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Substitute Bride for the Mafia Don Chapter 95
RiccardoI woke up with a pounding headache that no drink could ease—there was no way to escape it. Rubbing my eyes, I forced myself to sit up on the edge of the bed. My body felt strange without the usual buzz I relied on. I could no longer pretend or avoid the truth. I had spent too long trying to forget and numb the pain of losing Ava, but now it was time to confront it. To confront myself.I had messed up, and no amount of booze could change that. I stumbled into the kitchen, the silence of the house closing in on me, a sharp contrast to the chaos I had caused. A glass of whiskey sat on the counter, an old temptation, but I resisted. I wasn’t that guy anymore. I couldn’t be. It had been almost a month since Ava took the kids and I hadn’t heard from her. Not that I blamed her. What could I say? I had pushed her away when all she wanted was for me to be there, to be real. Instead, I drowned in my bitterness and pride. I slept with her and then pushed her away the next morning. It fe
Substitute Bride for the Mafia Don Chapter 94
Ava It's been a week since I last saw anyone, ever since Steph mentioned Riccardo. I'm completely wiped out—like, can't even get out of bed tired. And the nausea? It's been really bad at times. I figured it was just stress, everything crashing down on me. I thought my body was just reacting to the chaos of the past few weeks, leaving everything behind. This morning, when I finally dragged myself out of bed, the dizziness hit me harder than usual. My stomach cramps feel dull and achy, almost... off. I haven't felt like myself for a while, but I can't quite figure out why. I look in the bathroom mirror and see my reflection—my face is paler than normal, and my eyes are still heavy from sleepless nights. But it's more than just being tired. I take a deep breath and place my hand on my stomach, hoping for some clarity. No way, I can't be pregnant. But that thought lingers, a little voice I can't ignore. My hands shake a bit as I reach for the test sitting on the counter, one that's b
Substitute Bride for the Mafia Don Chapter 93
Steph I've visited this apartment building more times than I can remember, but today, as I stand in front of Ava's door, everything feels different. The burden of my brother's sadness and regrets weighs heavily on me, like a tight grip on my chest. I can't keep watching him suffer like this. I'm not sure if she's ready for what I need to say, but I'm going to speak up anyway. For Riccardo. For their family. For myself and Bento. I knock, and the door creaks open, revealing Ava in a comfy sweater. Her face is cautious, but her eyes hint at something—maybe sadness? Or just the weariness of living without our family's chaos. She seems better, not as shattered as I expected, but I can still see the signs. "Steph," she says quietly, as if my visit is a surprise. "Hey there," I say with a tight smile as I walk in without waiting for an invitation. "How's it going?" Ava shrugs, her eyes cautious yet gentle. "I'm alright. Just keeping myself busy." I nod, sensing that she's not really ok
Substitute Bride for the Mafia Don Chapter 92
Riccardo I was sitting in my office, gazing at the whiskey decanter on my desk. The amber liquid sparkled in the low light, almost mocking me. I despised it just as much as I craved it. The sting and the bitterness reflected the emptiness in my heart. It had been three weeks since she left. I reclined in my chair, shutting my eyes. I could still picture her that night, standing before me with a fierce look in her eyes. She was stunning, even then. "I can't keep doing this, Riccardo. It feels like six years ago. I thought we could work things out but I can't do this anymore. Why should I when you won't even try? I thought you wanted this. I thought you had changed, but I was foolish to think you'd ever want more..." I should have stopped her, should have said something—anything—to make her stay. But I didn’t. I let her walk away, taking my kids with her, crushed by my own pride and anger. And now? Now I was all alone, surrounded by the wreckage I created. I let out a bitter laugh,
Substitute Bride for the Mafia Don Chapter 91
