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CHAPTER SIX
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The Mafia's Rebel Wife CHAPTER SEVEN
It takes me a moment to gather myself together before blowing out a heavy breath.“I want a divorce,” I announce, ignoring his previous words as shocking as they might have sounded.I watch as Rino's eyes darken even further. My biggest mistake before running away was that I am unable to secure my divorce, but this time, I'll make sure no marriage binds us together before leaving.“No,” he growls out.“You cannot hold me hostage for too long,” I yell angrily at him, a heavy current of tension filling the room.“I already am,” Rino mutters calmly, regaining control of his emotions and backing away from me like us standing that close disgusts him.I ignore the once familiar hurt in my chest.“I don't get it. What is your deal really about? You can pick any other woman to birth your child, so why do you choose to hold on so tightly to me and suffocate me?” I cry out, feeling helpless and powerless.“Just let me go,” I resort to begging. I really need to go back home. This place, Rino—it
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The next morning, I awaken even more anxious than the night before. The number that had called me before the gunshots left me a text to wake up to.‘We know your secret.’That was all the text message said—and it was enough to turn me into a nervous wreck.I have agreed to sign the stupid renewal of our marriage contract, only on the condition that Rino lets me see both Grace and his father, Mario.“Are you alright?” Rino asks quietly as we arrive at his private hospital.I look up to find him already staring down at me with the strong intensity I’ve always hated.I nod, distracted, hoping it’s enough to get him to leave me alone and stop watching me.“Mario?” I call out in a small whisper.The frail old man turns his head slowly to look in my direction. “Oh, my little girl,” he coos, gazing at me with so much love only a father is capable of.I pull my lips into my mouth to hold back a sob. It's been years since he’s called me that. He looks worse—so much worse and weaker than the la
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“She’s been this way for the last six years?” I ask incredulously.Rino grunts out his response, his mood and aura doing a full 360 degrees.He doesn’t like me around her, and I know he could have easily said no to my demand. He had me by the balls already. But he let me come—much to my surprise and rising hope.“Is she ever going to wake up?” I ask, still reeling from the shock of witnessing how bad her condition is. She has pipes going through her mouth, and there are too many wires and machines connected to her. My stomach churns at the sight.My mind is spinning, and I realize too late that my harmless question didn’t sound so harmless to a man utterly convinced I put the woman who was like a mother to him in this condition.“The doctors are uncertain. A miracle, perhaps,” Rino says, drilling a hole into my head with how hard he’s staring at me.“You really think I did this to her?” I can’t help but ask again.“You’re really going to stand there, right in front of her, and deny do
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“Yes, darling, I've missed you so much.” I can feel my skin prickle from the sound of his voice. I pull my lips open to let air into my lungs.I can't speak, I can't feel, I can't breathe. I can only listen breathlessly.“Wow, you're sure one difficult bitch to find, aren't you?” Angelo chuckles, and then his humor takes a darker turn. “I guess I did train you well.”“I've spent the last ten years working hard to find you, and then I find out you had been hiding right under my nose?” Angelo chuckles darkly. “Married to the fucking King? That's impressive. I brought you into the freaking country and then he grabs you—catches you first. It's not exactly fair now, is it?” Angelo says, deliberately slurring his words.“W-w-what do you m-mean?” I barely manage to say out loud, my mind reeling.“Umm, that's a story for another day, my sweet. I'll tell you how I found out you were hiding the King's heir from him when you come to me yourself,” Angelo says, now sounding beyond amused.“Shut yo
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I expect to land on a hard surface, and I wait for my entire body to be engulfed with pain, but I feel no physical pain—just the shock of my body being thrown from the thankfully short distance—and I realize there are hands gripping onto me for dear life.I peel my eyes open to find the hardened eyes of none other than my dear husband, Rino. His chest rises and falls in sharp, controlled breaths, as if each inhale is a struggle not to explode. A vein pulses in his temple like a ticking bomb.When did he get here?I'm annoyed that I feel glad he saved me from hurting myself. Rino sets me onto the ground like a child, and my feet can barely hold me up as I wobble before getting a grip of myself. I feel quite lightheaded as I try to grasp onto my surroundings.Rino bulldozes into my personal space, just staring—unblinking, unreadable—and the tension in his posture screams louder than words.The sound of Louis groaning catches all of our attention. I turn to find him on all fours on the f
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Riley looks at a loss for words, and Rino doesn't say anything—only stands there watching me with a look in his eyes that I can't quite place.I could easily let it go because it shouldn't matter, but seeing Riley leaves a pinch of reminder on my soul. I remember how miserable I was back then, never really knowing what my husband was up to or who he was with.I saw her from afar always. Micah was hellbent on replacing me with one of her friends. It was my marriage, but I was always forced to watch from the sidelines. I feel stuffy just recollecting how helpless and hurt I had always felt in my marriage.“Our wedding night? Second-year anniversary? The night before I left?” I list, deciding to help bring back his memory since he continues to stare at me like I'm speaking gibberish.“T-that's... I-it’s not what you think, Mrs. Garcia,” Riley says, blowing air through her nose, her entire face turning red.She has no problem dropping very tiny indications here and there to show she had s
