All Chapters of The Mafia And His Ex-Wife: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Georgina WestAs I served breakfast to my 6-year-old twins, Ace and Luna, my mind was still preoccupied with work-related thoughts. While I adore my kids more than anything, I can't help but feel that they have become increasingly challenging to handle each day. Fortunately, my mother-in-law, Sienna, continues to support me in looking after them, even though I am no longer with her son.My husband, Archer, and I were childhood sweethearts who married at a young age and later became parents. Although we had a strong bond and deep love, complications arose after having kids, causing us to grow apart. We separated five years ago, yet we haven't finalized the divorce despite my numerous discussions about it, especially now that I have a boyfriend.As Toby, my boyfriend, affectionately hugged me from behind before joining us at the breakfast table, I noticed Sienna's disapproval, making me to glare at her. The children enjoyed having breakfast with their father and appreciated his daily sc

Georgina West I put on a forced smile as I knocked on the door. Despite feeling exhausted and not in the mood to deal with people, I knew I had to talk to Archer about what he did earlier. Just because I don't address his flirting doesn't mean he can touch me like that. I'm baffled by what kind of satisfaction he gets from teasing me this way. Archer could easily attract a woman much more attractive than me, so his advances towards me are entirely uncalled for.At times, I'm convinced he's aware of the impact he has on me and enjoys exploiting it."Hello, Georgie. I assume you're back after dropping the idiot off at his house," Archer commented as he opened the door, prompting an eye roll from me."Stop calling him that," I responded, feeling exasperated as I walked past him."The kids are asleep. It's past ten. Why are you so late?" he inquired, trailing behind me as we headed towards the kitchen."Well, my boss has me working on this case, and it's consuming a lot of my time. Plus,

Georgina WestI heard my phone ringing from a distance, jolting me awake. My last memory was of curling up on the couch and telling Archer to leave when he made a menacing threat toward my boyfriend.A familiar, masculine scent flooded my senses, causing my body to jolt upright. There, beside me, lay Archer, shirtless and sleeping soundly. My heart quickened as memories flooded back. For ten long years, from the age of twenty until we split up, I had grown accustomed to waking up beside this man. Now, in the present, my stomach churned oddly as my eyes roamed over the scars and gunshot wounds that marked his body, each one a reminder of moments we had shared, moments when I had kissed him on those very wounds.It was surreal to wake up in a room that had once been mine, and I couldn't help but notice that nothing had changed. I mustered the strength to punch Archer's bicep, causing him to wince. I ended up rubbing my knuckles; punching him hurt me more than it did him."Georgie, what

Georgina WestI remained silent throughout the day, only speaking when spoken to, as I tried to shake off the events that transpired between Archer and me. I can't believe I let myself get swept off by him; I was like a teenager again. I remember how it was always impossible for me to say no to him, especially when he asked me to help him with his homework or assist him in some legal situation. He would flash me one of his devilish smiles, and I would melt into a puddle, giving in to his every want and need.I tried to be more interactive with the kids, but I didn't know what to do anymore. My whole life had been turned upside down. Nothing was the same anymore. First, I cheated on my boyfriend of two years. I need to tell him everything immediately, and that would inevitably lead to our breakup. Perhaps that's for the best because Toby's presence in my life was causing too many problems. He insisted on attending events that I wouldn't necessarily attend. Also, none of the Lancaste

Georgina WestThe imposing Lancaster mansion loomed as I wearily trudged to my final stop before I head home, the day's battles fixed on my face. Physical exhaustion weighed on me, and my mind was a chaotic battleground. All I craved was the comfort of sleep, a brief break from the day's commotion. Yet, amidst the weariness, a persistent ache reminded me of my children. The grand doors opened, revealing the opulence within, and there was Archer, organizing dinner. The scene stirred memories of a simpler time, when Archer was more than an ex-husband—he was my partner, my rock. In those days, he shielded me from storms, preventing breakdowns that now seemed inevitable.I adore my kids, but things got really messed up with Archer after they were born. Everything just shifted after I had them.Archer called our children down for dinner as I walked towards the dining room. My steps were slow, as I tried not to think about the last encounter with Archer. Archer wordlessly placed a plate b