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THE SUBSTITUTE BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA DON Chapter Seventeen
CJustin’s POV“How dare you give me conditions?” I thundered, my patience snapping. I strode toward her and seized her neck in my hand, squeezing until her breath hitched.Her eyes watered instantly, panic flashing in them. “You dare not question my authority. Am I understood?” I hissed.She nodded frantically. Only then did I release her, and she bent forward, coughing softly, rubbing at her throat. I didn’t give her time to recover.“Get up. We’re leaving.”Without another word, she obeyed. Her eyes stayed low, but I saw the fear and defiance battling inside them. Good. Let her remember who held the power here.We walked out of the office together. Prisca was already waiting at the reception desk, her painted smile stretching the moment she saw me. Amelia didn’t spare her a glance, nor did she speak.Outside, the driver opened the car door for me, but Amelia brushed past and slid into the front seat beside him. My jaw tightened, but I said nothing, slipping into the backseat with P
THE SUBSTITUTE BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA DON Chapter Sixteen
Justin’s POVThe cold wind outside did nothing to calm the fire burning inside my head. I quickly entered the car and drove off.I arrived home and parked roughly in the driveway. I steadied myself, concealing the worries on my face.I met my wife dozing on the couch. She looked so cute, and for a second I almost forgot myself. Get a hold of yourself. We have a bigger problem at hand, I reprimanded myself.“Wife, go sleep upstairs,” I ordered, leaving no room for argument. She stood up, lifting her laptop sleepily. I wondered how she managed to reach the room without losing grip on it.I looked at the dining table and saw a covered plate. Wife sure knows how to calm me. I went to the kitchen to wash off Lorenzo’s mess from myself, then returned to the dining room. I dragged a chair, sat down, and uncovered the plate. The sweet aroma of mashed potatoes and chicken flooded my nostrils, and my stomach grumbled.I quickly dug in. Wifey’s cooking reminds me of Mom’s; she’s the greatest che
THE SUBSTITUTE BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA DON Chapter Fifteen
Justin’s POV“Where are you coming from, wife? Your parents said you never visited,” I asked, testing the waters to see if she actually visited her parents or not. But her expression remained neutral.“Sir, I am just coming from my parents’ house. You can call them,” she protested.I searched her face for signs of lies but found none. Why can’t I read her? It had always been easy for me to read someone, but with her it was different. Still, I did not believe her, not when she connived with her parents to deceive me.Nobody deceives Justin. Nobody.I was still planning the best way to punish them all. But she found Matthew’s embezzlement. That one act reduced the punishment I wanted to pull tight. She had actually proved it wasn’t just rumors. She was really top of her class.“I already called, and they say you weren’t there!” I said, trying to look more fierce. She didn’t budge. She just stood there looking at me like I had grown two heads.I’m having suspicions about her already, and
THE SUBSTITUTE BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA DON Chapter Fourteen
Amelia’s POVAt first, I didn’t say anything, but the SUV kept taking every turn Felix made.“Felix, someone is on our trail,” I said evenly.“I know,” he replied, his hands steady on the wheel. “I was just waiting to see if they’d get bold enough to make a move.”“Do you think it’s Justin’s men?” I asked, leaning slightly to get a better view through their tinted glass. The faint outlines of two figures sat in the front, silhouettes sharp in the glow of passing streetlights.“Could be,” Felix muttered. “Or someone else testing the waters.”I exhaled slowly, mind already calculating possibilities. “This is what I need tonight.”My fingers slipped into my bag, retrieving my phone and Felix smirked.“Here comes boss lady’s magic,” he teased.“Less talk, more speed,” I shot back, my thumbs flying across the screen. Lines of code bled into motion. Within seconds, I pierced their system.The SUV jolted violently before coming to a dead stop, tires screeching in protest.Felix chuckled und
THE SUBSTITUTE BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA DON Chapter Thirteen
Amelia’s POVJustin paused at the door. My breath caught, bracing myself for the inevitable scolding. But none came. His eyes flicked from me to Prisca, then back again. Calm. Unreadable. He adjusted the button on his sleeve, then walked away into his office without a single word.Prisca leaned closer, her voice low and venomous. “You’ll regret this.”I didn’t even look up from my screen. “You can do nothing.”The way her eyes narrowed was almost comical. She huffed and stormed off in a cloud of cheap perfume.Shaking my head, I focused on my laptop again. Numbers and files filled the screen, and soon I was too engrossed to notice the passing time. It wasn’t until Justin reappeared that I realized the office was nearly empty.“Do you plan to sleep here, wife?” His tone carried a touch of sarcasm.I clenched my jaw, fighting the urge to roll my eyes. “Of course not, sir.”Thank heavens I had wrapped up the day’s work. Shutting the laptop, I stood and followed him out. For a moment, I c
THE SUBSTITUTE BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA DON Chapter Twelve
Amelia’s POVI copied the embezzlement evidence into a file and cleared the laptop. That asshole of a manager called Matthew left a lot of work for me but that’s a piece of cake though.I put on my Airpod, listening to my favorite musician Beyoncé. That’s what I do so as not to get distracted. Weird right? Well, that’s just me. I kept seeing the rising of the company’s stock and my heart swelled with pride. Taking this job wasn’t a bad idea after all.A knock on the door caught my attention.“Come in,” I yelled, returning my attention back to the laptop.“Good afternoon, ma. Please, I came to submit these files,” a tiny voice spoke.I quickly removed my AirPod and raised my gaze to meet that of a young, pretty lady with golden hair. She looked nervous as she held a stack of documents close to her chest.“Place them on the desk,” I said, my tone firm but not unkind.She stepped forward and set the files neatly in front of me. I noticed her eyes flicker curiously around the office befor
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