All Chapters of Twisted Marriage (A Dark MMF Mafia Romance): Chapter 251 - Chapter 260

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244. All the rights of being my wife

JEREMIAH As I dried her hair, the silence felt comfortable, not like where I’d want to escape my own thoughts. Not the suffocating kind I used to live in. Not the kind filled with accusation and ghosts and things unsaid. This one felt… fragile. When I placed a hand on her shoulder she covered it with hers, engulfing it with her small one. The gesture was simple, the touch so soft, it filled my chest with warmth. Our eyes met in the mirror and there was something in the air around us, wrapping us in a bubble that felt soft and filled with magnetic tension at the same time. Her lips parted when I leaned down, but before either of us could’ve said anything a loud scream permeated the sir, shattering that bubble. Nina jerked in her seat, startled. Her brows furrowed as she looked at me in confusion. “What’s happening?” “Stay here. I’ll check.” But when I took a step back, she grabbed my hand. “I am coming with you.” I could see in her eyes that she won’t obey. And her

245. I am in love

JEREMIAH “You have it.” For a long minute, she stood there frozen, staring at me. “Lisichka…” Her breath caught. And then her eyes widened as if finally recalling and understanding what I just said. She swallowed a few times before she asked, “Do you really mean it?” And there was so much hope visible in her dual colored eyes, it made my chest ache. “Jer?” The doubts holding me back gave way to her hope and I smiled as I cupped her cheek and replied, “Yes, wife.” My voice was low, steady. “Help me with my clothes. And dress my wounds. Will you?” “You… you don’t have to if you don’t want to. I can wait.” “But the wound on my shoulder won’t. It needs your care right now, wife.” Unshed tears filled her gaze as I grabbed her hand and we walked to the bathroom. There was a brief moment of hesitation when she stood in front of me in the bathroom, as I realised how vulnerable I was going to be. For the first time I was breaking down all the walls between us. Dis

246. I believe you, lisichka

NINA No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't stop the tears. They kept falling. I silently wiped them away as I carefully poured water over his other shoulder away from the left side where he was hurt. Jeremiah stayed still, relaxed back against the lip of the tub, letting me do all the work because I insisted. When I moved in front of him, his grey eyes met mine and I knew he could see my tears. He shook his head as he murmured, "Are you going to keep crying like this, lisichka?" "I can't stop them..." I wiped more tears. "I hate that you went through so much." He grabbed my hand and took the washcloth from me, dropping it to the side. Pulling me closer, he said, "And I hate to see you cry like this. Stop it before I punish you." I sniffled. "You can’t punish me for crying." "Want to bet?" I pursed my lips. He smirked. His wet thumb brushed along my lower lip. "It took me a long time to understand this that the more I stay in the past, the more far I'll be fr

247. Can I kiss you first?

NINA I walked and walked and walked, but no matter in which direction I turned I couldn’t escape the dark forest. And this one didn’t feel familiar. It didn't have the feel of my monster lurking in the shadows coming to catch me. This felt different. "Jeremiah?" I called, but my voice was barely audible to my own ears. "Nina..." "Jer? Where are you?" I circled around, looking as far as eyes could see but not finding him. A sudden thunder echoed from the clouds, followed by lightening. I startled and took a step back, only to stumble over something. In a blink, I was on my knees and there was snow everywhere. "What-" I started but a scream left my mouth when I saw Jeremiah lying there, blood pooled around him, staining the white snow. "Jeremiah!!" I shook him by the shoulders, my heart lurching. "Jeremiah... No... H-How?!" He was there. We were together. Finally, everything was okay. How could this happen? A choked gasp came from him and when I looked

248. It physically hurts

JEREMIAH “What do you plan to do, wife?” I watched as in answer, she sat back on her haunches and untied the sash on her bathrobe. She shrugged the robe off her shoulders, baring her perfect handful tits and pebbled nipples to my eyes. My mouth watered at the sight. It felt like forever since I had tasted her. I reached out to cup one beautiful breast, but she pushed my hand away. And then to my surprise, she braced her palms on either side of my shoulders and placed a soft kiss on my forehead. I stared at her, almost bewildered. A soft smile curved her lips as if she was happy with herself. And then she didn’t stop there, she trailed her lips down along my nose and pressed soft kisses on each of my cheeks like she found me adorable, which was a blasphemy if you ask me. By the time she reached my lips, I was starting to lose patience, but I let her have her way. I was almost in a trance, feeling her kiss me like I was something precious to her. Her lips were sof

