Library
Search
Home / Mafia / Substitute Bride To The Mafia Boss / Chapter 85

Share

Chapter 85

Author: Kathy Pearl
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-30 20:13:13

I stretched my arms above my head, a lazy yawn slipping from my mouth. Slowly, I turned to my side carefully in order not to wake Giovanni.

Giovanni was still fast asleep, laying on his side with an arm tossed over the pillow and his dark hair was tousled and curled at the ends.

It made him look innocent. I smiled softly.

Last night was perfect.

After a brief dinner, we curled up with a mountain of snacks, binged on an old Drew Barrymore rom com, and to my satisfaction, Giovanni had finally admitted that choco mint wasn't a bad flavor for an ice cream.

We laughed, kissed, laughed some smoke, and then eventually we had sex. The kind that still left my body tingling till now.

I could still feel the pleasant ache between my thighs, a reminder of how he'd claimed me so brutally.

With a coy smile, I slipped out of bed and pulled on one of Gio's oversized shirts and the lazy pants I'd shrugged on last night.

I swiped my phone from the dresser and stepped out of the room, my thumbs f
Continue to read this book for free
Scan code to download App
Locked Chapter
Previous Chapter Next Chapter

Latest chapter

  • Substitute Bride To The Mafia Boss    Chapter 97

    I watched the beef sizzling loudly on the fry pan, a satisfied smile on my lips as I turned around to check on the rice. It has been more than a week since my job hunt and it was still proving unsuccessful. I hummed a tune under my breath moving around as I wiped off the kitchen countertop. It was relaxing when I cleaned while cooking, it took off the stress from me. I couldn't deny that I was heartbroken over my lack of getting a job and it pricked my chest. "Hey, beautiful," Michelle greeted, sliding on top of one of the stools and plucking a grape from the counter. I chuckled, turning around to face her. "I told you already, if you're not going to help then you shouldn't be here.""Don't be such a sourass, Daisy," she said with a smile. "I'm here to support you emotionally, of course." I rolled my eyes and turned back to the steak, greasing the meat with a little bit of melted butter. I'd been craving steak for a while now and Michelle encouraged me to make it for myself sin

  • Substitute Bride To The Mafia Boss    Chapter 96

    |GIOVANNI'S POV|I didn't know how long I stood under the warm shower but my skin had started to prune and goosebumps were already forming on my arms. I turned off the shower and stepped out, drying my body with a towel. I shaved my beards and combed my hair, styling it the usual way. There was already a neatly pressed suit waiting for me, courtesy of Darcy and it hit me how true Dad's words were. I needed to show up for my family and work. They needed me too. Once I was dressed and sure that I looked good enough, I went downstairs to join the others for breakfast. They were in the middle of a conversation when I walked in and judging by the looks on their faces, they weren't expecting to see me. Cristina almost choked on her food. Jose looked like he'd just seen a ghost and Luca wasn't the least bit surprised. "Good morning, family," I muttered, sliding into the chair next to Alessia. A plate of bacon, scrambled eggs and toast appeared in front of me and I looked up at Darcy,

  • Substitute Bride To The Mafia Boss    Chapter 95

    |GIOVANNI'S POV|The room was dark and lifeless, it smelled of booze and cigarettes. But for the first time in years, I didn't care. A drawn out sigh left my lips and I leaned my head back against the wall, taking another swig from the bottle of whiskey in my hand. I had no idea what time of the day it was, and I wasn't concerned about it either. The sound of the door creaking caught my attention and I groaned. "How many times do I have to fucking tell you!?" I growled, "Leave me the hell alone!"I blindly threw the bottle and it must've crashed on the wall, because a loud sound echoed falling by the pieces falling to the ground. "Mierda," A thick voice echoed and the next thing that followed was bright light pouring through the windows. "Fuck!" I hissed, blocking the brightness with my hand but it was of no use. "I told you to leave me-""It's been days, Gio," Dad's voice made me stop in my cracks. "How long will you keep up this attitude?" I sighed, realizing I'd wasted a goo

  • Substitute Bride To The Mafia Boss    Chapter 94

    Michelle snapped the menu shit with a satisfied grin. "I'll have the noodles with black bean sauce," she told the waiter. Then, glancing at me, added. "And a bottle of Sprite. Cold." I set aside my own menu with a sigh. "I'll go with the white rice and grilled shrimp. And pineapple juice, please." Once the waiter walked away, we didn't say a word to each other. Michelle began tapping her fingers on the table absentmindedly but I was heavy with thought. "I wanted to talk to you about something," I said finally, fiddling with the strap of my purse.Michell leaned forward. "What's up?""I'm broke, Michelle, like completely and totally broke," I said with an exasperated sigh. "There's nothing left in my personal savings anymore and I don't know how long I can continue like this.""Dad offered to settle for the hospital bills and everything but I feel guilty." She cocked a brow. "What about the card? You're still with it, right?""What card?" I feigned ignorance and she rolled her eyes

  • Substitute Bride To The Mafia Boss    Chapter 93

    The next morning, Dad and I stepped out of the house, heading towards the car parked out in the front. I squinted at the soft glow from the sun and Dad chuckled at my reaction. "That's what you get for spending so much time in the house."I rolled my eyes with a smile but I didn't respond. Dad was already standing by the car but his eyes were focused on his phone. "Are we waiting for someone?" I asked, glancing at him curiously. He looked up, about to answer my question, when a familiar voice chimed in from behind me. "Good morning, mama to be." I turned sharply, my heart palpitating at her sudden entrance. "Michelle?" She grinned wide, her arms already open. I gasped and hugged her tight, the initial surprise replaced with joy. "What are you doing here?" "Your dad called me," Michelle said with a playful nudge. "Said you might need some extra girl support." I smiled at Dad who just shrugged casually, slipping his phone into his pocket. "It was a good call to tell him," Mich

  • Substitute Bride To The Mafia Boss    Chapter 92

    It had been a week already. Seven long days since everything crashed and burned. I had sent out countless applications to different jobs, remote and on site, but the scandal had spread like wildfire. Even the convenience store two blocks away had turned me down. Not even the minimum wage wanted me. I hadn't told my father about the pregnancy. Every time he mentioned how she didn't need to work or how she should rest and heal, I felt a fresh wave of guilt. Because if I spent one more day in that house, pretending like I wasn't falling apart, I was going to lose my mind. I had texted Giovanni. Every single day. But there was no reply. Worse still, every time I stepped outside, Alessia's face mocked me from billboards and digital ads. It felt like each bright smile on her face was mocking me but maybe I was overreacting. Would anyone blame me? I didn't even know where I stood with Giovanni anymore. Would he ask for a divorce? Could a divorce even stand since he literally married

More Chapters

You may also like

Explore and read good novels for free
Free access to a vast number of good novels on GoodNovel app. Download the books you like and read anywhere & anytime.
Read books for free on the app
SCAN CODE TO READ ON APP
DMCA.com Protection Status