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2025-08-30 23:07:58
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The Captured Mafia Bride CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY-NINE
Lyla’s POVMy sister's brown eyes glowed in the evening lights. In the space of a year, she had grown into a beautiful woman, and she was dressed like one too, a low plunge purple gown that brought out the richness in her hair and skin colour. She was almost as tall as my dad, so I knew she was wearing high heels.Behind her, a man walked, wrapping his hands around her waist. Silvia froze the minute he touched her, but she didn't move, her hands shaking nervously as Christian kissed her cheek.“Not now,” Emilio hissed, grabbing my hand. I did not even realize when I had moved. That devil, the demon, was so close to my baby.I had to kill him.Christian dragged her away from the top, whilst my mother and father still stood there. “I need air,” I croaked, rushing through the crowd. I heard my men chase behind me, but I don't stop, not till I'm outside in a garden, heaving.“He…he…he,” I stammered, the words lodged in my chest.“Deep breaths,” Achilles said, standing in front of me. “Suc
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Lyla’s POVI pulled the straps of the gown up, standing in front of the mirror. I looked nothing like I used to just a year ago. Green eyes, short black hair, long back gown that dazzled with the lights, black lingerie with the knives each of my men have gifted me over the time, a gun in my purse and red lips wearing custom made red bottoms. Even my shoes were a weapon. My eye shadow was so dark, the wing of my eye liner the sharpest I have ever done.Fuck, I was hot. I left the room after spritzing some perfume on my pulse areas, and walked down slowly. Each of my men were already dressed, and the pain of the last time I saw them like this flashed through my head.“It won't happen again, Lyla,” Achilles said, taking my hands. “I'm never letting you out of my sight.”“How did you know?”“Because I know you my love,” he said, kissing my cheek softly. “You're not the same woman anymore.”X came and stood close to me. “You look beautiful baby,” he said, kissing me.Isaiah came out from
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Emilio“Give me a little twirl,” I said to her as she came out from behind the curtain.Lyla’s face foamed hot as she turned around slowly, her ass wiggling. “Do you like it?”“Mmm,” I thought, shaking my head no. We had been in this shop for more than an hour, and the owners were kind enough to send everyone away, except the workers. I almost drove a pen through the eye of a guard that was staring at Lyla, but that sweet ass in those black shorts, I guess I couldn't blame the man for taking a peek.“Emilio,” she groaned. “You are horrible at this.”“Maybe I'm just trying to help you look extra beautiful,” I threw my hands up. “Is that a crime?”“No, but I need a dress that fits,” she sighed and walked behind the curtain again. For some reason, Lyla refused to let me behind there, saying I should only see the rewards of her efforts and not the process.”I had a glass of whiskey I downed, tapping my feet in the empty room. Earlier, Isaiah had given us all earbuds for communication, and
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Lyla’s POV I slammed the door of the jeep behind me, then out my hair in a high bun. Xiomar came down slowly, a huge, pleased grin on his face even as I sulked in contempt. “Shut up,” I hissed, walking past him. “I said nothing,” he laughed. I heard the sound of gravel beneath his booths as he followed me into the house. The apartment was quiet except the sound of grunting I heard coming from behind a door. “There in the gym,” I announced, oshsi g the door open. Achilles and Emilio were shirtless, their upper body in display and they attacked each other. The smell of sweat and fighting filled the air and clung to their skin, the difference between Achilles tattoos and Emilio's pale scars causing quite a disruption in my panties. Yes, I was still fucking horny. “Don't pout, Lyla,” X said, smacking my ass. Achilles glanced at me, and Emilio moved quickly, throwing a right jab at his brother, clippingLyla’s POV I slammed the door of the jeep behind me, then out my hair in a high
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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY-FOUR Ximoar’s POV “What did you do?” Lyla's eyes bulged as Sienna dropped to the ground, her neck breaking with a sickening crunch. “I got rid of a problem that's what the fuck I did,” I hissed, blowing smoke away from my gun. “You would have been killed.” Lyla reached Sienna’s body, and she began to press, her eyes red. “I was trying to get her to talk to me,” she sobbed, lifting her head up. I could see how bloodshot her eyes were, but I couldn't care less. “You were crying over her, when she tried to kill you.” “Yeah, and she wouldn't,” blood stained her palms. I heard the sounds of a siren coming from below and I looked out the window. Sure enough, three police cars were speeding down the road. “We need to leave now, Lyla,” I hissed, dragging her away from the dead body. Lyla reluctantly gets on her feet, and then she follows me. “I hate you.” “That's all right, baby. You can hate me all you want, but right now, you need to move.” We ran
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Lyla’s POVI slammed the door of the jeep behind me, then out my hair in a high bun. Xiomar came down slowly, a huge, pleased grin on his face even as I sulked in contempt.“Shut up,” I hissed, walking past him.“I said nothing,” he laughed. I heard the sound of gravel beneath his booths as he followed me into the house. The apartment was quiet except the sound of grunting I heard coming from behind a door.“There in the gym,” I announced, oshsi g the door open.Achilles and Emilio were shirtless, their upper body in display and they attacked each other. The smell of sweat and fighting filled the air and clung to their skin, the difference between Achilles tattoos and Emilio's pale scars causing quite a disruption in my panties.Yes, I was still fucking horny.“Don't pout, Lyla,” X said, smacking my ass. Achilles glanced at me, and Emilio moved quickly, throwing a right jab at his brother, clipping him in the jaw.“Ouch,” Achilles grunted, stepping backwards. “What did you do that for
The Captured Mafia Bride CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
Lyla's POVI slam the door hard, making it bounce on its hinges. How insensitive and blind could he have been to not be able to assess the situation and see his brother was in pain?Is that how he had reacted rashly, leading to Valerie's husband being killed.I let out a huge sigh, heavy tears fall
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She raises her head and cleans her face, her brown eyes still filled with tears. I rub her hands, assuring her. “They tore our passports,” she whispers to me. I nod, encouraging her.“My husband didn't come home last night. He had told me what to do. If I do not return by 8 pm, take the children,
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Emilio's POVI watch Lyla closely, as she flips the book open. She seems like she's genuinely interested in it, giggling at times.“Ugh,” I groan. The chair I sat on is not particularly comfortable.My room is a mini dungeon. Knives, guns and even a rocket launcher hangs from the walls. My king-siz
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Achilles POVI slam my room door, the cold air hitting my face. I had to check in with Isaiah, to see exactly what the damage was.“I was expecting your call Boss” he says as he picks up. “Do you have the footage?”Isaiah laughs. “Fuck yes I do. Immediately after I got your text. Remind me never to
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