Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Mafia's Kingpin's Arranged Bride: Kabanata 131 - Kabanata 140

Sierra’s POVI was reeling over the news, but I was also preparing it, which ignited something inside of me, a sense of urgency that I needed to do something. But no more waiting around. We couldn’t just wait and do nothing while Jordan’s health kept getting worse. We had a fighting spirit, even if we did not yet know what we were fighting.Over the following days, Jordan and I spent every waking hour working our way through the treatment options we found. We spent hours poring over medical journals and reading about experimental therapies, alternative medicine, and unconventional treatments. Any time I came across something that sounded hopeful, I shared it with him, only to receive responses that were always cautious, and measured. “I don’t want to hope too much,” he said one night, his eyes weary but determined, as he looked over the pages on my laptop. “What if it doesn’t work? What if we’re wasting our time?”I understood his hesitation. Some had been through so much more than w

Sierra’s POV “I can’t lose you,” I said, tears filling my eyes as I held on to his hand, desperately wanting to pull him back to me. But then, as quickly as it had begun, his body went utterly still. The tremors stopped. His breathing slowed. And for an awful moment, I thought he was gone. “Jordan?” I called softly, my voice quivering as I got closer to him. His face had gone pale; his lips barely moved as I searched for his pulse. It was weak, barely there. My heart raced and nothing else mattered as I held on to him, begging for any indication that he wasn’t gone and just as I was about to succumb to the horrors that had overtaken me, Jordan’s eyes flickered open. But his eyes didn’t have the same look. His breath was still shallow, his skin pale and clammy with sweat. But there was something else wrong, something more than the fever, more than the trembling. When his eyes met mine, a shiver ran down my spine. His eyes were different. The deep, warm brown that twinkled with assu

Sierra’s POVThe door swung open and the fluorescent light from the hallway poured into the room, stretching long shadows across the floor. But then several doctors and nurses trailed behind him, their white coats blurring in motion as they rushed toward Jordan’s bedside. My heart raced in my chest, my pulse quickening while the room appeared to fill with an unseen weight. There were more than I thought there would be, and the gaze in their eyes wasn’t one of casual concern. It was something else, an urgency boiled in my heart such that my nerves were set on edge. A cold sweat formed on the palms of my hands, and my throat exploded with doubt. The busy sounds of nurses setting up equipment and doctors giving orders were muted as if I were underwater. I looked from Jordan to the increasing number of shapes at the foot of the bed. What did this mean? Why so many?I could hardly register the doctor who came in with the rest of the team, his face as familiar as before, though now he lo

Sierra’s POVThe sound of a heartbeat monitor was the only thing to fill the silence in the room. The fluorescent lights were cold and long, ghostly shadows flitting across the floor. I could swear that the walls closing in on me as I bent over Jordan, who lay there, ghostly pale, breath shallow. It was like watching a candle flicker, never sure if it would burn through the night.I was spent, physically, mentally and emotionally. My bones ached from the hard chairs in the hospital, my eyes burned with fatigue, and my heart … well, my heart … it was just tired. But leaving? That wasn’t an option. Not when he was still so much like this. I lightly ran my fingers along the back of his hand, tracing the veins just under the skin. “You’re freaking me out, Jordan,” I said, my voice hoarse. “You have to wake up. You don’t just get to... just leave me waiting.The door creaked open behind me, and I turned sharply, half-expecting another doctor with another answer. But it was Amelia again,

Jordan’s POVI was awake, alive and breathing. That should’ve been enough but lying here in this hospital bed, as my body slowly, starts to retake its strength, my mind was miles ahead straight to the mine and to the discovery of the vein of crystals that had made everything different.As soon as I realized what we’d come across, I knew it was precious. No more than rare. It was the sort of discovery that could change the entire operation’s trajectory. We had been mining that region for years, but nothing like this had ever come up before and now, when we were so close to something amazing, I was in a fucking hospital bed. I clenched my jaw.Ethan could handle it. I trusted him with my life, and more than that, I trusted him with the business. He had been around long enough to know how I would react to everything, and if there was a time to save his face, this was it. I had no doubt that he would deliver. But that didn’t mean I wasn’t eager to return myself.“Jordan,” Sierras said,