All Chapters of The Mafia Ruthless Bride; A revengeful Heart: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

ELENA POV All eyes move to the door, Alex leans on the door with a dangerous look in his eyes, a look I have never seen except at the shipping docks. I take a deep breath about to say something when Dante Smith the idiot, who I assume doesn’t know who Alex Bianchi is.A cold, ruthless, and dangerous man. “And you are?” The idiot continues lifting a brow at Alex, his voice hostile, trying too hard to be dominant But Alex's aura immediately fills the room as he walks further in, the manager immediately starts to sweat, and the waitresses from before watching with wide eyes. And the idiot? Well, he continues talking. “Is this bitch yours?” He turns slightly to me his eyes moving back to Alex. Alex's fingers roll into a fist and the punch comes so fast that nobody expects it. The waitresses gasp and the manager goes on his knees immediately “Alex!!” I yell out in shock He straightens up smoothly, dusting the imaginary dust from his suit with class, his cold demeanor is

ELENA POV “And look what the cat dragged in,” Sophia says her tone bitter as her eyes settle on the women The woman in the middle who seems so familiar with long blonde hair steps forward, “Sophia,” she spits with an irritated tone; “And what did you say your name was again?” She turns to me with a brow lifted My frown deepens as my eyes move across her face and finally, I can place her face, she’s Reed’s wife, Alex cousins wife. I smirk turning to Sophia, “Who did you say she was again?” I lift a brow at her, a genuinely concerned look on my face. She laughs, “She’s not important, there’s no need to think too much about her” She rolls her eyes turning back to the dress in her hands Freya’s cronies all look to her for some sought of reply as we completely ignore her. “Hey!! Elena!!, I’m speaking to you” she yells moving forward “Oh so you do know my name but you just choose to somehow try and disrespect me” I turn to her my tone harsh and my eyes narrowed tightly at her She

ELENA POV “Alex” I call out his name almost breathless “I will give you two some space,” Sophia says a quirky look on her face and a smirk on her lips as she walks past Alex. “I didn't mean-” I start to say but Alex crosses the length between us, his fingers brushing through my hair and his arms pull me closer to his arms just like in the bathroom. He smirks his lips meeting with mine immediately, the soft lips mesh with mine so softly, that my body immediately merges with him and my arms move across his body pulling him closer to my form My lips move across his so sweetly as I take in his scent, his lips taste like mint as they merge further with mine. “Hmmm Bidda Mia” he moans across my lips, the deep voice vibrating through my entire body, goosebumps cover my form and I almost dont want to let him go as he pulls back softly. “Are you sure you dont want to be intimate with me ?” he lifts a brow at me, his finger slowly brushing my swollen lip I look up at him wide-ey

ELENA POVAlexander’s silence at breakfast is louder than any argument we’ve had.He hasn’t touched his coffee. He’s just sitting there, scrolling through his phone with that sharp focus that usually means something is bothering him.Correction, someone.That someone being obviously me makes me want to chuckle outloud but instead I tap my spoon against the rim of my teacup, pretending not to notice the way his jaw keeps clenching every few seconds.“Is this how mornings usually are with you?” I ask, my voice casual but mocking.His eyes flick up. “What do you mean?”“You brooding in silence while I slowly lose brain cells across the table.” I lift a brow at him, hoping my words push him to open up.He doesn’t smile. Doesn’t even blink.“You let him touch your hand,” he says, finally.I pause mid-sip. “Excuse me?”“At the gala last night.” He blinks simply like his words should automatically makes sense to me.I set the cup down. “Oh. This is about Daemon.” I lift a brow at him, my li

ELENA POV I slam the door behind me, not caring if it echoes through the mansion. “What the hell was that, Alex?” I throw my clutch down onto the couch and whirl around to face him as he shuts the door calmly behind us. He barely blinks. “You looked too comfortable with him. Thought I’d save you from making a fool of yourself.” I walk closer, my jaw clenching. “You mean to save your ego.” His eyes narrow. “You don’t even know him.” I let out a bitter laugh. “And you do? You show up to my dinner, acting like a possessive caveman, and now you want to lecture me?” He doesn’t respond. He’s standing there, staring at me like I just committed a crime. The heat in his gaze isn’t anger, it’s jealousy. And worse, I like it. God, I hate that I like it. “You don’t get to do that,” I say, softer now, but still firm. “This is a contract, Alex. Nothing more.” “Then why do you keep letting me kiss you?” he snaps, taking two strides and closing the space between us. I take a shaky step bac