All Chapters of HER SWEET AFFAIR WITH THE MAFIA: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

23 Chapters

My Husband's Attention

I must be out of my mind. Kissing a man I met two weeks ago, under a snow-covered tree, while my husband might be searching for me.Or maybe not. Edgar De Villiers is always too busy—too busy to notice me, too busy to even acknowledge our wedding anniversary.I am Jeanne Blanchard, married to Edgar for five years. Our life once seemed perfect, until everything changed. He grows distant, cold. I leave, lost in confusion, searching for something—someone—else.Hector. The man I help near my house, never expecting it to lead here."Should we go in?" he asks, pointing at a hotel with his glance."I'm going home.""Are you sure?""Yes. We've gone too far—""Do you think your husband is looking for you?" His words cut through me. "You fought with him, yet you expect him to chase after you? I understand—you’ve loved him for five years without pause."I stay silent. Hector leans in, his lips brushing my neck as he whispers, "But I expect you to look for me when you're upset with him. Just like

Last Updated : 2025-03-24

How I Brought The Stranger Into My House

[JEANNE’S POV - Flashback] My wedding anniversary used to be the most precious day of the year. I celebrated it with joy—but that only happened twice. After losing my baby, it was never the same.Three years ago, I found out I was pregnant. Everyone was overjoyed—my family, Edgar’s family. A baby was expected soon after our wedding.Then, the attack happened. At the hospital where I worked, chaos flooded the emergency room. I was tending to patients when one of them suddenly pulled out a gun. He shot me in the stomach—as if he knew I was pregnant. I barely survived, but my baby didn’t. The doctors told me I would never conceive again.Everything changed after that. Edgar’s family turned cold. Then, my parents died on a mission trip. And Edgar… he changed too. Withdrawn. Silent. Distant. He buried himself in work, climbing the ranks to captain in the police force, while I was left alone in the grand house he insisted I stay in. He told me to quit my job, yet he was never home.Tonight

Last Updated : 2025-03-24

Affair Offer

[JEANNE’S POV - Flashback] I saw Edgar leave again the next morning. I didn’t like it, but stopping him was never an option. He only ever came to check that I was still in his house—never bothering to ask directly. I had grown used to it. But this time, his expression was tenser than usual. He paused to speak briefly with the house guard before disappearing.Was he looking for a fugitive? The thought crossed my mind as I glanced toward the unconscious man in my room, still motionless.The minor surgery to relieve his pneumothorax had been successful. With no other serious injuries, I had decided to let him stay—just until he was well enough to leave.I returned to the kitchen to prepare a simple breakfast. Living alone, I never made much. As I chopped fresh vegetables for a salad, my thoughts churned restlessly, and a familiar heaviness settled over me. Distracted, I barely noticed how carelessly I was handling my knife—until the sound of approaching footsteps snapped me back to real

Last Updated : 2025-03-24

The Other Woman

[JEANNE’S POV] I sigh, recalling how Hector and I ended up in this mess. It leaves me confused—I don’t know how to fix it.Edgar hasn’t spoken to me in two days. He hasn’t even come back. Instead, he’s tightened security, placing a guard right outside my secret passage so I can’t leave without him knowing. I’m completely locked in. Is this a punishment? Or does he simply not want me to see Hector again? Is he jealous? Does he care? I don’t know. It all confuses me, but I can’t ask—Edgar won’t even see me.I should apologize properly. I should have left Hector out of it and handled my problems with Edgar directly. I should have told him about my pregnancy that night. Maybe we would have made up, even if he still left. Maybe I wouldn’t have ended up helping Hector.Lost in thought, I hear my door open. My heart jumps—I think it’s Edgar. But when I see who it is, I press my lips together and swallow my disappointment.“Long time no see, daughter-in-law. How are you?”“You came, Mother.

Last Updated : 2025-03-24

Looking For Someone Else

[AUTHOR’S POV] "Another terrorist attack took place at the Adenhill central bank. The perpetrator carried a small-scale bomb and blew himself up inside the bank after posing as one of the bank employees." Hector lifted his head from his soft bed to watch the news on the television. "Wow, he did it!" "Again?" A woman spoke near Hector, only in a bikini and her body under the same blanket as Hector. "Isn't she very excited?" "A spirit similar to that of the leader," the woman Celine, asked with a smile for Hector. She gave Hector the remote while she went to take a shower, and Hector sat up to hear the news more clearly. "All bank employees and customers were saved, although the explosion was small in scale, but damage was done to the lobby of the bank, killing the perpetrator and injuring one police officer." Hector just laughed at the news; he didn't care if anyone was injured, but his attention was drawn to someone who had been caught on camera. "Jeanne?" Meanwhil

