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Chapter Thirty-Three

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For days, Jairo didn’t return to the house. His focus was split between handling his shipment and investigating Mateo’s sponsors. He refused to rest, even though his body was still healing.

Donald had told him Kara was barely eating, that she spent most of her days locked away, her strength slipping little by little. At the news, Jairo’s heart clenched. He hated that she was hurting herself again. He knew her well enough to know that her stubbornness was only a mask. Beneath it, she was fragile, breakable in ways she would never admit out loud.

He wanted to see her, to tell her to stop doing this to herself, but he stayed away. His wounds were still fresh and he didn’t want her to see him hurt. So instead, he gave instructions to Brie and Smith to watch her closely, make sure she was okay.

Meanwhile, at the hospital, Luci was improving steadily. Each day she looked stronger, though her walls against Jairo remained as high as ever.

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At the house, Kara sat at the dining table, stari
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  • Wrong Sister Claimed By The Mafia King    Chapter Thirty-Six

    She stepped out of her room after taking a moment to compose herself. She had made sure not to look broken, even though her insides still felt like they were crumbling. When she got to the dining room, it was empty. For a second she thought maybe she had come down too late, but then the sound of clattering from the kitchen caught her ears. She followed the noise and found Brie cooking.Brie turned when she felt someone behind her and gave a smile. “I thought you weren’t coming out anymore. I had to start preparing for dinner.”She managed to forced a small nod and pulled out a chair, sitting quietly. “I will just watch you while you cook,” she said softly, her fingers playing with the edge of the table.Brie continued placing ingredients on the counter. Her eyes drifted to the counter, noticing that the ingredients laid out weren’t the usual ones she was used to seeing.“What are you making?” she asked before she could stop herself.“Vegan cassoulet. It’s Luci’s favorite.”She raised

  • Wrong Sister Claimed By The Mafia King    Chapter Thirty-Five

    His jaw tightened but still forced a nod, the word scraping past his throat. “Yeah.”It was barely a breath. His hands rubbed along her arms slowly, trying to soothe her, but it was more for him than for her. There was no warmth in her eyes. Only resolve. Cold and steady. The flowers in his hand suddenly felt heavy and useless. She didn’t reach for them, she knew this wasn’t an apology. He hadn’t brought them as a man begging for forgiveness. He had brought them because he thought she would accept them and, like a fool, melt back into him.He sighed, turning away to set the flowers on her bedside table, pretending his gift not being appreciated didn’t cut him.“I brought your phone.” he added.She watched as he placed the phone beside the flowers, relief rushed through her chest but it didn’t stop her from staring at him more intently. Why hadn’t he mentioned it yet?“When are we leaving?” she finally asked, crossing her arms. He stepped closer to hold her hands again, rubbing his thu

  • Wrong Sister Claimed By The Mafia King    Chapter Thirty-Four

    The moment Jairo saw her, everything inside him shifted. It was like breathing after being drowned for days. That was the peace she gave him. The sight of her sitting there, small and quiet, made his chest ache in a way he couldn’t explain.His eyes flicked around, noting the empty room. Without a second thought, his strides turned into a small run. He reached her at the dining table and cupped her face, the flowers still clutched in his other hand. Before Kara could even gasp, his lips claimed hers.The sweetness of her taste made his stomach clench with a sharp, almost painful need. She froze, startled by the suddenness of it. Her chin tilted up high under his hold, her lips trapped beneath his hunger.“Where’s your room?” he asked urgently.She blinked at him, dazed, unsure if she heard him right. He repeated himself and that made her gulped, then she whispered the direction.That was all he needed. He didn’t waste another second. He lifted her into his arms, carrying her toward he

  • Wrong Sister Claimed By The Mafia King    Chapter Thirty-Three

    For days, Jairo didn’t return to the house. His focus was split between handling his shipment and investigating Mateo’s sponsors. He refused to rest, even though his body was still healing. Donald had told him Kara was barely eating, that she spent most of her days locked away, her strength slipping little by little. At the news, Jairo’s heart clenched. He hated that she was hurting herself again. He knew her well enough to know that her stubbornness was only a mask. Beneath it, she was fragile, breakable in ways she would never admit out loud.He wanted to see her, to tell her to stop doing this to herself, but he stayed away. His wounds were still fresh and he didn’t want her to see him hurt. So instead, he gave instructions to Brie and Smith to watch her closely, make sure she was okay.Meanwhile, at the hospital, Luci was improving steadily. Each day she looked stronger, though her walls against Jairo remained as high as ever...At the house, Kara sat at the dining table, stari

  • Wrong Sister Claimed By The Mafia King    Chapter Thirty-Two

    She lay on the bed with her eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling without moving. The morning sun had already filled the room with light but she didn’t have the strength to get up. Her body was still, but her mind was anything but. Her thoughts kept spinning, circling back to last night’s news. She concluded that she wasn't safe with him, recalling how the real Emilia was kidnapped. She was afraid that something bad might happen to her as well.A knock suddenly came on the door. She didn’t answer.“It’s Brie,” She still didn’t move. The knock kept coming and she was forced to cover her ears with the pillows. She just wanted silence, peace from everything clawing at her. But the knocking didn’t stop, it only grew more insistent.Finally, not wanting to cause a panic, she dragged herself up and opened the door. “I want to be alone.” her voice came out loud, a little sharp. Brie stood there, pulling something close.“I came to give you this,” she said softly, shifting her briefcases t

  • Wrong Sister Claimed By The Mafia King    Chapter Thirty-One

    Kara stepped into the house, still sniffling, wiping at her damp cheeks with the back of her hand. She stopped her in her tracks, noticing the tension that filled the air.An older woman stood in the middle of the room, her apron still on, tears running down her face. Beside her, a tall man, probably the butler, was trying his best to calm her, his hand gently patting her arms. At the sound of the door, they both turned their gazes to her. Her body stiffened under their stares. Before she could even open her mouth, a guard in dark shades appeared from behind.“Il signor Vitale la portò.” his voice clipped and commanding.[Mr. Vitale brought her.]Kara’s head turned toward him quickly, noticing his thick Italian accent. His tone was so firm that the two immediately seemed to relax a little, as if the simple statement explained everything. He left just as quickly, leaving Kara with the strangers.“Entra, signora,” the butler said, stepping closer politely.She lifted her hand awkwardl

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