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“You look breathtaking, Mrs. Garcia,” Mrs. Willow says with a warm smile as I step carefully down the flight of stairs.“Thank you,” I murmur, plastering a small smile onto my face.I place my hands over my white dress and onto my belly. I don't know if I look as she's described, but I hope I don't look too nervous. I feel out of place—like this house and family have always reminded me to feel—that I am nothing more than an outsider.“Freya.”The sound of his voice makes me grow stiff and tense.My fingers grip my dress as I slowly turn to face him. He looks dashing in his deep blue tux, but he won't be hearing that from me. I haven’t seen him in the last week since our last encounter with Micah and Riley.“Rino,” I say firmly, meeting his eyes. Rino’s gaze moves all over my form, lingering on my lips before he speaks again.The tone of his voice sends a deep shiver down my spine, and I have to hold back a tremble.“It’s time,” he says, barely above a whisper, before bringing his hand
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Rino continues to lead me past the large crowd of reporters with their massive cameras.There's a round of applause welcoming us into the hall, along with loud whispers from people whose faces I can’t see—tucked as I am against Rino’s side.“Are you alright?” Rino’s voice, reverberating so close to my neck, sends a shiver down my spine.I nod in answer. We stop right in front of his family as bright lights flicker on and point directly at us, highlighting our features.Rino stands stoic and rigid, like he’s preparing to defend us from an attack. If he’s this uncomfortable, then why go through all the trouble of hosting this event? I hiss inwardly.“Freya.”Mario’s voice calls to me tenderly, leaning on his walking cane.I haven’t been able to look in his direction since my visit to the hospital. I’m afraid I’ll see loathing in his eyes—loathing that I hid his grandchild and lied. I don’t think I’d be able to handle that look.“Mario,” I greet stiffly, reluctantly peeling myself away f
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I see it in his eyes, and I feel the fury he tries to bottle in flow out of his body in waves. Then something else flashes in his eyes—fear and protectiveness—as he runs his gaze over my body quickly to make sure I'm unhurt. Then they return to his usual cold demeanor before his head snaps in Anna's direction.She's glued herself to the wall, looking from him to me, flustered and afraid. Louis’s rage simmers a little at her expression before he speaks through gritted teeth.“Do you have any idea what could have happened if I didn't arrive when I did?” Louis asks, and Anna shrinks deeper into herself.“I-I d-didn’t do that on purpose,” Anna squeaks out, and my eyes narrow at her.I'm still too shocked to speak. The look in her eyes when she pushed me was sick, and I didn't do much just now to provoke an out-of-the-spur moment.It feels intentional, but I don’t want to think too deeply into it. She's hurting, and she thinks it's all because of me.I sigh shakily. “It’s alright. I'm alrig
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Rino’s lips remain only a breath away from mine. He lifts his darkened eyes to mine like he’s searching through my soul.My body jerks at the hot, warm feel of his lips against mine. I inhale sharply when he suckles on my lips, my brain working overtime.His tongue darts out to swipe against the sensitive injury on my lip. My eyes widen even further at the act.Before I can process anything, Rino steps away from me, and I find myself breathing hard. My fingers lift to touch my lips.“W-what did you just do?” I breathe out.“Don’t do that to your lips.” Rino’s eyes continue to flicker from my lips to my eyes like he’s trying to rein himself in.He just suckled at the injury on my lips.He watches me like prey for a moment longer before dashing out of the kitchen.If I still couldn’t feel his hot lips on mine, I’d have thought I just imagined this moment.Rosa clearing her throat from the front door causes me to jump.“Help me out with setting the table, will you?” she says with a sly s
The Mafia's Rebel Wife Chapter Twenty Three
Mario left the mansion not too long ago, and the loneliness of this place threatens to swallow me whole.I decide to find as much information as I can about what happened here while I was away, and I start with Mrs. Willow. She wasn’t here when I left a few years ago, but she’s the only opening I have—I need to start somewhere at least.“Mrs. Willow,” I call out, peeking my head into the kitchen. A broad smile spreads across my face; I try to look as cool as I can possibly afford to in times like this.“Yes, Mrs. Garcia?” Mrs. Willow’s eyes widen in surprise at my presence.“Oh, what can I do for you?” she says hurriedly, and I refrain from cringing at her tone and discomfort from having me here.“I was hoping I could join you in preparing dinner.” Mrs. Willow looks even more startled than before.“Oh no, you don’t have to, Mrs. Garcia—you shouldn’t even be in here.” She flails her hands around nervously to make her point.“I insist. I’ve been bored out of my mind, and I need somethin
