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The Mafia's Substitute Bride 139
She was just halfway down the stairs when the doorbell rang, and the sound echoed a little too loudly in the quiet house, pulling her out of her thoughts. For a second, she paused, unsure whether to ignore it. But the ringing came again, impatient this time.She opened the door — and nearly rolled her eyes into another lifetime.What the fuck was Bianca doing here?The woman looked exactly like someone whose life had been dipped in gold and soaked in blood. She wore a silk blouse tucked into high-waisted tailored pants, a pair of red-bottom heels, and designer sunglasses perched on her forehead despite the indoor lighting. If someone were to paint a portrait of a rich drug lord’s widow, Bianca would be the perfect muse, Then she was married to a drug lord and became one herself when her husband was brutally and gruesomely murdered by whoever.It wasn't new story, everyone already knew by now what went down and even at this year and days, half of Italy still has suspicions, they still
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Lucas was asleep when she crept in quietly, the tray balanced carefully in her hands as she pushed the door open with her shoulder. His room was dim, the curtains drawn halfway, allowing the morning light to slip in just enough to paint soft shadows across the floor. His breathing was deep and steady, his body still, the bedsheet loosely covering his frame. She shut the door slowly behind her and tiptoed across the room, setting the tray gently on the nightstand. The first aid kit was neatly tucked at the side of the plate, the glass of juice still cold with condensation, a small bowl of grapes resting beside it. The previous breakfast was still, she didn’t expect him to eat anyway, not after everything, but it felt right to bring something anyway.She stood there for a second, unsure if she should leave, then turned back and walked around the bed. Gently, she sat at the edge, then crawled up slowly, lying beside him as if she belonged there. When she reached for his hand—the bruised,
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She couldn’t take it anymore.The silence in the house was gnawing at her nerves, and the weight of her own thoughts had grown too heavy to carry. Lucas hadn't stepped out of his room once since the incident with Stefan, and with every hour that passed, Valentina’s anxiety only deepened. She had intended to explain everything today—everything about the documents, the signatures, the truth—but now, with Lucas like this, she didn’t even know if she’d get the chance without having her head bitten off.Instead, she faced the bigget problem. Her mother needed her at the moment, everything could wait. It would be hard getting a loan under a short time, especially without collateral.&nb
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The blow landed with a sound that silenced the room.Stefan staggered back, arms flying out as he tried to find balance, but the busted lip and blood trickling from the side of his mouth said it all. His wife gasped, one hand flying to her lips while the other gripped his arm as he held onto the side table. Lucas didn’t move. He stood there, chest rising and falling, eyes burning through the man like he was considering whether or not to throw another one for good measure."Next time you let that mouth run," Lucas bit out in a threatening tone, "I'll be kind enough to blow her head off and make you a widower again. Let’s see how much louder you'll scream then."Valentina mouth opened but nothing came out.
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Years of training, countless hours in the gym, bloodied knuckles, bruised ribs, broken noses — and the very first thing he had been drilled on, beaten into him from day one, was to never make the first move.It was better to let them come to you, let them show their hand. That way you would know their system, their techniques, their rhythm, their weaknesses and only then was he asked to strike.Most people into the ring knows about all this. And he’d broken it. Slashed it into pieces the second panic licked up his spine and sent his leg swinging without thought.Maybe it was the nerves. Maybe it was the sound of everything crashing down at once in his ears— his life balancing on a knife's edge, the
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Lucas tapped the side of the chair lightly with his knuckles, staring at the man tied to it like he was working out a thought in his head. Then he looked up at Ethan.“You got a boxing ring in this place?”Ethan gave him a strange look, one brow lifting a little, but he nodded anyway. "Yeah. Down the hall.""Good," Lucas said simply, rising from his chair. "Get me a pair of gloves."Still eyeing him like he was wondering what he was about to get into, Ethan turned and disappeared for a moment. Lucas stayed where he was, loosening his wrists, rolling his shoulders slowly, never once taking his eyes off the hostage.
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