All Chapters of The Mafia's Substitute Bride: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

The children had already enjoyed several rides—merry-go-rounds, spinning teacups, and more. Their laughter echoed as they ran from one attraction to the next. Now, they were at the bumper cars, and it was no surprise that Vincenzo was dominating the track, his competitive spirit shining through as he crashed gleefully into other kids, laughing like a little daredevil. Lucia, more gentle but equally excited, tried her best to keep up.Later, they wandered to the shooting games. Sofia managed to hit enough targets to win a soft, fluffy stuffed bear. Lucia clapped with joy, and Vincenzo cheered, "You're the best, Mom!"They grabbed cotton candy, their fingers sticky and their smiles wide, before heading to an indoor restaurant for pizza and cold drinks. It had been so long since Sofia felt this much happiness in one day. Her cheeks ached from smiling, and her heart was full watching her kids being kids again.But the peace was shattered in an instant.Gunshots rang out in the distance. T

“E…Enzo!” Sofia gasped, her voice trembling with horror as the flood of terrifying memories from the past surged back into her mind. Her legs wobbled beneath her. “You… you’re alive?!”Enzo grinned, that same cruel, cunning smirk stretching across his face. “Oh, Sofia. You don’t seem thrilled to see me alive, sweetheart,” he drawled mockingly, spreading his arms wide as if expecting an embrace. “I missed you.”Over my dead body, she thought bitterly, her jaw tightening.“What do you want, Enzo?” Sofia snapped, her voice laced with fury. “Why did your men drag me here like a criminal?”Enzo tilted his head, feigning innocence. “That’s just your bad luck, darling. You married Leonardo Morelli. And now, you get to pay the price for being his wife.”He laughed shamelessly and began walking toward her.Sofia’s heart pounded, but she held her ground. “Why are you doing this? You know you won’t gain anything by keeping me here. Leonardo has already destroyed the Russian Mafia. You think he’l

Though Mark was critically wounded and unable to fight back, he managed to do one thing before losing consciousness—he called Leonardo.Mark’s voice had been strained, barely a whisper over the line, but the urgency in his words had slammed into Leonardo like a freight train.“They ambushed us… Madam… and kids... I tried to stop them, but—” he rasped, coughing hard. The line went dead before he could finish.Leonardo was already on his feet, barking orders into his phone. “Bring the backup. Full force. I’m heading there now.”By the time he reached the amusement park, it was chaos. Smoke still lingered in the air, and sirens wailed in the distance. But it was already too late.She was gone.His eyes scanned the area, heart pounding, dread curling in his gut. And then—just down the road—he saw two small figures running toward him, breathless and wide-eyed.“Kids!” he called out, jumping out of the car and rushing toward them.“Are you okay?” he asked instantly, kneeling to their level

Leonardo’s heart thundered in his chest as they pulled up to the remote property Enzo had been hiding in. It was heavily guarded—but so were they.With silent gestures, they surrounded the place. Then, chaos erupted. Gunfire blazed in every direction. His men stormed the perimeter, taking down Enzo’s guards one by one with precise shots. Domenico moved with calculated swiftness, giving orders while firing, while Leonardo’s eyes burned with only one mission—Sofia.As Domenico swept the ground floor, Leonardo darted up the stairs two at a time, blood roaring in his ears. He kicked open door after door—empty bedrooms, storage spaces, closets. Each one stoked his fear.Then he saw it. A heavy wooden door was tucked in the corner of the hallway, unlit and ominous.Something in his gut twisted.He ran.With a growl of fury, he kicked the door open—and his world stopped.There she was.Sofia.Pinned beneath Enzo, crying, fighting, helpless.A red haze clouded his vision.“You son of a bitch!

Leonardo didn’t go home.He drove straight to the hospital, his knuckles white on the steering wheel, jaw locked in cold fury and every second away from her made it harder to breathe. Every red light felt like an eternity. His heart only knew one language now: to reach her, see her, touch her, feel her. He parked recklessly and sprinted through the entrance, ignoring the calls from security and nurses asking him to calm down.Now, outside the examination room, he paced the hallway like a madman. His fingers curled into fists. His jaw clenched. He kept glancing toward the closed door, praying for good news. Time was dragging, and every second without her felt like torture.Finally, the door creaked open, and a doctor stepped out, removing her gloves.Leonardo rushed forward. “Doctor? My wife… how is she? And the baby?” His voice trembled despite his best efforts to stay composed.The doctor offered a reassuring smile. “There’s no need to worry, Mr. Morelli. Though she’s sustained some