All Chapters of The Mafia's Rebel Wife : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

I took in a long breath, my eyes on the man in front of me, my shaking fingers gripping the bed tightly as I mutter, “Get out.” I force my eyes to slither daggers at the man in question.Rino raises an amused brow at me but otherwise remains quiet as he saunters out of the room like the predator he was and still is.I collapse onto my bed the second I'm alone, the back of my eyes burning with unshed tears and my heart racing at his words.His coldness should mean nothing to me, but I'm unable to ignore the ache in my heart, and the helpless way he makes me feel makes me hate him even more.~*~*~*~*I wake up the next morning with as much a heavy heart as the night before, and I decide that the only way I can save myself is to start looking for answers as soon as possible.I sit in front of the window, looking out at the most peaceful view as my head spins around, trying to make any of this make sense.I think back to all that has happened since I got here—the accusation of me motherin

Mario left the mansion not too long ago, and the loneliness of this place threatens to swallow me whole.I decide to find as much information as I can about what happened here while I was away, and I start with Mrs. Willow. She wasn’t here when I left a few years ago, but she’s the only opening I have—I need to start somewhere at least.“Mrs. Willow,” I call out, peeking my head into the kitchen. A broad smile spreads across my face; I try to look as cool as I can possibly afford to in times like this.“Yes, Mrs. Garcia?” Mrs. Willow’s eyes widen in surprise at my presence.“Oh, what can I do for you?” she says hurriedly, and I refrain from cringing at her tone and discomfort from having me here.“I was hoping I could join you in preparing dinner.” Mrs. Willow looks even more startled than before.“Oh no, you don’t have to, Mrs. Garcia—you shouldn’t even be in here.” She flails her hands around nervously to make her point.“I insist. I’ve been bored out of my mind, and I need somethin

I see it in his eyes, and I feel the fury he tries to bottle in flow out of his body in waves. Then something else flashes in his eyes—fear and protectiveness—as he runs his gaze over my body quickly to make sure I'm unhurt. Then they return to his usual cold demeanor before his head snaps in Anna's direction.She's glued herself to the wall, looking from him to me, flustered and afraid. Louis’s rage simmers a little at her expression before he speaks through gritted teeth.“Do you have any idea what could have happened if I didn't arrive when I did?” Louis asks, and Anna shrinks deeper into herself.“I-I d-didn’t do that on purpose,” Anna squeaks out, and my eyes narrow at her.I'm still too shocked to speak. The look in her eyes when she pushed me was sick, and I didn't do much just now to provoke an out-of-the-spur moment.It feels intentional, but I don’t want to think too deeply into it. She's hurting, and she thinks it's all because of me.I sigh shakily. “It’s alright. I'm alrig

Dinner ends in no time, and after an hour, the Martinez family is set to leave. “Thank you for having us in your home,” Andrea says with a charming smile, her gaze lingering on Rino before her eyes shift toward me. “Of course,” Rino answers with a curt nod, while I offer her a small smile. All of us are standing on the steps, watching the Martinez family line up in front of their ride. The men whisper to each other with firm handshakes. My eyes move toward a still-sour Selene standing beside her brother as he moves to say his goodbyes to my husband. Our eyes meet—and stay locked for a while. I give a curt nod in her and her brother’s direction. Then the most surprising thing happens—Andrea suddenly turns, walks towards me, and pulls me into a hug. My back tenses and I grow stiff at the sudden embrace from a woman I barely know. She pulls back without a word, her eyes glittery, and then she tears them away from me and returns to the waiting arms of her husband. Micah is the first

The guard in front of me collapsed onto the floor with a loud groan.My head snapped towards Louis, a harsh glare on my face.I didn’t waste another breath on him as I turned towards the stairs in search of a certain man’s study.“Freya, do not,” Louis warned from behind me, a hint of worry in his voice, but I did not fucking care.“And now you suddenly care because?” I turned to him with a snarl. Louis looked startled at the rage in my eyes.“Do not do anything stupid,” Louis said again, his hands in the air like he meant no harm.My face scrunched up in pain. “All any of you have ever done was bully me, cripple me, abuse me verbally, abandon me, resent me, and point fingers at me when all I ever wanted from you all was a family. So why the fuck do you care if I do something stupid?” I screamed so loud I was certain most of the house could hear me.I turned away from him and continued my search, every employee jumping out of the way at the sight of me. I had gone too far to stop now.