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The Care of Mafia Mother

last update publish date: 2026-09-18 10:57:03

Seth and Rose stood in their tracks, frozen. Everything was shiny, rosy, beautiful, mesmerising. Every tree was wrapped with fairy lights and flower vines. Rose looked carefully, and every flower was original; nothing was artificial. The whole garden smelled overwhelmingly of the purest of pure roses.

What shocked Rose was that doves, swans and ducks were left to wander around in the garden. A whole table of bird feed was organised for the guests so that they could feed the birds and enjoy natu
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  • Replacement Bride: His Rose   The Doctor

    Kingsley looked at Rose, and his hand froze. She touched him of her own volition. Her soft hands were cold. Kingsley’s anger dissipated. Was she scared of him? Was she feeling cold? Why were her hands cold? He looked into her eyes; she was pleading. His heart melted. She was supposed to be the next heir. She was supposed to be raised as a ruthless leader, and here she was, all soft, all pleading.He curled his fingers and held her hand tightly. He pulled her closer and hugged her tightly. Rose let out a yelp and froze in his embrace. Was he not supposed to hate touch from others? He just said that he hated being touched. So, why was he hugging her?“Are you okay?” asked Kingsley.“Me?” asked Rose, stunned. “Yeah, yeah, I am okay.”“Your foot!” asked Kingsley.“Yeah, it’s fine. Please, don’t hurt anyone; don’t kill anyone. Stop hurting people. Just stop!” said Rose, Lucas’s face flashing before her eyes. She remembered how he was covered in bruises.“Okay, okay, I won’t! I won’t!” said

  • Replacement Bride: His Rose   The Jealousy and The Anger

    Ernesta gulped down her anger and went back to checking Rose’s foot. After she was done inspecting, she looked at the cuts and bruises on her legs. Her palm was doing better, so it didn’t need much inspection. She glanced once at Kingsley, and her anger climbed a notch when she saw him staring fondly at Rose with a hint of worry.She stood up and looked at Kingsley. “So?” asked Kingsley.“Okay, first of all, I didn’t know the extent of her injury. David never told me anything. After checking her, there was little pain when I moved her foot. Her lacerations are almost healed. I hope he gave her medicine to apply as well as to take. May I know what they are?” asked Ernesta.“Tina!!” shouted Kingsley. A sweet girl appeared in the living room. She bowed her head and waited for his order. “Get the medicine from wifey’s room and show everything to the doctor.”“Yes, sir!” said Tina and ran away. Ernesta clenched her fists when she heard him call Rose wifey. Tina was back in a second with oin

  • Replacement Bride: His Rose   The Partner

    Rose closed her eyes and melted with that hug. After so many years, she felt warm and content. Even though she hated Kingsley, his mother was a real sweetheart. When she heard sobs coming from every corner of the room, she suddenly opened her eyes and looked at everyone with a shocked expression. The whole mafia family was crying; well, they were hiding the fact that they were crying, but they were really crying.For a second, Rose could not comprehend that. She kept thinking if this really was a mafia family or if everyone made a mistake. They didn’t look like people who killed or hurt someone without remorse. They were happy, giggling, having fun in the dirt, and now crying, sobbing like kids, hiding their tears so that no one could see them. What was wrong with this family?Did she die and somehow transmigrate into someone soft-hearted mafia world? No, that was not possible. She remembered her life; no other memories were floating around. This was her world, but she was sure that th

  • Replacement Bride: His Rose   The Bad Memories, The Happy Memories

    “How’s the food, Rosie?” asked Queenie.“Um… good! It’s good!” said Rose.“Oh, come on, be truthful! Tell her everything you feel. You are the best cook in our house after all,” laughed Zachary.“Cook? How do you know I cook?” asked Rose, stunned.“You have a bakery. Are you saying you are just the owner and someone else cooks?” asked Zachary.“No, I make everything from scratch. But I don’t cook; I bake. I am a baker. I don’t cook meals,” said Rose seriously.“Oh, is there a difference?” asked Queenie.“Um… you can say that in baking, everything has to be according to weight, measurements, a list of ingredients, precision, but in cooking, even if you miss one ingredient or increase the amount of some ingredients, it won’t matter much. That’s why people cook from their heart; they add ingredients by just eyeballing it. I am not saying cooking does not require following a recipe; you can, but you can substitute one or more things from that list. In baking, you can’t do that. Something o

  • Replacement Bride: His Rose   The Feeding Tradition

    “Okay, let’s do this!” Queenie clapped her hands in happiness and ordered around. Rose looked at everyone, thinking that after her order they might start eating, but no one touched the food. Everyone stared at Rose and Kingsley.“What now?” thought Rose. The servants had helped plate the food. Everything was on the plate; spoons were placed next to it. So, why was no one eating? Everyone’s stare was making her uncomfortable.“Oh! We have another tradition, sweetie. The new couple feed each other their first meal. They are just waiting for you to feed each other. Then only we can start eating,” explained Queenie.“What?” Rose leapt to her feet. Her brows were furrowed in shock. She looked at everyone. They were all smiling at her. “Tradition? That’s a tradition?” shouted Rose.“Yes, dear! Let’s start!” smiled Zachary.“But… but…” stammered Rose.“Mom, if she does not want it, leave it. Why force something so ancient?” asked Kingsley.“This tradition represents that you both will be toge

  • Replacement Bride: His Rose   The Constant Current

    “Is he trying to just show off to his family that he loves me? What is his plan here? Was this marriage not a front for extortion? Why is he showing that he thinks of me as his wife, his real wife? Well, I am his real wife, at least on paper. But… does his family not know what he did to my family? Did he hide everything from his family? Oh god! My head hurts,” Rose kept thinking while staring down at the floor.Kingsley threw the towel at Yvette, and it landed on her head. “Ow! What?” snapped Yvette. But Kingsley ignored her. he rubbed his palms together and made them a little warmer. He looked at Rose and held her chin between his thumb and his forefinger.“Wh…at… what are you doing?” snapped Rose and swatted his hand away. But Kingsley simply smiled. He again moved his hands and softly started blending the cream on her face. She took a step back as fast as she could. But Kingsley wrapped his hand around her waist and pulled her closer. With his free hand, he touched his cheek and kep

  • Replacement Bride: His Rose   The Saintess

    The moment Rose heard the signal bell of the bakery, a flicker of hope ran across her face. Did God hear her pleas? Did God send Piers to save her, protect her? And then a scary thought came to her mind. What if Piers came in, and the man standing before him would hurt him too?The man was pushing

  • Replacement Bride: His Rose   The Princess

    “Good morning, Miss Woolridge! Bus today?” asked the kind-hearted bus driver with a sweet smile on his face.“Yeah, all the cars were going for maintenance,” replied Rose and climbed into the bus.“You are the only princess I know who takes the bus and runs her own business,” said the driver.“What

  • Replacement Bride: His Rose   The Morning Routine

    Rose stretched her arms and pulled her blanket closer to her neck. She shifted to her side and, while keeping her eyes closed, yawned loudly. She knew she woke up even before her alarm could go off. She was too excited to go back to sleep. All night, she kept dreaming about Piers.She had finally s

  • Replacement Bride: His Rose   The Overwhelming Senses

    Emerson was driving the car and kept giving the reports about patients lying in his car to the doctor.“Maybe the shock was too much. Okay, I will get everything ready. When will you reach?” asked Ernesta.“Five more minutes!” said Emerson and sped up the car. “You know his blood group, right?”“I

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