All Chapters of Substitute Bride To The Mafia Boss : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

GIOVANNI'S POVMy fist connected with his face and the sickening crack of bones echoed, followed by dribbles of blood flying out of his mouth. "You're still not going to talk, Miguel?" I growled, grabbing his collar as his head lolled back and forth. "Where are you hiding my weapons, you bloody thief!?" He didn't answer and all I saw was red. My fist kept pounding into his face nonstop, I couldn't see anything past my rage and suddenly, all I wanted was for him to die. "Boss!" Paolo, my second in command, dragged me away from Miguel and spun me around. "You're going to kill him if you keep going like that.""Well he deserves it!" I hissed but Paolo sighed. "If you kill him, we won't find out where the weapons are. Sad as it is, boss, we need him." I cursed in Italian, pulling off the knuckle guard and slamming it on the concrete floor. "Why don't I handle the rest of the interrogation?"I whipped my head towards him, eyes narrowing. "What? He's my capo, I trusted him so I should

After the lunch break incident, everyone basically went back to their positions. The doors were open and customers were trooping in again. "I'm sorry that happened to you, Daisy," Betty and Tahlia said to me before we went back to manning the counters. "It's fine, I'm good," I said with a smile. "I just don't want things to be awkward between us.""It won't," Tahlia responded before reaching out for a hug. Normalcy returned and Tate's place was bustling with life and the atmosphere of vivacity returned again. My hands worked different orders, but I was careful not to mess up the latte art, smiling when I gave the customers their orders and counting change deftly. "I'd like two large donuts and a double shot americano," a feminine voice echoed behind me and I turned to yell out the pastry order to Moose. "Did you get that, Moose?""Sure thing, boss," he waved, winking at me through the window and I smiled. Amusement turned into surprise when I saw the one who owned the order. It

I groaned in frustration, pulling off the t-shirt and shrugging on another one. It was Dad's so it looked slightly bigger on me and I loved it. My room was a mess, I'd run out of clothes to wear so I had to raid Dad's closet to find something more appropriate My baby bump was becoming more obvious now and I couldn't wear a hoodie in this suffocating heat. My t-shirts weren't cutting it anymore and Michelle refused to lend me any of her own.In her own words, she wouldn't take part in the hoax I was playing. I'd tried to explain it to her a dozen times but she wouldn't listen. Three months had rapidly gone by, I was slowly accepting my fate of becoming a single mother although it hadn't been easy. I was enjoying every phase of it and also saving up for the hospital bills and the nursery. I wanted my baby to have the best care possible and I was doing whatever it took, even if it meant working overtime. No one at Tate's place knew I was pregnant, I hadn't found the right time to te

Later in the day, I was discharged by the doctors who assured me that I was better now. I just needed to rest and eat better.My coworkers had left a few minutes ago after telling me that I had the week off. Michelle, on the other hand, was preparing to take me home. "I was thinking about pizza for dinner," Michelle said with a laugh and I hummed playfully. "There's this new place I found online and the reviews are good."I groaned, "what about Chinese? I would kill for some chow mein right now-"The door pulled open and Giovanni walked inside, the room instantly falling quiet. Michelle watched him narrowed eyes while my breath had frozen. "The doctor said you can leave," he stated simply, staring at me dead in the eye. "You're coming with me, I don't trust you'll stay out of trouble on your own."Michell scoffed, walking towards him. "Excuse you, she's not alone. She's with me."He turned to her, "and where were you when she was harming herself and the baby?"Michelle opened and cl

I woke up the next morning, feeling a pleasant tingling between my legs. I hadn't felt this well rested in a while and for a moment, I wondered what caused this until it hit me. I shot up with a gasp, looking around at the familiar room. I was still at Gio's penthouse, lying on his bed in his bedroom. Fuck! We had sex last night, it was a memorable one but I didn't feel proud of it. I looked at my side and it was empty. I guess he must've shared the same sentiment. With a sigh, I climbed down from the bed and shrugged on a robe, picking up my clothes that were strewn all over the room. Did he really hate me that much? He took off before I could even wake up? I felt nothing but burning disgust for myself, couldn't I have kept my legs close? I stopped in front of the kitchen counter staring at the bright yellow sticky note. With a sigh, I plucked it off the counter and read the messy writing on it. 'You have the entire house to yourself. I made food too, you can ring the butler