All Chapters of Signed To The Mafia King: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

LUCAAlina’s look of shocked confusion was almost funny.Her face was burning, and she looked stunning, standing there with her hair around her shoulders, her eyes hot enough to burn.She rolled her neck. “I suspect he did. Why? What do you know?”I shrugged, pulling my jacket off my shoulder. “Nothing.”Alina came over to me. She lifted her large eyes to mine. Her pupils were wide and dilated like they had been that morning. “I'm sorry, I told Pietro not to call you.”“It wasn't Pietro who called me.” I dropped the jacket on the floor, and she picked it up at once, folding it carefully and dropping it on the bed.I sat on the bed, and she sat beside me. I lifted her, dumping her on my lap. She was still shaking. I kissed her ear. “Hey, relax. Your uncle can't do a thing to you.”She nodded, her shoulders relaxing slowly. She exhaled. “Trust me, I know that.”I turned her so her legs went around my waist. She snuggled into me. “I was asking about your father. Do you suspect that Rober

LUCAI sat in my chair, staring at the dark window of my office. I should have been focused on the meeting, but my mind didn't seem to want that.Alina was a virgin.I could barely believe it. And it shouldn’t have mattered. I should have been able to take my pleasure from my wife without caring about something so pointless. It wasn’t like I had ever been interested in a woman’s virginity before. In fact, I had always avoided it. I liked experienced women, women who knew what they were doing, who didn’t need soft words or careful hands.But with Alina…My jaw tightened. It did bother me, and that was the problem. It shouldn’t make a difference. And yet, the moment I’d realized what she was, I had pulled away from her like I’d been burned.I shook the thought away. I was in a bad mood, and I knew exactly who I was about to take it out on.Diavolo sat across from me, his lips twisted, his hands tied behind his back. He looked calm, too calm for a man in his position. But I knew fea

LUCAI took the bullet from Alina’s hand, turning it between my fingers. The name carved into the metal was smooth under my thumb. Hers.The meaning was clear. Someone had marked her for death.A bad omen.I nodded, barely looking up as I slid the bullet into my pocket. That person had another thing coming. “Where did this come from?”She crossed her arms, chin lifted. “It was delivered to me, wrapped in silk. With a note calling it an early wedding gift.”I should have expected that answer, but the rage still licked up my spine. Someone had the nerve to threaten my wife—my wife—and they thought I’d let it slide?Not fucking likely.I was handling three things at once. A shipment had just come in, my phone was vibrating with back-to-back calls, and now this. My men were moving around the warehouse, checking crates, counting bullets. And in the middle of it all, Alina stood there, almost glowing.The fire in her eyes, the set of her shoulders. She wasn’t afraid. She looked alive.It d

LUCAMen who had killed, built empires, and torn them down sat in a circle, watching us. The Costa and Marino families were two of the biggest names in the city. Their rivals, allies, business partners, and enemies were all here, packed into my father-in-law’s estate, waiting for the ceremony to end.I sat on the floor beside Alina.She had her hands on her lap to hide the way they were shaking. I had no idea why she was nervous, she had refused to say anything more in the car after I'd asked why I would let her go. She was my wife. In the mafia, a marriage was forever. I leaned closer, lowering my voice. “None of your uncles came.”She didn’t turn to look at me. “You know why, Luca.”I did. Roberto must have told Alberto about Luca’s threat. There was no way they would show up here. Alina blinked. “They hate me now.”I tilted my head, studying her face. Her voice was light, almost careless, but I could tell she wasn't comfortable with it from the way her fingers were still shak

ALINAI was still a little breathless from dancing. I didn’t know what to say for a moment.I shook my head, wanting to step out of his arms. “I won’t need those services.”"You’re really certain?" he asked, tilting his head."I have Luca."Ethan’s lips twisted. "And will he obey without question like I will?"Something in his tone made me stop and think."Or," he continued, “will he fight you every step of the way? Will he remind you that he is in control, that you belong to him?"The words sent an uncomfortable chill down my spine.I thought of Luca, the way he had looked at me earlier, the way he had walked away with Victoria like it was nothing, like I was nothing.And I thought of his words, the ones he had thrown at me before we left for the ceremony.I own you.Maybe he would fight me. Maybe he’d refuse to listen.I lifted my chin. "What exactly are you offering?"Ethan leaned in slightly, his breath hot against my ear. I wished he would back away. “I handle problems. Dirty bus