Last Updated : 2025-04-02

She's Gone

Edgar was spiraling.The terrorist attack at the bank the day before had left dozens injured, and the chaos still echoed in his mind like a haunting siren. As the man responsible for leading the force to hunt down the perpetrators and dismantle the syndicate behind the attack, he didn’t have the luxury of breaking down. But that didn’t stop the panic clawing at his chest.Every crime he witnessed added another prayer to his lips—pleading that no one he loved would ever be caught in the crossfire. But fate had already played a cruel trick on him three years ago. What happened to Jeanne had left an unhealed wound that festered beneath the surface. It was why he kept her under lock and key, why he grew restless whenever she stepped outside the fortress he built around her. He lived in constant fear of that nightmare repeating.And yet, this time… he had gone too far.In his desperation to protect her, Edgar had stripped Jeanne of what little freedom she had left. It was a bold move—some

Last Updated : 2025-04-10

Hector's House Arts Tour

Silence had become a second skin.It lingered like sea mist in the corners of Hector’s bedroom—vast, expensive, and too pristine to feel lived in. The kind of room designed to impress, not comfort. Yet it had become her sanctuary. Or at least, a holding cell with better linens.Jeanne stood by the glass wall that overlooked the ocean, barefoot on cold marble that stretched wide beneath her. The late morning light poured in, all gold and blue, illuminating the world beyond. Waves rolled against jagged stone below, hurling themselves toward the cliffs with endless, futile determination. The sea didn’t care who was watching. It just moved—loud and alive and indifferent.She hadn’t moved much in the last hour. Maybe longer.Her arms curled around her midsection, not protectively, but like she was holding something fragile inside—something that had barely begun to mend. The oversized T-shirt clung to her frame in places, soft cotton catching the breeze from the open balcony door, but she b

Last Updated : 2025-04-24

His Other Woman

Jeanne froze. Her pulse stuttered as her brain leapt ahead—another woman? God, was she caught? Was this Hector’s wife? His live-in girlfriend? She didn’t even ask. What the hell had she stepped into?The woman stepped fully into the kitchen now, the long black coat swaying with purpose as she moved. Underneath, a crisp white blouse clung to her torso, tucked into a mini skirt that matched the dark sheen of her coat. The sharp clack of leather heels echoed across the marble, slicing the quiet open with every step.Jeanne didn’t move. Couldn’t. Her hands clenched slightly around the rim of the plate, unsure if she should set it down, offer a smile, run, or apologize. Her heart thundered in a rhythm that didn’t match the calm around her.The woman pulled off her sunglasses in one smooth motion, folding them carefully and slipping them into the breast pocket of her coat. Her eyes, now fully visible, were icy—beautiful, but cold like jewelry locked in glass. She was already smiling, the ki

Last Updated : 2025-04-24

Either Right or Wrost

Jeanne held his gaze, uncertain of how to react. There was something in Hector’s eyes—something startlingly earnest—that made her chest tighten. She turned her face away, unable to meet it any longer.“That’s hard to believe,” she said quietly. “Coming from someone like you.”Hector tilted his head slightly, the corners of his lips tugging upward as if amused.“And what’s so wrong about someone like me?”Jeanne’s fingers tightened around her cup.“You asked me to have an affair with you like it was the easiest thing in the world. Just because I found you bleeding and helped you, suddenly I became your... conquest. Who’s to say you won’t find another woman just as easily? From the start, I never trusted you.”Hector gave a low, almost delighted chuckle, leaning forward slightly.“Oh, really? Then tell me—who did you look for when your husband broke your heart? Who did you call when he had no time for you? And who did you kiss beneath that snow-covered tree

Last Updated : 2025-05-01

The weight of loosing

Hector sat beside her in silence, the weight of Jeanne’s words dragging a shadow across his features. For a fleeting moment, his gaze drifted toward the ocean’s horizon, his thoughts tangled somewhere deeper than the waves—almost as if the wound Jeanne described echoed something within him. But before he could fall too far into that quiet, dangerous place in his mind, the faint sound of Jeanne wiping her tears brought him back.He looked at her—her cheeks still damp, her eyes glassy and rimmed with exhaustion. Without a word, he reached for her hand. It was cold, wet with sorrow, but he held it firmly in his own, lending her a steadiness that didn’t ask for permission.“I wouldn’t blame you,” he said, his voice low, almost hoarse.Jeanne hesitated, her lips parting slightly as if to catch the words before they vanished. She searched his amber eyes, trying to uncover the truth behind them, as if afraid it might be nothing more than an easy kindness. But what she saw wasn’t pity—it was

Last Updated : 2025-05-02

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