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The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 247. Rescue Mission
Ella’s eyes were huge in the dim light, her small body curled into a corner of the cell like a wild thing ready to bolt. Landon crouched low, hands up, careful not to crowd her.“Hey,” he said softly, keeping his voice low and even. “I’m not here to hurt you.”She didn’t move. Just stared at him, face pale and streaked with grime, braid hanging loose over her shoulder.“The woman who gave you the protein bar?” he continued. “She sent me. Said you’d know.”A flicker of recognition. A twitch of her fingers.“That’s right,” Landon murmured. “She wanted me to make sure you’re safe. Can I take you to her?”Still no words, but she slowly uncurled, her eyes searching his like she was trying to find the lie. He didn’t blame her. This place? It beat the truth out of people.“I’m going to pick you up, alright?” he said. “We have to be quick. We’re getting out of here.”She gave a tiny nod, just once.Landon swept her into his arms. She was too light, bones pressing through thin fabric. He turne
The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 246. Find Her
Max blinked, one hand still on the doorframe. “Define ‘detour.’”“We’re hitting the compound,” Landon said, tone flat and final.Max’s mouth opened. Then closed. Then opened again. “I thought I had misheard you. Say that again. Slowly.”“We’re going back to the compound,” Landon repeated.Max stepped fully into the room, eyes darting between Landon and Daphne. “That compound? The fortress crawling with Marquez’s most loyal psychos? The one we escaped by the skin of our teeth two days ago?”“That’s the one,” Landon said grimly.Daphne lifted her chin. “There’s a child there. Ella. She’s… she’s in danger. We’re not leaving her.”Max stared at her. “You’re kidding.”“I’m not.”Max looked like he was weighing the risks on an invisible scale, then promptly dropped the whole thing and ran a hand over his face. “Both of you are crazy.”“I won’t leave without her,” Daphne said quietly.Max paused, his gaze lingering on her a moment too long before sighing and muttering, “Goddamn it.”“We need
The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 245. Detour
Landon tensed. “What kind of situation?” he asked, grabbing a shirt from the back of a chair and pulling it on.Max stepped fully into the cabin, shutting the door behind him. “Marquez is moving faster than we anticipated. He’s calling in favors, putting a price on both your heads.” His eyes flickered to Daphne. “Especially yours.”“How much am I worth?” she asked, almost sounding bored but Landon knew she was scared.“Three million. Dead or alive.” Max’s mouth twitched. “Though I suspect he’d prefer you breathing so he can finish what he started.”Landon cursed under his breath. “That’s higher than I expected.”“You flatter me,” Daphne muttered. “I didn’t think I was worth more than one.”Max snorted, crossing his arms over his broad chest. “You must be something special to piss him off that much.”“I was his favorite,” Daphne said, the words leaving a bitter taste in her mouth.Max’s expression darkened. “Yeah, well, now you’re his most wanted. And he’s not being subtle about it. Ev
The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 244. Breakfast
Landon stood at the stove, his back to her, flipping pancakes with practiced ease. His hair was slightly messed up, and he was shirtless.Because, of course, he was.Daphne stared at the sculpted muscles of his broad shoulders and gulped.Memories of them coupling that night came flooding back. Her body tingled at the thought of those hands all over her again.“I’m not hungry,” she lied, even as her stomach betrayed her with a low growl.She was also hungry for something else entirely.He glanced over his shoulder, a knowing smirk playing at the corner of his mouth. “Your stomach disagrees.” He gestured toward the small wooden table where two plates waited. “Sit. You need to eat.”Daphne remained in the doorway, arms crossed over her chest. “I don’t take orders from you.”Landon turned fully now, spatula in hand, his expression caught between amusement and exasperation. “It’s not an order. It’s breakfast.” He slid a perfect golden pancake onto a waiting plate. “And you lost a lot of b
The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 243. Too Comforting
Daphne turned away from him sharply, hoping he didn’t see the tears gathering in her eyes. Her body ached, but it wasn’t the pain that made her want to scream—it was the way his words cracked something in her that she’d worked so hard to keep sealed.She didn’t want to believe him. Didn’t want to believe in anything other than the rules Father had carved into her skin and soul: feelings are weakness. Attachment is death. Vulnerability is a luxury for people who don’t live in cages with golden locks.But Landon… damn him. He looked at her like she was more than a weapon. Like she wasn’t something broken beyond repair.She couldn’t stand it.“Don’t look at me like that,” she muttered, her voice low and shaking. “Like I’m some wounded animal you want to fix.”“I’m not trying to fix you.”“Liar.”She heard him shift behind her but he didn’t step closer. “I’m not. I just… want you to know you don’t have to fight every minute you’re awake.”She pressed the heels of her palms into her eyes.
The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 242. You are Safe
Landon stood just outside the door, his back pressed lightly against the cool wood. He could hear her breathing slow, the subtle shift from guarded alertness to tentative rest. For a moment, he let himself breathe too.He glanced down at his hands, still stained faintly from earlier struggles—both physical and emotional. Taking care of Daphne wasn’t just about the wounds on her ribs. It was about the cracks he could see beneath her tough exterior, the quiet battles no one else knew she fought.The doctor would be here soon, but Landon knew this was only the beginning. He needed to earn her trust. And trust was something Daphne didn’t seem to give freely.He didn’t expect her to let her guard down quickly, and he wasn’t going to push. She had every right to be cautious, especially of him.But for tonight, she was safe.He pushed himself off the door and walked to the kitchen, filling a kettle with water and setting it on the gas burner. The blue flame flickered to life, casting dancing
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