249. Where is my father?

NINA I woke up in his warm embrace, feeling like a melted butter, well rested and content. My body was still tingling, still humming with the lingering echoes of pleasure that had left me feeling almost drugged. My limbs felt heavy, my thoughts slow, like I was drifting somewhere between sleep and waking. I didn’t even want to leave the comfort of his arms, but my bladder was screaming at me. I sat up reluctantly and took a moment to watch him sleep. And for the first time, I noticed how relaxed he looked. The constant tension that usually lived in his features was gone. For the first time, there was no frown marking his forehead. There was no anger in his expression, no clenched jaw, no tightened brows. He was relaxed. And I wanted to believe he was content too. I slipped out of the bed when I felt another urgent demand from my bladder and made my way to the bathroom. When I came back, Jeremiah’s hand was thrown across the mattress, fingers brushing the empty

250. He was mine? Mine.

JEREMIAH “Lisichka…” I called out to my wife as I made my way toward the stairs. Although, I should’ve been already awake as Lachlan would be here any moment and I fucking missed my little shadow, but with my wife in my arms I hadn't wanted to leave the bed. And yet I woke up in an empty bed without her beside me which left me feeling unsettled. I was still not comfortable with her out of my sight. Every time I think about how close I came to losing her, something inside me turns and twists. If it hadn’t been for my inability to feel pain, I wondered if I had been able to save her in time with two bullet holes in my body. But a part of me wanted to believe that I’d have still managed to save her. Because without her I wouldn’t have been able to face my little shadow. Without her I wouldn’t have been able to survive. As I took the stairs, my gaze travelled down to the hall where Nina stood beside my little shadow. A smile lifted the corner of my lips. “You are here.”

251. My son is home

JEREMIAH “It can’t be possible. It can't happen…” It can't... No... All this time while my son was growing up, living in a world without his father, I had been alive, somewhere, hating his mother and my life, not knowing what I was missing. My jaw tightened as I forced myself to stay where I was, even as everything in me pulled toward him. He stood in front of me, real and alive, and yet feeling impossibly distant like a stranger. Like a dream. I refused to look at Nina again, maybe if I stayed still I will wake up. This was a dream. It could be nothing else. Because how could I accept that I lost a chunk of my own baby’s life that I will nevrr get back. I can't. “Jeremy.” I lifted my blurry gaze to Lachlan, he put his hand on the boy’s shoulder as he said, “This is Juhan. Your—” I held up my hand, noticing how terribly it was shaking. I didn’t let him finish. And despite myself, I looked for answer from my wife. A moment ago, I didn't want to.

252. Exactly where I was meant to be

NINA I stood in the middle of the library. My fingers curled into fists to stop the trembling in them. Juhan was upstairs, in my old room. To my surprise, he seemed to accept this life changing circumstances without any effort, like he also knew he was meant for this life. Like this was exactly where he belonged, to something big, to inherit an empire his father was building. But here I was… waiting for a verdict from my husband and the man who’d always been there for me without any conditions. Because even though Jeremiah didn't react the way I thought he would, he didn't accuse me for deliberately hiding Juhan and lying to him all this time. But I knew I still needed to apologize and tell him the fragrant of memories that I got back. He deserved to know. I lifted my gaze from the unfinished chess game, looked at Lachlan who sat in one of the chairs, his green eyes seemed to be lost in thoughts. And on the other hand, Jeremiah stood near the windows with his back to th

253. I am happy

Four Weeks Later… NINA Morning sunlight spilled through the tall windows, warm and golden, stretching across the length of the dining table. For a moment, I just stood there at the entrance. Watching them. The three people who meant everything to me. They were my entire world. Juhan sat between Jer and Lachlan, his shoulders relaxed in a way that made something inside my chest loosen. He looked like he was finally free of unseen responsibilities that had always weighed him down. And not just in how his features has relaxed, but he smiles more often, behaved like children of his age. But at the same time I have noticed how his body language had changed since he came here. It was like he has adopted mannerism of both Jer and Lachlan. Like he had been watching them from the very beginning. And I noticed that more, when a week ago Jeremiah had hosted a grand gathering to introduce Juhan to the world he belonged to. And my little baby, my little heart, hadn’t faltered. H

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