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“What do you mean?” Mario asks.“A week after I returned here, someone called me to tell me that they knew about Alfredo,” I mumble out anxiously, my eyes going to him.“You also only knew about just Alfredo, didn't you?” I ask, and Mario nods distractedly at me.“When I was attacked, someone left me a handwritten message. It said my grandson was still alive. I wasn't certain—thought it was just some joke—but your reaction at the hospital confirmed it.” I let out a strangled breath at his words.“W-what if they sent something to Rino too?” I ask, holding my breath as I place my palm against my belly anxiously.Mario's eyes meet mine. “If my son even as much as suspected that his kids were alive, he would have combed through the earth to find them, Freya,” Mario tells me, his features twisting into one of discomfort.“It would be foolish of you to underestimate my son's ability to read people and pick a lie. He definitely knows you're hiding something—he just might not know what. And k
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I took in a long breath, my eyes on the man in front of me, my shaking fingers gripping the bed tightly as I mutter, “Get out.” I force my eyes to slither daggers at the man in question.Rino raises an amused brow at me but otherwise remains quiet as he saunters out of the room like the predator he was and still is.I collapse onto my bed the second I'm alone, the back of my eyes burning with unshed tears and my heart racing at his words.His coldness should mean nothing to me, but I'm unable to ignore the ache in my heart, and the helpless way he makes me feel makes me hate him even more.~*~*~*~*I wake up the next morning with as much a heavy heart as the night before, and I decide that the only way I can save myself is to start looking for answers as soon as possible.I sit in front of the window, looking out at the most peaceful view as my head spins around, trying to make any of this make sense.I think back to all that has happened since I got here—the accusation of me motherin
The Mafia's Rebel Wife Chapter Twenty
I wake up to the feeling of drowning, like something hard is pressing against my chest. I can't breathe.The Crowlers.My eyes fly open at the reminder of how I ended up in this situation, my breathing labored and heavy as I pant, my eyes scanning my surroundings to find it pitch black. But the feel of the beddings tells me I’m in Rino's room—our room.The heaving of my chest calms, knowing I didn't get taken by the scum of a woman who attacked me. I'm as safe as I can be under Rino's roof and breathing.My body tenses, goosebumps flare up my arms, and I know he's somewhere in the dark room—watching me."Rino?" I whisper, my tongue pulling out to wet my parched and sensitive lips.He doesn't respond, and I hear no movement. I sigh, pushing myself up to lean on the headboard, but my lower side flares up in pain and I groan out.My eyes snap to my belly to find that I'm only wearing a tiny shirt that fully exposes my stomach, which has a bandage wrapped around the side.How?"You got cu
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I gasp harshly as I throw myself to the side, my quick reflexes saving me. My head whips around to the figure behind me.My eyes squint anxiously at the stranger clad in all black, a mask covering her face. Before I can process anything, she barrels into me, knocking me hard to the floor.The breath is knocked out of me, but I barely have time to gather myself before she pulls out another knife.I latch onto her wrist, gripping the knife tightly as I stare into the only visible part of her—piercing green eyes."I've been waiting for this moment for a long while, Shantel," the woman says, grinning madly through her eyes."Get off me, you bitch," I grit out, bracing myself and using all my strength to flip us over, straddling her now."Who the hell are you?" I pant out, my fingers reaching to yank off her mask."The Crowlers," she squeaks mockingly, and my heart begins to thunder in my chest.She uses my moment of distraction to swipe the knife at me.With my heart hammering wildly, I s
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I sit on the bathroom floor, speechless and paralyzed.“Nana,” is all I can whisper.Why was all this happening to me?I rack my head, trying to remember what the 17th was supposed to be. My hand, trembling, rests against my lips.I hold my breath, clinging to my last sliver of hope. “Nana, did you come alone?” My voice is barely above a whisper. I shut my eyes tight, praying she truly came alone.“No, stupid, of course I’m not alone. Lucas was supposed to come back home to Vivian, but we haven’t heard from either of you. We’ve both been very worried, so we came along with the children. I thought it’d be fun to return to the big city for a while,” Nana giggles into the phone like she just shared some kind of secret—while I feel like I’m falling apart.She has no idea what she just did. I should’ve called to cancel her treatment.Nana is a mother figure to both Lucas and me, and a grandmother to the children. She was diagnosed with ischemic cardiomyopathy—a heart disease—and she’s in de
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I watch as Angelo recoils further into himself for a second before he tries to shake off the uncertainty of the man in front of him—but I already caught a glimpse of his weakness.And in that moment, I discovered that Angelo was scared of Rino, even with all his bluff on the phone.“K-King,” Angelo mutters, calling Rino by his title.I straighten my spine against Rino, realizing I’ve been holding my breath since he got here.They know each other?“I didn’t think you’d be attending.” The statement sits between a question and a declaration, his voice cold, empty, and detached.“Fabiano sends his apologies for not being present. He sends his congratulations and a gift to both you and your wife.” Angelo’s voice sounds stuffy, like it’s filled with sand.Rino waves off his words without lifting a hand. With my back still against my husband, I can feel the tension bristling within him—but I’m too wrapped in my own anxious breathing to fully process it.I feel Rino’s eyes dip toward me, scann
