Library
Search
Home / Mafia / The mafia boss forbidden bride / Chapter Twelve

Share

Chapter Twelve

Author: Night angel
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-15 17:56:25

Dinner was the best part of the entire celebration, mostly because everyone was more focused on the food than on the newlywed couple. Shortly after dinner, the first dance and cake cutting followed. Stefano hadn’t spoken a single word to Elisa, and he continued to ignore her for most of the evening. When her father urged them to share another dance, Stefano took her hand and led her to the dance floor. As they danced, he leaned in slightly and asked in a low voice,

“Have you spoken to your father? When is he upholding his own part of the bargain?”

Her eyebrows furrowed. She looked up at him. “I don’t understand". Elisa responded, caught off guard.

He narrowed his eyes. "Don't play coy with me."

" I really don't know what you are talking about. I have amnesia, remember?” She reminded.

Stefano stared at her for a long moment. Then, without another word, he turned his face away and clenched his jaw.

“Of course,” he muttered under his breath.

When the dance ended, Stefano walked str
Continue to read this book for free
Scan code to download App
Locked Chapter
Previous Chapter Next Chapter

Latest chapter

  • The mafia boss forbidden bride   Chapter Twenty four

    “Come, let’s go.” He gripped her arm—hard—and dragged her out of the hall without waiting for a response. Elisa’s heart thudded painfully against her ribs. Her stomach twisted. When she’d defied Stefano by changing her dress, she really thought she wouldn’t have to go back. But now—God—she knew better. The punishment would come, and it would be worse than ever. Panic clawed at her chest. No. She couldn’t go back to that house. She’d rather sleep on the cold street than set foot in that estate again. She kept praying—Please, just give me a chance to escape. They reached his car—a sleek black Mercedes. The back door opened, and he shoved her inside before sliding in beside her. She stared out the window, eyes flicking to the roads, watching. Hoping. This might be my only chance, she thought. I just need to get it right. The city sped by until the road became more crowded. She turned to him, clutching her stomach, her face pale. “I don’t feel so good,” she mumbled, voice shaky.

  • The mafia boss forbidden bride   Chapter Twenty Three

    “You have five minutes,” Stefano said to her, his voice low and controlled.She didn’t argue. Just turned and walked away. Knowing him, he was probably serious about the time.She approached one of the waiters, her voice polite but hurried. “Where’s the bathroom?”The waiter pointed, and she followed the direction, her heart already racing. The women’s bathroom was large, lined with stalls and softly lit mirrors. She walked over to the sink, standing there, pretending to fix her hair while watching the door.It didn’t take long. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught the flash of flaming red hair.Her mother. Her mother was walking over to the sink but she didn't pay attention to her.She stood at the sink beside her, calmly washing her hands, still completely unaware.Elisa's breath caught in her throat. She leaned forward slightly.“Mother,” she whispered.Her mother’s head snapped up, her eyes wide. “Elisa?” she gasped.Without hesitation, her mother moved toward her and wrapped

  • The mafia boss forbidden bride   Chapter Twenty Two

    Elisa took thirty minutes to find a more suitable and decent gown in her wardrobe before changing into it. Satisfied with her appearance, she finally headed downstairs to the already impatient driver. She entered the Maserati, and they took off for the venue.When they finally arrived, even from inside the car, she could see Stefano standing outside, visibly frustrated. She took a deep breath and stepped out. The driver had also gotten out and walked over to meet Stefano.“You’re late,” he said in that low, menacing tone that could make anyone shiver.“Sorry, Don Stefano. We were held up by traffic.”Elisa did a double take. Elisa’s brows furrowed. Don? The title rang in her ears. Don Stefano? Don? Why was he being addressed like that? She glanced quickly at the driver, but his face was lowered, respectful—fearful. Before she could process it, Stefano’s eyes found her and trailed the length of her body. His already irritated expression shifted into one of anger. He was now staring at

  • The mafia boss forbidden bride   Chapter Twenty One

    Three days passed by in the same ritual—wake up, pray Stefano had already left, eat, read, eat again, read, eat dinner, pray he wouldn’t enter her room, and sleep. Luckily, she hadn’t seen Stefano in all that time. Kate, the elderly maid, had become the closest thing she had to a companion. They were now on a first-name basis. Though she still wasn’t allowed to leave the mansion, she had at least been to the patio. She had also learned a few things about the mansion. There were armed guards everywhere—men with actual guns. She knew Stefano was wealthy, but wasn’t that a bit excessive? When she’d asked Kate about it, her mood had instantly changed. Another thing she’d learned: questions weren’t welcome. She had tried befriending one of the kitchen maids, but the moment she asked about the Bellucci family, the maid shut down completely and stopped speaking to her. Elisa had sensed something was off since the wedding, but now she was certain. She kept thinking about what Stefano had t

  • The mafia boss forbidden bride   Chapter Twenty

    Elisa woke up early the next day. At first, she was groggy but then memories of last night rushed into her head. She sat up straighter and looked around the roo. Stefano hadn't come for her like he said. She wondered if it was because she was asleep. She sighed in relief that she had been spared last night and got out from bed to prepare for the day. Fear still clung to her from the threats Stefano made the night before, and she didn’t want to risk provoking him again. Without waiting to be summoned, she went for breakfast of her own free will. The dining room was empty. Stefano wasn’t there. She sat quietly, and her meal was served. A few minutes later, the same maid from yesterday entered and spoke calmly. “Mr. Bellucci had to skip breakfast. He has an important meeting this morning.” Elisa didn’t reply. She simply nodded and continued eating. But het heart was dancing with joy. Not only won't she have to face him but now, she would be able to escape without having his watchful

  • The mafia boss forbidden bride   Chapter Nineteen

    Elisa’s eyes widened. His words brought back memories from yesterday. Fear wrapped around her chest and her body started shaking. “Stefano, please...” Her voice came out in a whisper. He didn’t even blink. “You should know by now that begging doesn’t work with me.” “Stefano, please... it hurts,” she said, her voice shaky. “It’s supposed to hurt, princess. It should hurt,” he murmured, eyes distant, like he was thinking about something—or someone—else entirely. “Now you know how they felt.”Her brows drew together, confusion crossing her face. She didn’t know who he meant, but she didn’t dare ask. The last time she had asked him something personal, it ended badly. “Stefano...” She tried again in a softer tone as if trying to reach something human in him. “I thought we had a lesson today on what happens when you defy me.” “Stefano, please.” “Elisa, you’re getting on my nerves now.” “I don’t want to go through that again.” Her voice was tight as she forced the words out. She di

More Chapters

You may also like

Explore and read good novels for free
Free access to a vast number of good novels on GoodNovel app. Download the books you like and read anywhere & anytime.
Read books for free on the app
SCAN CODE TO READ ON APP
DMCA.com Protection Status