Lahat ng Kabanata ng Married Off To The Merciless Mafia King : Kabanata 111 - Kabanata 120

My voice echoed around the house, met with a cold, silent response. I’d never panicked before, not even when the worst things happened. So, this sinking feeling, like icicles creeping around the corners of my chest, and the sudden sweep of worry that enveloped me couldn’t be signs of panic. “Rosa? Where the hell are you?” I plucked my phone out to place a call. Avian had been on ground patrol duty. He said no one saw her leave the house. The cars were untouched under the shade. He wasn’t lying. I’d have been alerted the second she left the house, but I received nothing. Bare-chested, I marched out of the room, searching from every room in the house to the kitchen, to the foyer, and then outside. I went round the house and…. My heart stopped thrashing crazily against my chest. Under one of the trees in the backyard, with lit lamp posts lined across the pathway, she sat on the iron bench, her head thrown back, gazing at the stars. A gentle breeze ruffled the tips of her hair, a

She waved a shiny silver spoon at Nikolai. “Niko? When are we finally going to dig in? I might just abandon this chicken and heat up some fries, you know?”“He wants us to die of hunger.” Egor pitched in, addressing everyone, but his eyes were fixed on me.I gulped.The aura surrounding this man was enough to make anyone fall on their knees in fear, but the children and his wife paraded around him like he was an ordinary man selling flowers on the street.“Maybe if you asked him, he’d comply in a heartbeat.”Reacting was easier with a forward and blunt Freya, but how was I supposed to respond to a teasing Egor? Even if we’d gotten acquainted pretty fast, and he formally acknowledged me as his sister-in-law, I wasn’t sure how to act around him.Be nice?Tease back?Be formal?Thankfully, Nikolai swooped in to save my tied tongue. Flashing a smile at Freya, he put Alina down and stationed himself behind my chair. “We’ll eat soon. I’m expecting someone.”Egor’s brows dipped, and he sat u

Nikolai“I’ve got you.”“We’re going to do this together.”Everything echoed in a torturing slow motion: the heartbeat on the monitor, the footsteps and voices of the medical team swarming around us, their efficient movements a blur, her agonizing screams when the contractions hit, the sound of her tears, her nails digging into my skin as she held on tight, fighting for our baby.Fighting for us.The seconds seemed excruciatingly longer and more painful. Until....Until we heard him cry.Then, my heart stopped.I’d heard babies cry. Heck, I helped Freya change Alina and Alexei’s diapers one time. But this was different, more personal. The wails hit my chest, snatching my breath away at the first sound, and when the nurse picked him up, his stretched-out tiny arms and legs pinched me in the gut.Rosalyn was already fast asleep on the bed. The doctor said the pain knocked her out. So, I held the little fighter—our son.Mine.The last time I experienced a feeling as pumped as this was the

“What’s wrong? You’re seriously asking me that?” I sat up, pulling the covers tighter around myself and struggling to keep my voice low for the sake of our baby. “You come home at thishour without so much as a text, and you want to know what’s wrong?” Niko didn’t answer. His face was calm, unbothered, which only made my frustration worse. “Do you even realize what it feels like? To be sitting here, waiting for you, wondering if you’ll bother to show up at all?” I could feel the heat rising in my chest, my hands gripping the blanket as if that would stop the trembling. “It’s like you don’t even care anymore. It’s been three months, Niko. Three months since I felt you: your touch, your kisses, your presence in this goddamn house. “What’s wrong?I should be askingyouthat! What’s wrong, Niko? Don’t you want me anymore? Don’t you love me anymore? I mean, it should be simple, right? If there’s someone else out there—” “Don’t.” His icy time cut me off like a sharp knife. “Don’t finish tha

Book 3 introduces different characters and storyline while still maintaining the forced marriage To the merciless Mafia series. **************** A debt to pay, a brother to save, a monster to marry. Timur Yezhov, the cold-hearted Bratva boss, is a storm of cruelty and control. When my father’s hidden debt comes due, I make a desperate choice to save my younger brother. I offer myself to the mafia monster in his place. Now, I’m trapped into a marriage with a man who is both my captor and my tormentor – and I am pregnant with his child. Every moment with Timur is a battle. I despise the way he demands and commands, but his brutal touches leave me craving more. His grumpy, unyielding nature is as frustrating as it is magnetic. I hate what he makes me feel, but I can’t deny the way my body responds to his dominance. How do you fight a man who makes you burn with every touch? Can I protect my heart and my child from the ruthless man who’s claimed us both? Or am I do