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Chapter 37
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2025-05-02 07:05:00ROSA’S POV
I didn’t even need to check my phone to know the photos had made it to Vicenzo. I didn’t need to call him and ask. Vicenzo knew everything that happened in the city and someone must have sent the picture to him.
The air around me felt heavier today, like it knew a storm was coming. I stood on the sidewalk, two blocks away from my apartment, arms crossed tight over my chest, my hair pulled up into a rushed bun. I hadn't wanted to come out but Salvatore had been pressuring me over the phone and I didn’t want him to show up at the apartment.
His car rolled to a stop a few minutes later in front of me and he stepped out of his car
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The Mafia’s Runaway Bride Chapter 38
VICENZO’S POVI burst into the penthouse, my shirt bloodied, and my knuckles raw. My chest was heaving like I’d just fought off death itself and in a way, I had. I slammed the door shut with a loud thud and tossed my keys on the counter. My jaw ached, and the side of my ribs throbbed with every breath, and I could still taste the metallic tang of rage and blood on my tongue. Every part of my body aches and it felt like a machine had rammed into me. I barely made it three steps into the room before I froze.There, sitting in my living room like he didn’t have a care in the world , was Don Alessio Moretti, my father.
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ROSA’S POVI couldn’t stop shaking.The door slammed behind me with a loud, final crack and I leaned against it, my chest heaving, and my hands trembling. My palms stung where they’d scraped the rough sidewalk trying to get between them, between Vicenzo and Salvatore, two men with fire in their veins and blood in their eyes. But it was Vicenzo’s voice that gutted me.He had meant every word of his threat and I couldn’t wrap my head around how fiercely Vicenzo loved Sofia even though I had told him she wasn’t his. He had told me he would kill me…me, if I let Salvatore near her. He didn’t know Sofia didn’t eve
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VICENZO’S POVAfter my father left, I locked the front door and pressed my back against it, dragging in a breath that didn’t settle right in my chest.The silence of the penthouse pressed in like a noose. It was too quiet. Too clean. Too damn still for the storm inside my head. My father had sent the guards away when he came in and I didn’t feel like calling them back. I didn’t even take my shoes off, I just moved straight to the bathroom, peeling my shirt off as I walked. Blood had dried along the collar and smeared in streaks down my stomach, crusted over open scrapes and blooming bruises.
Huling Na-update : 2025-05-04The Mafia’s Runaway Bride Chapter 41
ROSA’S POVI woke up on the couch, the blanket tangled around my legs, my heart racing before I’d even remembered why. Then the memory came crashing back. It was the call.That voice calling me Rosalinda Pacino. For a long time I’d answered to Rosalinda Amato that I’d almost forgotten that Amato was a false surname, a name I had borrowed to live a fake life…an ordinary life. The name felt like a curse in my ears, one I hadn’t heard spoken out loud in years. Not since I’d buried it along with the people who used to say it with p
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VICENZO’S POVI couldn’t sleep. Hell, I didn’t even try.The whiskey bottle was nearly empty, the night dragged too long, and my nerves were frayed like live wires. I paced the length of the penthouse, shirtless, bruised, my jaw clenched tight. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the technician’s car engulfed in flames. I heard Mateo’s voice again, “he’s dead”. My fists curled, still raw and bandaged, aching with the need to do something.This wasn't a coincidence. This was a message.
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ROSA’S POVHe wasn’t smiling. His eyes dropped to the bag over my shoulder, then to Sofia’s small hand curled into mine. Something in his expression shifted. Concern, confusion, something more. Like he was trying to understand what was going on. “Going somewhere?” His voice was soft, not accusing. Just… watching, laced with concern. I blinked, my heart racing. “No. Just…just to Liana’s. For the night.” I couldn’t tell him I was running. I didn’t trust him and besides he was a Don, there was every possibility he could have heard about the Pacino household and
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VICENZO’S POVMateo’s bullet cracked through the windshield and the car jerked hard, then the driver slumped over the wheel. Smoke rolled out from under the hood as the engine hissed and groaned. It screeched forward a few feet, tires catching on broken glass, before slamming into the stone steps outside the lobby.I didn’t wait. I tore out from behind the pillar, my gun drawn, my feet pounding against slick marble. My breath came in hard bursts but I ignored the pain coursing through my body. Someone was still in that car, I’d seen the flash. Whoever was in the backseat had opened fire on my building. My men. On me.
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ROSA’S POVSofia’s scream tore through the apartment, high and desperate. I jerked back so fast, I almost knocked the plate off the coffee table. Salvatore jumped too, blinking like he’d just been slapped awake. I turned and saw her standing by the hallway that led to the bedrooms. “Enzo!” she wailed. “I want Enzoooo!”I was already halfway to her, my heart pounding. Her cries weren’t the kind that faded, instead they sharpened with each breath, splitting through the quiet like glass.“Sofia, baby, what’s wrong?”
