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The Second Target
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2026-08-06 20:51:01
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The Mafia King’s Forbidden Wife The Second Target
Chapter 11“Dante paid for my life?”The words left an awful taste in my mouth. I backed away from Matteo, coming into contact with the hard edge of his desk. I couldn’t make sense of anything.Dante killed my father, saved me, took a bullet for me at the altar, and kept a picture of me taken when I was eighteen.“He hired a ghost squad to block the hit squad from entering our perimeter.” Matteo’s tone became rough and soft at the same time. “He has been following your footsteps since the night when father died. Why do you think you have survived until now while almost no one in our family survives beyond thirty?”I swallowed hard, my hands clinging to the back of the mahogany. “If Dante has been protecting me for six years… then who ordered the snipers to shoot me at the cathedral yesterday?”Matteo did not reply immediately. He walked over to his bottle of whiskey, pouring himself two fingers of it as his hands shook. He drank it all in one swift swallow.“It wasn’t just you, Fina,”
The Mafia King’s Forbidden Wife The Lie
Chapter 10“Put it back, Fina.”His tone was just as icy as the metal of a gun. No longer was he the big brother who would bring me treats when Father’s restrictions were too much. In his fancy suit towering over me, he seemed like a completely different person.I knelt behind his desk, clutching the black ledger in my fists. My heart was beating against my rib cage wildly.“Aethelgard Holdings,” I told him, struggling to keep my voice from breaking as I pulled myself up into a standing position. “Three million dollars. Transferred directly to your foreign bank account six years ago. Just before the warehouse burned down.”He did not flinch. He just clenched his jaw and took on an expression that was almost vicious, but he did not run away. He did not even say sorry.“Really? You shouldn’t have been going through my stuff.”“Dad died in that fire, Matteo!” I yelled, releasing my rage in a raw and broken cry. Betrayal was the only word to describe the tears of anger burning in my eyes.
The Mafia King’s Forbidden Wife The Brother
Chapter 9“I need to see proof with my own eyes if Matteo is responsible for starting that fire.”The tremble wasn’t in my voice, but inside, the world was crumbling to pieces. Dante leaned against his enormous oak desk in the private archives, staring at me with those dark, unforgiving eyes.“You will not find any proof here in my house, Fina,” Dante whispered, picking up the small glass of whiskey from his desk and placing it down again. “Matteo knows how to cover his tracks. If you investigate, he will know.”"Then tell him," I told Dante, moving closer to my husband, my chest rising and falling inside my silk robe. "He is my brother, Dante. If he is a traitor, if he has helped arrange the murder of our father, then I will not sit here in my golden cage while you fight my battles for me."Dante regarded me silently for a long time, the hint of a smile curling the edges of his lips, dangerous and appreciative glint in the darkness."You really are a Moretti," Dante whispered, his ha
The Mafia King’s Forbidden Wife First Truth
Chapter 8“Inside my father’s compound?”Those words came out on a shaky breath. I grabbed the photo back from him, running my thumb over the stone weeping lion and the small crest on its head. The double-headed raven with the broken dagger in its claws. That fountain stood right outside my old bedroom.“That courtyard was locked all day, all night,” I said, my voice rising in panic. “The Morretis only got past that iron gate. My mom, my dad, my brothers, my uncle. Nobody else.”“So maybe you need to start looking at the people who shared your blood,” Dante said bluntly.He walked past me, heading towards his desk with long, calculated steps. He grabbed a large glass tumbler from a brass tray and poured himself two fingers of brown liquor, his hands sure and steady despite the anger that seethed in his stance.“No,” I said sharply, shaking my head as I stepped backwards until I found myself pressed against a row of leather-bound books. “You’re trying to make me hate my own family. You
The Mafia King’s Forbidden Wife The Photograph
Chapter 7“Don’t lie to me!”I pushed his hand away from my jaw, my heart beating against my ribcage as if it was a caged beast. “You expect me to believe that I am the reason why my father survived when you have eighteen years of surveillance on your wall?” I showed him the faded photograph between us, shaking the paper in my hands. “Tell me why little Dante De Luca had a photograph of me in the garden at the age of seven!”Dante’s gaze moved from my face to the piece of paper in my hands.The instant his eyes fell upon the faded edges, the calm expression on his face disappeared. His jaw clenched in an instant. The air in the room grew cold and violent.Before I could even process what was happening, Dante reached out and yanked the photo out of my hands.“Where did you get that?” he roared, speaking in a tone of voice I had never heard from him before.“From the middle of your board!” I screamed at him, advancing towards him even though every instinct in my body was telling me to
The Mafia King’s Forbidden Wife Room of Photographs
Chapter 6“What does that mean?” I demanded, struggling to wrench my wrist free of his death grip. “Tell me the truth about my father.”Dante did not reply. He let go of my wrist and took a step back, wearing that damnably blank expression as he retreated.“Go clean yourself up, Fina,” he said, indicating the tall woman in grey. “Elena will take you to your room. We will talk again tomorrow morning.”With that, he turned on his heel and left before I could deliver a snappy comeback, his heavy boots clomping on the concrete as he disappeared into the private elevator of the estate.I was standing in the underground garage, trembling with an unstable mixture of rage, fear, and confusion.“The truth about your father would hurt you much more.”Wasn’t there anything worse than my father’s deception? Wasn’t there anything worse than the execution of my uncle by my husband?After two hours, I had washed away the blood of Julian from my body until my skin was torn and bleeding. Wearing a pla
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