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THE SUBSTITUTE BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA DON Chapter Thirty Seven
Amelia’s POVI didn’t even wait for Jackson to park the car properly before jumping out.I rushed into the hospital reception and approached the first nurse I saw.“Please, where is Mrs. Hart’s ward?” I asked, struggling to steady my voice.“Come with me,” she replied, and the look of pity that flashed across her face made my heart sink deeper.It was already bad enough that Mom was in a coma… I only prayed it wasn’t worse than that.I trailed behind her, each step heavier than the last. My heart pounded so loudly I feared my chest might explode.We stopped in front of the ICU. I paused, inhaled deeply, and exhaled shakily before stepping in, bracing myself for anything.But nothing could have prepared me for what I saw.As soon as my eyes landed on Mom, the strong girl in me shattered. Tears streamed freely down my face.There she was—lying motionless on the bed, wrapped in bandages, pale and unrecognizable, with an oxygen tube fixed to her nose.Dad sprang up the moment he saw me. H
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Amelia’s POVThe men moved closer, their grins wide and deliberate.“Stay back,” I warned, my voice firm.“We were paid to have fun with you. Be a good girl,” the chubby one with the bald head said.“I don’t do fun. Go get a prostitute,” I shouted, but they kept advancing.The lanky one reached for my arm. I swatted his hand away. Another man grabbed my waist, and I drove my knee into his groin. He let go with a groan.“How dare you,” he yelled. Two men seized my arms, pinning me in place. The bald one, who seemed to be their leader, undid his belt. I twisted and fought, but their grip only tightened.Was this how I was going to lose my virginity — to strangers? Who would pay them to do this? Faces flickered through my mind, but none stayed long enough for me to name.I squeezed my eyes shut, bracing for the worst.The door burst open.Justin strode in, his face cold and hard. He crossed the room in two quick steps, slammed his fist into the face of the man holding my legs, and blood
THE SUBSTITUTE BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA DON Chapter Thirty Five
Amelia’s POVI stepped into the mansion and was welcomed by the maids.I made my way upstairs. Immediately I stepped into the room my breath hitched.Lying majestic on the bed was a golden dinner gown embedded with diamonds, beside it was a black heels embedded with gold stones and a black handbag to match.My heart swelled with excitement and the anger I felt since evaporated into thin air.I picked the gown and ran my hand through the smooth fabric. Justin sure knows how to flutter someone and he also knows how to hurt someone. He does the right thing at the wrong time.Well with this beautiful dress laying in front of me begging to be worn. Who I’m I to say no? I would be going for the banquet.I peeled my work clothes off my body and slide into the bathroom humming softly.I let the shower run through me washing away all the sweat tiredness.I stepped out of the bathroom feeling refreshed. I combed my hair thoroughly before wiping my body dry.I applied body lotion, then I pack
THE SUBSTITUTE BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA DON Chapter Thirty Four
Amelia’s POVI stepped into the company with an expressionless face. My face had been like that since yesterday, ever since I heard Justin make that call.He suspects I overheard, because I caught a glimpse of guilt in his expression, but it disappeared as quickly as it came. Why was he feeling guilty? He wasn’t lying anyway.I met Prisca at the reception, cleaning. The janitor’s uniform fitted her perfectly. I bit back the chuckle that was about to escape my lips.“Good morning, ma’am,” she greeted, avoiding my gaze.“Wow, such a humble janitor,” I said with a smile that didn’t reach my eyes. “You look good in your new uniform.”She picked up the mopping bucket and scurried off in shame.“Morning, ma,” the janitor who replaced her greeted with a cheerful smile.I returned the smile. “Come with me.”She hurried after me. We stepped into the elevator together, and when it stopped at the top floor, I input my pin cautiously and we walked into my office.“Here are my credentials and CV,
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Amelia’s POVSomething fishy is going on in this company.Who on earth would be able to sneak in and try to harm me without help from someone on the inside? Someone had to have given them access. I need to be careful. I can smell a rat, and I know neither Justin nor I are truly safe.Justin may be a ruthless mafia boss, but that also makes me a target. They might want to use me to get to him.But then again… would he even react if his enemies got to me?The thought sent a nauseous shiver down my spine.I walked briskly to the car and slipped into the backseat. Justin came in a few minutes later, his usual calm masking whatever storm brewed underneath. I hesitated, torn between telling him what had happened earlier and keeping it to myself.No. I won’t tell him. I’ve always handled my own problems. Whoever is behind this clearly doesn’t know who they’re up against.The ride home was smooth, silent except for the low hum of the engine.When we stepped into the mansion, we were greeted b
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Amelia’s POV“I will do that boss,” Felix said, ending the call.Oh, Prisca will not know what hit her. I swear.Soon after, I heard commotion downstairs. Out of curiosity, I went to check, only to see Justin’s hand on Prisca’s neck.“How dare you try to frame my wife?” he asked in his low scary voice.“I am not the one,” she struggled to say, but he did not listen.“Oh my God, Prisca is trending!” someone shouted. Everyone checked their phones.Gasps filled the room.“Oh my God, different men. So disgusting.”“Ewww, to think I always looked up to her,” another said.“I always knew she was loose, but not to this extent.”Prisca’s eyes widened as the whispers grew louder.“Your plan already backfired. Good for you,” Justin said, releasing her and walking away.“That is not me. It was photoshopped!” Prisca screamed, but nobody cared.I stood in an angle, watching. My heart beat fast, not from fear but from what he said.Justin had called me his wife. He had defended me in front of every
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