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Author: Siwa Rose
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-09-17 23:27:14

Annalissa Hale

My head is buzzing. I can’t think. I remember how much anger I felt when I watched Kayleigh feed Dante cake. When they danced. I wanted nothing but to show her who he belonged to. I wasn’t thinking, I literally dragged him out of there and ended up blurting out the fact that Don Romano asked me about his great grandchildren.

Now, his mouth is on me like he’s starving for me. He’s biting, tugging, devouring me. His tongue slides deep before I can even catch a breath. Every time I try to pull air, he’s back again.

And God help me, I want it.

The backs of my eyes sting, but I shove it down because the ache in my chest doesn’t stand a chance against the fire spreading through my body. His hands are under my blouse now, thumbing over my nipples until my back arches into him with a broken sound I can’t swallow.

I moan into his mouth, and then he’s gone. Dropping to his knees in front of me. My breath lodges in my throat as his palms shove up my skirt. One pushes the
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  • The Mafia Devil’s Wrong Bride   091

    Dante Romano I’m pacing the study when the courier comes in. The man I put on Issa’s apartment building because I couldn’t bear the thought of her alone. Connor’s been trying to steady me all day, muttering the same thing: you can’t force her to want you. But I can. I just don’t want to be the kind of man who breaks her completely. The pacing continues. I can feel the itch under my skin, the kind that makes my fists clench too hard.The door slams open. The watcher stumbles in, one hand pressed to his temple. He looks like he’s been through hell.“She’s gone,” he exclaims.“You mean…” I close the distance between us in two long strides. “You were on watch.”He nods, no sound. “I was outside the building. Someone hit me from behind. I woke up, door open. She’s gone.”I grab the nearest vase off the sideboard and hurl it. The thing explodes against the far wall. The ceramic scatters like the last pieces of my patience. The man takes a step back, eyes wide, because he understand

  • The Mafia Devil’s Wrong Bride   090

    Annalissa HaleRonan carries the plate back to the kitchen himself and sits on the floor opposite me. “I’ll send someone to help you clean up your apartment. You can’t stay like this.”“I’m fine,” He’s quiet for a beat, then the question comes out low. “Do you think Dante found out about Clarissa?”“He always knew,” I say, hearing the hurt in my own voice. “I had no idea he knew. He knew I wasn’t Clarissa and he let me pretend. Even when…” The sentence splinters and I stop because the memory of us in the shower, in his bedroom, the surrender, the way I let him use me, makes bile rise.Ronan crouches so he’s level with me. “Just it out,” he says softly.“He knew about my parents too. He let me keep living the lie and believing in them.” Ronan’s face hardens. “At least he’s not reacting violently like he would’ve. We also lied to him. Well, we tried to.”“Are you taking his side?” I blurt.“No,” he says, and the answer is immediate. “But I…”Nausea rips me like a wave and I bolt f

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    Annalissa HaleEvery single person in my life is a liar. I drag my feet inside my apartment and lock the door. Loneliness weighs my shoulders down as I walk into my bedroom. I sink into my bed and curl into a ball, more tears rolling down my cheeks.My heart feels like it’s being ripped out of my chest. It’s almost like the poor little thing can’t take any more heartaches. Mum and Dad lied. They gave me false hope while hiding Clarissa and building her a perfect life.Well, a not so perfect life because it wasn’t enough for her. And Dante. He’s known from the start and he enjoyed using me as his item of amusement. He tore my walls down little by little like I was a challenge to him. He made me fall into him over and over again while holding back the truth that could make and break me.And now, I’m carrying his baby. Or babies, I’m not even sure. I bite down on my lower lip and try to muffle my sobs as they rip through my chest. My chest heaves and I close my eyes. But the sleep d

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    Annalissa HaleThe phone is pressed so tight against my ear my hand shakes. “What did Kane find out?”Ronan’s voice comes. “Your parents. They’re the ones who’ve been hiding Clarissa all this while.”My breath stutters. “What?”“She was never kidnapped, Issa. She ran away with her lover. Your parents helped her. Something went south with her lover, Thomas and now she’s back. Because only Dante can protect her from him.”No. No. No. My pulse pounds so loud I barely hear myself whisper, “There has to be a mistake. Somehow.”“It’s true,” Ronan says. “I’m coming to get you.”The line goes dead.My parents? No. Mum and Dad would never. They wouldn’t lie to me like that.The click of heels breaks my trance. Mum steps into the living room. “Are you okay, dear?”My lungs burn, and before I know it, the words slip out. “Was this your plan?”Her brows knit. “What?”“You and Dad,” I snap, rising to my feet. “You helped Clarissa escape the wedding. You made me marry Dante knowing fully well

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