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The Mafia’s Runaway Bride Chapter 47
ROSA’S POVI tried to call Vicenzo. Once. Twice. Then again. The phone just rang and rang until that hollow beep echoed in my ear. No voicemail. No answer. Just silence where his voice should’ve been.I wanted to throw the phone away. Instead, I just held it tighter. I couldn’t afford to make any rash decisions. Sofia had stopped wailing but was sobbing quietly now. I stared at my reflection in the mirror and winced as I touched the welts across my face. I felt my lips tremble as I was moved to tears. I gathered myself together and glanced at my daughter sitting down in a corner, her eyes puffy from crying and catarrh dripping down her nose. She didn’t speak when I met her gaze so I just picked her up and took her to the bathroom. We did everything in silence till I asked her. “Want to go see Liana?” My voice was soft and tired. She nodded and I blinked the tears away as we left the house together. When Liana opened the door, I must’ve looked like hell because she didn’t say anyth
The Mafia’s Runaway Bride Chapter 46
VICENZO’S POVThe shot hadn’t come from me. I didn’t realize it at first. Everything after the trigger squeeze was noise. The sound of rushing wind and the pounding of my own heart. I was shocked and I looked at Dante, he had that rotten sneer frozen on his face but he was unhurt. My gun hadn’t gone off. I blinked, confused.Then I heard the groan. Mateo.In my face off with Dante, I had forgotten we were in the middle of a shootout. The lines had blurred for me. I could only see Dante and hear his ugly words but there was Mateo. My men. I turned just in time to see him collapse behind the pillar, his hand pressed to his stomach, blood soaking through his shirt. The world slowed. My feet moved before my brain did, and I was at his side in seconds, cursing under my breath.“Fuck! Mateo, no no no…”He gave me a half-smile through gritted teeth. “I’m good. Just a scratch, boss.”He wasn’t good. There was too much blood for that. He had been hit on his chest and I feared the worst. I fea
The Mafia’s Runaway Bride Chapter 45
ROSA’S POVSofia’s scream tore through the apartment, high and desperate. I jerked back so fast, I almost knocked the plate off the coffee table. Salvatore jumped too, blinking like he’d just been slapped awake. I turned and saw her standing by the hallway that led to the bedrooms. “Enzo!” she wailed. “I want Enzoooo!”I was already halfway to her, my heart pounding. Her cries weren’t the kind that faded, instead they sharpened with each breath, splitting through the quiet like glass.“Sofia, baby, what’s wrong?”
The Mafia’s Runaway Bride Chapter 44
VICENZO’S POVMateo’s bullet cracked through the windshield and the car jerked hard, then the driver slumped over the wheel. Smoke rolled out from under the hood as the engine hissed and groaned. It screeched forward a few feet, tires catching on broken glass, before slamming into the stone steps outside the lobby.I didn’t wait. I tore out from behind the pillar, my gun drawn, my feet pounding against slick marble. My breath came in hard bursts but I ignored the pain coursing through my body. Someone was still in that car, I’d seen the flash. Whoever was in the backseat had opened fire on my building. My men. On me.
The Mafia’s Runaway Bride Chapter 43
ROSA’S POVHe wasn’t smiling. His eyes dropped to the bag over my shoulder, then to Sofia’s small hand curled into mine. Something in his expression shifted. Concern, confusion, something more. Like he was trying to understand what was going on. “Going somewhere?” His voice was soft, not accusing. Just… watching, laced with concern. I blinked, my heart racing. “No. Just…just to Liana’s. For the night.” I couldn’t tell him I was running. I didn’t trust him and besides he was a Don, there was every possibility he could have heard about the Pacino household and
The Mafia’s Runaway Bride Chapter 42
VICENZO’S POVI couldn’t sleep. Hell, I didn’t even try.The whiskey bottle was nearly empty, the night dragged too long, and my nerves were frayed like live wires. I paced the length of the penthouse, shirtless, bruised, my jaw clenched tight. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the technician’s car engulfed in flames. I heard Mateo’s voice again, “he’s dead”. My fists curled, still raw and bandaged, aching with the need to do something.This wasn't a coincidence. This was a message.
The Mafia’s Runaway Bride Chapter 41
ROSA’S POVI woke up on the couch, the blanket tangled around my legs, my heart racing before I’d even remembered why. Then the memory came crashing back. It was the call.That voice calling me Rosalinda Pacino. For a long time I’d answered to Rosalinda Amato that I’d almost forgotten that Amato was a false surname, a name I had borrowed to live a fake life…an ordinary life. The name felt like a curse in my ears, one I hadn’t heard spoken out loud in years. Not since I’d buried it along with the people who used to say it with p
The Mafia’s Runaway Bride Chapter 40
VICENZO’S POVAfter my father left, I locked the front door and pressed my back against it, dragging in a breath that didn’t settle right in my chest.The silence of the penthouse pressed in like a noose. It was too quiet. Too clean. Too damn still for the storm inside my head. My father had sent the guards away when he came in and I didn’t feel like calling them back. I didn’t even take my shoes off, I just moved straight to the bathroom, peeling my shirt off as I walked. Blood had dried along the collar and smeared in streaks down my stomach, crusted over open scrapes and blooming bruises.
The Mafia’s Runaway Bride Chapter 39
ROSA’S POVI couldn’t stop shaking.The door slammed behind me with a loud, final crack and I leaned against it, my chest heaving, and my hands trembling. My palms stung where they’d scraped the rough sidewalk trying to get between them, between Vicenzo and Salvatore, two men with fire in their veins and blood in their eyes. But it was Vicenzo’s voice that gutted me.He had meant every word of his threat and I couldn’t wrap my head around how fiercely Vicenzo loved Sofia even though I had told him she wasn’t his. He had told me he would kill me…me, if I let Salvatore near her. He didn’t know Sofia didn’t eve