AvaThree weeks.It's been three weeks since I packed up and left that house and life behind. Three weeks of silence and solitude, trying to piece myself back together while the pain Riccardo caused me throbbed daily. I found an apartment that was comfortable enough without the overwhelming luxury of the De Lucca estate. It doesn't feel like home, but at least it's mine for now. Two months ago, Riccardo brought us back to Italy, pleading with me to stay so he could see his kids every day. I was naive to agree, but I thought he deserved to be in their lives, and maybe we could make it work for their sake. I met his three other brothers, and I learned that Luigi had three sons with his mistress, whom he killed after his wife passed away. Luigi was a real piece of work, having abused both his wife and mistress, along with their three boys. Riccardo found out about his half-brothers when they followed their father's men to a small village where their mother lived. They were just kids—th
Substitute Bride for the Mafia Don Chapter 90
BentoThe weight of Riccardo's deteriorating state felt like a heavy burden on my chest. His downward spiral had become impossible to overlook, and I was tired of being a bystander. In the kitchen, I gazed at the scattered liquor bottles that Riccardo had left on the counter. Half of them were already empty, their contents consumed night after night as he tried to escape reality. The sight made me feel sick. Fueled by frustration, I swept my arm across the counter, sending bottles crashing into the sink, the sound of breaking glass shattering the house's silence. Whiskey spilled everywhere, filling the basin, the sharp odor hitting my nose. "What the hell are you doing?" Riccardo's voice thundered from behind me, harsh and piercing. I turned around, my jaw clenched and heart racing. He stood in the doorway, shirt undone, eyes red, and face contorted with rage. He looked like a shadow of his former self. "What I should've done a long time ago," I shot back, grabbing another bottle an
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Ava "There’s no 'us' anymore, Riccardo. We’re divorced, and you made that choice when you pushed me away," I said, holding back tears. I refused to let him see me cry. After holding the twins at their birth, I promised myself I wouldn’t shed another tear over their father. He smirked at me. "Divorce?" he asked, a playful grin on his face. "Yes, the papers I sent you to sign. What’s so funny about that?" He shook his head, chuckling, "Oh, Amore, I have a surprise for you." "Look, I don’t have time for your games. You wanted to talk, so let’s talk," I replied, determined not to get caught up in his antics this time. "Fine, why didn’t you tell me you were pregnant?" I could hear the disappointment in his voice. "Because I wasn’t ready to hear your harsh words again. You made your feelings clear that day. Why would I tell you?" I wanted to share the news. I was on my way to see him when I spotted him with another woman, laughing together. In that moment, I realized he never loved
Substitute Bride for the Mafia Don Chapter 88
Ava The kids always called me Mommy, never Mama. We were crawling around the couch, trying to sneak a look. I saw Riccardo, his back to us, breathing heavily. He had a broad back and was wearing a long gray shirt with the sleeves rolled up and black jeans. Nice butt, I thought. I was on all fours with the kids under me. "Ava!" Riccardo called out. I knew it was time to show myself before he caused a scene. "Over here!" I shouted as I stood up, the kids following my lead. "Ava." "Hi," I said, feeling a bit shy now that we were face-to-face. Wow, he looked even more handsome than I remembered. "Hey," he replied, his eyes showing a mix of protectiveness and possessiveness. "I’m glad to see you made it out okay." His gaze moved to the kids, who were staring at him in awe. I guess that’s what happens when you meet your dad for the first time. It was super awkward just staring at each other, so I decided to speak up. "Anrico, Massimo,' I said with a smile, "I want you to officia
Substitute Bride for the Mafia Don Chapter 87
Ava I was sprawled out on my back in the hotel bed, with Anrico and Massimo on either side of me, our legs all tangled up. One of them had their hand under their cheek while the other rested on my stomach. I couldn't help but think about what happened last night. FLASHBACK: In the end, I ended up winning at rock paper scissors. I decided to head left, away from the music. As I made my way down this ridiculously long hallway, I came across three doors. It felt like a scene from a Mario game—pick the wrong door and who knows what could happen. I approached the first door, pressed my ear against it, and heard some moaning. I quickly pulled back. Holding my kids' hands, I moved to the next door, listened in, and heard nothing. I opened it to find complete darkness. It could be a room with someone sleeping inside. I quietly closed that door. Naturally, it had to be the last door. I hurried to the final door, flung it open, and just stood there, frozen. There are three guys with a girl
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