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ONE-HUNDRED AND THIRTY-THREE

Autor: Betty__Kris
last update Data de publicação: 2025-10-17 03:29:16
ONE-HUNDRED AND THIRTY-THREE

“It's today. The day I've been anticipating. I'm not going to let anyone ruin today for me. The past is in the past,” Isabelle admonished herself, wiping the tear that fell as she stood in front of the mirror.

“It was either me or him,” she added, remembering the Marcello incident. “I didn't kill him intentionally. It was in self defense,” she murmured, taking her hand to her chest. “It's not going to happen again. Alessandro will always be there. He will be there
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Yayy! More bonding! 😊💕 Who else is thinking what am thinking? Anyway...this is just a little calm before the storm that's coming. So hold on tight, because it's about to get really messy. Don't forget to Vote, leave a beautiful review, Support! I really want to know your thoughts! Remember, no silent reading beautiful people! I love you all. Xoxo, Betty❤.

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    AUTHOR’S NOTE I seriously can't believe that we've come to the end of Alessandro and Isabelle's journey. Trust me when I say that I would be lying if I say that I'm not emotional right now. It’s been an amazing journey with this two. It was really hard trying to get the two of them together because every time, they'll always find a way to piss each other off—LOL! But we did it. The Ruthless Don and his firecracker finally did it. They gave up their ego and admitted their feelings, something we saw even before they did. Regardless, I'm thrilled at what a journey it has been and I hope you are too. Nevertheless, this is not an absolute goodbye to our lovely couple. We will be getting sneak peeks of them in the other books of the Mafia Ruthless Series. Okay, now time for the big announcement! CAN YOU GUESS WHOSE BOOK IS NEXT?👀 Drum rolls please… I don't know if you guessed right, but if you did, then bravo! Because it's Luciano’s book next. Yes, you heard me right. The cold,

  • The Mafia's Willing Prey   EPILOGUE

    EPILOGUE It was raining heavily—too heavy to be precise. Isabelle stood outside her gallery, her eyes darting from her phone to the approaching vehicles along the street, hoping that one of them would eventually be her husband, Alessandro. Husband? Husband! She felt really good when that title came to her head. Like really, really good. A faint blush crept to her cheeks when she caught a glimpse of an oncoming Rolls-Royce. Alessandro was here. She would have run into the rain to meet up with him first, but she had a lot of important files in her hand and she didn't want any wet. And Alessandro would have surely scolded her if she did. He has been extra protective with her since they got married, and since the birth of their son, Leonardo, who was now a year old. A carbon copy of Alessandro too. All menace and trouble even though the little boy couldn't speak properly. Alessandro on the other hand was already planning how training sessions with Leonardo would go. He always sp

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    ONE-HUNDRED AND NINETY-ONE Isabelle woke up to the sunlight spilling across the suite, and to the realization that today was the day. The day she would officially become Alessandro’s wife… willingly. It was a matter of choice this time around. This time she was the one choosing… the one choosing her happiness. Her stomach fluttered not because she was nervous, but with a warm kind of anticipation she has never felt before. Today wasn't just a wedding, it was the day she would bind her heart—her life—to a man who once terrified her, then loved her so fiercely it remade her completely. Sophia sat cross-legged on the bed beside her, already drinking champagne. “Morning, princess,” Sophia said, squinting dramatically. “You're glowing.” Isabelle laughed, one hand smoothing over the curve of her stomach. “I feel like I'm glowing.” “You are marrying the Don of La Cosa Nostra,” Sophia reminded her with a grin on her face. “Most brides get butterflies. You get bodyguards and a guest lis

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    ONE-HUNDRED AND EIGHTY-NINE “I'm dripping all over your car,” Isabelle announced, covering her face with her palm. “It’s our car and that's one of the reasons why I wanted to drive you,” he responded, eyes on the road. “You didn't even give me time to explian to Derek, he'll think the worst of me now. What sort of woman am I? I went on a date with a guy and I made out with someone else.” His hands gripped the steering wheel tighter, “I don't care what he thinks. He's not good for you. Now, he knows that.” “He was actually nice to me,” she informed him. “Isabelle… do you want him to die?” He asked, his expression grim. “What?… wait … what are you?... Don't tell me you want to kill him.” “I would, if you keep talking about him like that.” She kept mute, her eyes squeezing shut even tighter, as if to block out the reality of what they just did. And the fact that she enjoyed it. When she opened her eyes again, she noticed they weren't heading to her apartment. “Where are we go

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    ONE-HUNDRED AND EIGHTY-EIGHTLord, this felt so good.She couldn't push him away, her hands were doing quite the opposite. One moment she was here with Derek and the next moment, she was in Alessandro’s arms, kissing him, melting into the warmth of his body. One hand on his shirt, and the other played with his hair, with her—grinding against him. Their tongues lashed against each other's as if they couldn’t get enough of each other. Like they needed all the time in the world to explore themselves.Alessandro pressed his body into her, specifically his lower body, wanting her to feel just how turned on he was. And she could feel it, she could every inch of his hard cock.“Alessandro…” she moaned into his mouth, tugging him closer.“If he had kissed you, I would have killed him,” he admitted, pulling his mouth away from her, panting like he just ran miles. “I've wanted to do that since I saw you in those bloody damn tights.”She was panting too, and her body wailed at the lack of conta

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    ONE-HUNDRED AND FIFTY-EIGHT “Hey, Isabelle. Wake up!” Kai persisted, shaking her violently. She rose up quickly, her eyes opening instantly like she was scared someone else was with them. Her mouth went dry, and her pulse quickened as she tried to recover from the nightmare she just had. “Fuck!

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