Todos os capítulos de Mafia's Sinful Bride : Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 70

Gabriella's Pov After Mia left, the house fell into an eerie silence. I found Alessio standing alone by the balcony, staring out at nothing, his figure outlined by the soft evening light. His shoulders slumped slightly, and his hair fell over his forehead, unmoving even in the breeze. There was something heavy in the air around him, something I had felt before. He looked just like he did yesterday when he came back. I stepped forward quietly and slipped my arms around his waist from behind. He didn’t move. He didn’t speak.“It’s me,” I whispered against his back. “Gabriella.”“Okay.” he murmured absently. That hurt. More than I expected.I pulled back a little, enough to rest my chin against his shoulder. “You’ve been distant,” I murmured. “You don’t talk. You barely even look at me anymore. Alessio… is something wrong?”He didn’t respond. Just kept staring into the distance like I hadn’t said a word.“Please don’t shut me out,” I said, softer now. “Talk to me.”He finally exhaled,

Alessio's Pov I stepped out of the car, feeling the cold breeze graze my cheek. Carlo stood beside me, his imposing figure silent but alert. The house loomed ahead, a modest bungalow, its white walls slightly faded, a touch of neglect showing around the edges. I took a deep breath and knocked, the sound sharp in the quiet street.The door swung open, revealing a woman in her late forties, with graying hair tied back neatly and a warm, if slightly cautious, smile."Good afternoon," she greeted, her voice gentle. "How can I help you?""Good afternoon, ma’am," I said, giving a polite nod. "I’m Alessio."Her eyes widened slightly. "Alessio? Oh, I’ve heard so much about you. Please, come in." She stepped aside, and I crossed the threshold, but Carlo stayed back, leaning against the car with a silent nod from me.The living room was cozy but cluttered, a mix of old family photos and a faint scent of lavender lingering in the air. Lucia gestured to a couch. "Please, have a seat. I’ll bring

Gabriella's Pov I woke to the warmth of Alessio’s arms around me, his steady breathing a comforting rhythm against my back. For a moment, I just lay there, my fingers tracing the veins on his arm, savoring the feeling I had once only dreamed of. His embrace felt like home, a promise I never thought I’d have.But eventually, reality tugged at me. Carefully, I shifted out of his hold, moving slowly so I wouldn’t wake him. The sheets rustled, but he didn’t stir. I slipped into the bathroom, closing the door with a quiet click.Under the hot stream of the shower, I let the water wash away the remnants of sleep. My fingers danced through the suds, and I scrubbed every inch of my skin, the heat waking me up entirely. My gaze fell to my legs, and I considered for a second. A faint smile played at my lips. Maybe a little shaving wouldn’t hurt. Just in case…Stepping out, I wrapped myself in a plush towel, steam swirling around me. I hesitated at the mirror, my cheeks warming as I caught sigh

Gabrella’s Pov I watched Alessio slip into the night, his figure swallowed by shadows as he trailed Victor and the stranger. Panic clawed at my chest, every second stretching painfully. Why was he risking himself for me?My fingers tightened around the edge of the car seat as Carlo pulled up, his stern face barely softening when he saw me. He stepped out, opening the back door, but I didn't rush into it. Instead, I stared down the path Alessio had disappeared into."Gabriella," Carlo’s voice was steady, a forced calm masking the tension in his eyes. "Get in.""But Alessio…." My voice cracked, betraying the fear twisting inside me."We can't wait here. It's too dangerous," he insisted, and his hand landed on my shoulder, trying to steer me into the car."Is he... will he be okay?" I whispered, refusing to move, my gaze fixed on the darkness."I don't know," Carlo muttered, barely audible, and that single sentence shattered me. I wanted to scream, to demand that we stay, to force him t

Alessio's PovMy body protested with every step, a dull ache radiating from the wounds I had yet to fully recover from. I hated it, the vulnerability, the reliance on someone else. Gabriella walked beside me, her hand just inches away, ready to catch me if I stumbled. I gritted my teeth, pushing back the humiliation.As we reached the base of the stairs, Carlo stood waiting, his expression unreadable. He straightened the moment he saw me, his sharp gaze flicking to Gabriella before settling back on me."We need to talk. Privately," Carlo's voice was a low rumble, betraying none of the urgency I sensed beneath it.I turned to Gabriella, forcing a tight smile. "I'll be fine," I said, waving off her worried look. I didn’t miss the brief hesitation in her eyes, but she nodded, stepping away.Outside, the chill air gnawed at my wounds, but I squared my shoulders, refusing to show any weakness before Carlo. He led me to the far end of the courtyard, away from prying ears. The moonlight cast