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The Mafia Ruthless Bride; A revengeful Heart Fifty one
ELENA POVThe next morning the first time in what feels like forever, I wake up and the emptiness in my chest isn’t fear, it’s focus. Dr Lee would be proud. My memories are back, every painful, jagged piece of them, the lies, the betrayal. The baby they cut from me, Daemon’s soft words hiding his knife, Rachel’s hate hidden behind her scared eyes. My heart hammers in my chest when I remember it all, but I force my breath to stay even. No one can know. Not yet. I lie there staring at the ceiling until the sun drips through the curtains. Then I get up, shower, pull on a black dress that hugs my waist, brush my hair until it shines. I even take a moment to line my eyes, add a touch of red to my lips. The reflection that looks back at me feels colder. Smarter. But still me. Downstairs, I find Alex in the kitchen, coffee mug in hand. His sleeves rolled up, tie still loose. He looks at me over the rim of his cup, eyes lingering a beat too long. “You’re up early,” he says, voice sti
The Mafia Ruthless Bride; A revengeful Heart Fifty
ELENA POV I wake to the smell of something sharp, antiseptic, maybe perfume, maybe just memory itself. For a second, I don’t open my eyes. Because the moment I do, everything comes back. Not the slow, flickering flashes Dr. Lee warned me about. All of it. All at once. Daemon’s voice, rough and cruel, telling Rachel to “The bitch is pregnant.” Rachel’s anger from the other side of the phone, The cold glint in his eyes. The smell of blood. The pain across my stomach. The panic, the disbelief when I realized I was pregnant and then the crash, the darkness swallowing me.The baby. My baby. My chest seizes. It feels like drowning on dry land. I suck in a breath, sharp enough to hurt. My eyes fly open to the ceiling, cream colored, familiar. The master bedroom. I’m back in Alex’s room. Back in the mansion and for a moment, I don’t know how long I’ve been lying here. Then I hear footsteps outside the door. The handle turns. I close my eyes quickly, forcing my face to still. The
The Mafia Ruthless Bride; A revengeful Heart Forty Nine
ELENA POV I don’t remember how I made it up the stairs. My body moves on autopilot, but inside, everything feels broken. Like my chest is too tight to breathe. I pull open the wardrobe, throwing clothes into the suitcase without folding them. Dresses, shirts, jeans, things I bought with Sophia, things Alex picked out for me in Paris. None of it feels like mine anymore. The whole time, my mind won’t stop replaying his voice in the study. “I was going to tell you.” But he didn’t. He never did. Because it was never about me. It was always about the heir. I shove the last pair of shoes inside and zip the suitcase so hard the fabric strains. My hands are shaking. My heartbeat feels like it’s pounding in my ears. Behind me, the bedroom door creaks. I know it’s him before I even turn. “Elena, don’t do this,” Alex says, his voice hoarse. I grip the suitcase handle tighter. “Don’t,” I snap, without looking at him. His footsteps come closer. “Please. Let’s talk.” “Talk?” I laugh, but
The Mafia Ruthless Bride; A revengeful Heart Forty Eight
ELENA POVBy the time I make it back to the mansion, my legs feel like they’re made of stone.Marco barely has the car in park before I’m out, the gravel crunching under my heels. My heart is still hammering from Reed’s words. I can’t breathe right. My chest feels tight, my head fuzzy.The doors fly open. Alex is there, pacing in the foyer, tie undone, hair a mess. When he sees me, something in his eyes breaks. Relief. Panic. Anger. “Elena.” His voice cracks around my name. He strides forward, arms open to pull me in, but I step back, chest heaving. “Don’t,” I manage. “Don’t touch me right now.” He freezes. The pain on his face almost makes me take it back. Almost. “Elena, what happened? Marco called. You were kidnapped again, I thought you were in danger—” “With your cousin,” I snap, voice sharper than I mean. “Reed Bianchi. Ring a bell?” His jaw tightens. “What did he do?” “He questioned me,” I throw back, my breath coming too fast. “About us. About my past. About why we mar
The Mafia Ruthless Bride; A revengeful Heart Forty seven
ELENA POVIt happens faster than I can blink.One minute I’m trying to step out into the car, thanking Marco for driving me to Dr. Lee’s office. The next, there’s a rough hand on my arm, yanking me sideways into a narrow service entrance by the side of the alley.Gunshitsbfollow right after but my attackerbis faster than just Marco. “Hey—!” My voice is cut off by a hand clamping over my mouth. I’m dragged down a dim room that smells of dust and oil. My heart slams against my ribs so hard I feel dizzy. I fight, kicking back, clawing at the arm holding me but the grip doesn’t loosen. A door opens. I’m shoved inside. It slams shut. I stagger, catching myself on the edge of a table. When I spin around, my breath catches. Reed Bianchi stands there.Alex’s cousin. Dark long hair tied back, dull blue eyes watching me like I’m a puzzle. “Hello, Elena,” he drawls. “Reed,” I manage, voice shaking. “What the hell is this?” He steps closer, arms folded. “Just a friendly chat. Between fami
The Mafia Ruthless Bride; A revengeful Heart Forty Six
ELENA POVI keep staring at the doorway, half-expecting him to appear.But it stays empty.No text. No call. No damn sign of life from Alexander since those photos landed in my inbox.At first, I was furious. Then it turned into something colder. A dull ache that won’t leave my chest.It’s not even that I completely believe what I saw, but the silence… his silence… makes it worse he makes it feel like maybe I’m not worth an explanation.Usually, Alex never misses my therapy days, since the day he picked me up from that coma resort, he has held my hand through every step of getting my memory back. And Today? He's not hereSo, Marco drives me to therapy today instead.He doesn’t say much, only glances at me in the rearview mirror once or twice. The car feels too big, too quiet without Alex beside me, muttering about traffic or telling me not to be late.Funny how fast you get used to someone’s presence and how it stings when it’s gone.When we get to Dr. Lee’s office, I sit in the waiti
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