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247. Rescue Mission
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2025-06-03 09:49:00
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The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 314. Be Strong
Suzi sat curled in the corner of the couch, blanket half-draped over her lap, staring at the ceiling.The clock ticked louder with every passing minute.Where was he?Max said he’d be back in few hours. That was nine hours ago!She couldn’t even call him since she didn’t have a phone. She never needed one since she never left the house. Max was going to get her one this weekend. Something about not wanting her first phone to be ugly or confusing. He wanted to pick it out together. “A proper first,” he had said.She let out a shaky breath and stood abruptly, pacing across the living room in long, anxious strides. Her heart pounded in her throat like it was trying to climb out.“Okay,” she whispered. “Okay. You’re not helpless. You can do something.”She pulled on the oversized hoodie she’d been sleeping in and slipped on a pair of Max’s slides, nearly tripping as she rushed to the front door.The night air hit her like a slap.Matteo stood by the gate like a statue, arms crossed, eyes
The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 312. Leverage
Pain came first.A dull, throbbing ache at the base of his skull that pulsed with every heartbeat. Then the weight of his limbs. Heavy. Too heavy. Like he’d been sedated with something stronger than anything he usually allowed near his veins.The room was dark. No windows. Just blackness and the cold press of concrete under his back.Max tried to move and found his hands tied behind him. Zip ties. Cheap but effective. His ankles too. Classic.His head rolled sideways. Metal pipes. Cinderblock walls. A single bare bulb flickered to life overhead, humming like a fly trapped in a jar.Warehouse, maybe. Or a basement. Somewhere soundproof and isolated.He let his eyes adjust to the light. The bulb swung slowly, casting long shadows across the floor. Water dripped from somewhere in the distance. Steady. Unforgiving.There was a smear of blood near the drain in the corner.His?Probably not.They hadn’t touched him yet. No broken ribs. No cuts. Which meant they weren’t done setting the stag
The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 312. Where Was He?
Max’s car was barely out of sight when Matteo appeared at the end of the drive.Suzi watched from the front window, one hand still curled around the sunflower stem he’d tucked behind her ear before leaving. She didn’t know what he was saying in Italian, but the way Max’s voice had dropped when he was talking made her stomach knot.Matteo stood guard at the gate. He didn’t wave. Just folded his arms across his chest and stared straight ahead.Suzi backed away from the window.The house was still beautiful. Still warm and perfect. But now it felt… quiet. Like the moment in a fairytale right before the forest starts whispering wrong.She wandered into the kitchen, filled a glass of water, and tried not to think about how easily Max had changed. How fast his smile had vanished.~-~Max drove fast, one hand on the wheel, the other already texting orders.He didn’t need the full story. Just the name Ricci and a location. That was enough.They weren’t supposed to hit domestic properties. Tha
The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 311. Homecoming
Max had never cared much for houses.He’d lived in plenty. Slept under gold chandeliers, stepped across marble floors, owned elevators with voice-activated controls. All of it cold. Polished. Expensive in that hollow way that screamed power, not peace.But this one?This one had window seats.The kind she’d asked for with stars in her voice and hesitation in her eyes, like she didn’t quite believe she was allowed to want things.Max parked the car at the end of the long, tree-lined drive and looked over at her.She was staring up at the house, their house, with both hands curled around the straps of her purse. Her lips were slightly parted. No words came out.He didn’t rush her or tease her. Just turned the engine off, unbuckled his seatbelt, and leaned one arm against the wheel.“Still breathing over there?” he asked gently.Suzi blinked hard. “It’s big.”He nodded. “Mm. House-sized.”She turned toward him slowly. “Max…it’s beautiful.”He shrugged one shoulder. “You said window seat.
The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 310. Uninvited
They returned to the ballroom like nothing had happened though Suzi’s heart still hammered, and Max looked like he was ready to murder someone with a dessert fork.She clutched his arm, fingers curled against the fine fabric of his sleeve. But her spine? It was straighter now. Her chin lifted just a little. She could almost pretend she was a woman who belonged.Almost.The music had shifted again, something bright and glittering with strings, but Suzi wasn’t listening. Her eyes found her almost immediately.Veronica.Still standing near the edge of the crowd, glass in hand. And oh—was that a twitch at the corner of her mouth?Yes. Yes, it was.Veronica’s expression cracked, just slightly, when she saw Max with his arm curled protectively around Suzi. Suzi didn’t miss the way the other woman’s eyes narrowed. Or how her fingers tightened on the stem of her glass like she was deciding whether to drink it or launch it.Max leaned down, his breath warm against Suzi’s ear. “Don’t look now,”
The Mafia Boss's Pregnant Bride 309. An Ex
“Dance with me,” he said.Suzi nearly choked on her water. “What?”He extended a hand, palm up. “Dance with me.”Suzi’s eyes widened. “But everyone’s watching.”Max smiled. “Exactly.”She hesitated. Her eyes darted toward the couples already gliding across the polished floor, toward the perfect women in perfect dresses who looked like they belonged in paintings, not real life.Then she looked back at Max. Waiting for her, patient as always.“Just one dance,” he coaxed. “We did it at our wedding, remember? You can do it again.”She stared at his hand.And then, heart pounding, knees not entirely on board, she placed hers in his.He led her to the floor with quiet confidence, weaving her through the crowd like he’d done it a thousand times before. The music shifted into a slow waltz, something lush and cinematic, and he folded her into his arms like they’d been choreographed since the beginning of time.Suzi barely breathed.Max leaned down, his cheek brushing hers. “Focus on me. You ar
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