All Chapters of The Capo's Deadly Bride : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Marco wanted to turn to Gino and demand, "What were you doing that made you fail to watch Argan?" But as he glanced at Delilah, her presence softened the fury bubbling within him. He already had her, and that was all that mattered.He exhaled, brushing the frustration away like dust on his jacket. "Forget about Argan," he said curtly, dismissing the thought entirely.Turning back to Delilah, Marco’s sharp gaze softened. He noticed her rubbing her arm as though shielding herself from an invisible chill. Her dress, though stunning, left much of her exposed to the biting air. Without a word, Marco removed his suit jacket and draped it over her shoulders."Here, wear this," he murmured.Delilah’s lips curved into a grateful smile, her fingers lightly brushing his arm as she held onto him for balance while slipping into the jacket. The suit jacket hung loosely on her frame, but the soft fabric

Gunfire echoed through the place, each shot cracking against the walls like a torrent of fury. Marco and Delilah held their ground, their weapons spitting bullets, but Argan’s men kept coming. Delilah's face was set in serious determination, her eyes scanning the chaos. Marco moved like a predator, each shot deadly and deliberate. Victoria swung the fire extinguisher she'd taken from the wall, smashing it against another armed man's shoulder. The impact sent him stumbling, but he recovered quickly, his eyes dark with menace. The other women stood frozen, fear flickering in their eyes as they watched the scene unfold. They had nothing—no weapons, no training—just raw panic. But when they noticed how many of the armed men were aiming for Marco, something inside them snapped. Without hesitation, six women moved forward. They lunged at the men, grabbing their arms, pulling at their weapons, using their nails and fists with fury. One woman wrapped her arms around an attacker’s nec

Delilah blinked at Marco, surprised but not entirely shocked. She had grown accustomed to his presence, his instinct to take care of her whether she asked for it or not. Even so, she didn't want to be a burden, especially not to him, who had already done more than enough."Thanks," she said, forcing a small smile, "but there's really no need for that."Marco's dark eyes stayed on her, steady and firm. "You will need assistance because of your injured leg. You don’t want to put too much pressure on it."Delilah glanced down at her left leg, her lips pressing together. The dull ache that had been gnawing at her since earlier was still there, a constant reminder of her vulnerability. She bit her lip, feeling the familiar frustration bubbling inside her. A moment later, she let it go, exhaling softly.She looked up at him again. "It’s not that bad. I can manage," she murmured, more to herself than him.Marco raised an eyebrow, his expression making it clear he wasn’t buying it. "Really

The ship rocked gently as it reached the port, the morning sun casting a golden glow over the water. A steady hum of activity filled the air—docked boats swayed, gulls cawed overhead, and distant voices shouted instructions to one another. The gangway extended, connecting the vessel to solid ground. One by one, everyone disembarked.The women's faces held mixed emotions—relief, exhaustion, doubt—but there was also a glimmer of hope. As they stepped onto the dock, one of Marco’s men approached, handing each of them a small sum of money.Delilah stood beside Marco, watching as the women accepted the bills with gratitude. It was the least she could do for them. The night before, she had asked Marco for this favor, knowing that many of them had nowhere to go and no means to get home. The money wouldn’t change everything, but it would give them something—transport fare, a meal, a moment to breathe.A woman approached Delilah, tucking the bills carefully into her pocket. Victoria. The s

The next morning, Mrs. Hayden directed Helen and Ruby to the morning room, where Delilah was waiting.The room was bright, bathed in soft natural light streaming through the windows. Delilah stood near the couch, leaning on it for support. She looked calm, but there was something different about her—a quiet confidence, a sense of peace that hadn't been there before.As soon as Ruby saw her, she crossed the room quickly and pulled Delilah into an unexpected hug.Delilah stiffened slightly, caught off guard, before Ruby just as quickly pulled away."I was just so excited to see you again," Ruby said, a smirk appearing on her face.Helen stepped forward, her sharp gaze landing on Delilah’s left leg."What happened to your leg?" she asked.Ruby followed her gaze and immediately noticed the bandage wrapped around Delilah’s left leg. She hadn’t expected that. Her smirk faded slightly."How did you get hurt?" Ruby asked.Delilah sighed, noting their expressions."Oh, this happened last week