn't belong to a man in love. I don't trust him. You're my daughter. You could have any man. Why him?āIn the end, he had been completely right. And my blindness had cost him his life.The guilt suffocates me until my eyes grow heavy, and I finally drift into a restless, exhausted sleep.~~~I wake up to a s
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"What?..." I say in disbelief. "You heard me, Bianca. Immediately. A public, high-profile wedding. It tells the world that an attack on a Rossi is an attack on a Falcone. It gives me legal rights to your familyās assets the moment Julian is dead. And it ensures you can never betray me." I step back, horrified. "Married? Marco, my father is barely cold! I just escaped a man who used a wedding to destroy me! I am not giving myself to another controller." Marco shrugs, turning his back on me as he walks back to his desk. "Then walk out that door, Bianca. Go back to the streets. Letās see how long you survive before Julianās men find you and finish the job. You came to me because I am ruthless. This is my price." I freeze. The image of my fatherās lifeless eyes flashes in my mind. I remember the sound of Julianās laugh. If I walk out, I die, and they win. They get to live in my house, spend my money, and laugh at my grave. My hands clench into fists. My dignity is a luxury I can
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