Todos los capítulos de A Mafia Wife’s Wrath: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 7

"Vince just had to have a baby with me," Sophia Castellano said, her voice syrupy and smug. "He couldn't get enough of me last night. The pregnancy test results are out, and guess what?"I stared at the fresh bruise blooming along her neck and the pregnancy test results she waved in front of my face. It felt like Vince Moretti had stabbed me from behind.This wasn't her first time showing up. Yesterday was the first.She came to me with a video—her and Vince tangled together—and tossed a black-gold credit card onto the table like it meant nothing.Then she draped herself across a lounge chair, tilted her sunglasses down just enough to look at me with disdain. "No wonder Vince's not in love with you anymore," she sneered. "You're all used up. There's a million on that card. Take it and leave him."Then came the declaration. "Honestly, he doesn't love you anymore. I didn't have to come, but Vince wants to give me a wedding. That means you two need to get divorced."I almost laughed

After the party ended, Vince made an excuse and left early. I figured he was going back to keep Sophia company—still hidden away in that room.Bang! Bang—Two gunshots suddenly rang out from the top of the hill.I blinked slowly, only to see a group of men from another territory walking straight toward me.One of them pulled a gun, aimed it right at my forehead.And just as I thought my time had come, Vince stepped in front of me.Seeing him rush forward, the gunmen fired several more shots.He threw his arms around me and tumbled with me down the slope, never once letting go.A bullet had struck him in the left side of his chest. Sharp stones tore at his skin, and blood soaked his clothes.Still, he held me close and whispered, "Don't be scared."The intruders were quickly subdued. Turns out they were scouts from a rival faction, never expecting to run into me face-to-face.Years ago, Vince had killed the wife of a border gang boss—she was pregnant at that time. That man ha

"What!?"The word slammed into Vince's chest like a sheet of cold iron. His mind froze. Isabella… why would she go that far? The tightrope he'd been walking all afternoon finally snapped.His eyes went bloodshot. He started calling her—again and again—desperately, like a man possessed. But there was no answer. The line was dead. Eventually, even the number ceased to exist.Then another one of his men burst in, pale-faced, panic bleeding from his voice. "Boss, we found a hospital record... a miscarriage. It's Mrs. Moretti's."What the hell was happening? Vince's head felt like it might split open.Isabella… she was really gone? Just like that?Then, as if to hammer the point home, her messages came through—several at once.One was a voice recording of a conversation with Sophia.Another was a recording of a call from Sophia.The last… was a screen recording of the wedding livestream.When Vince tried to reply, his message bounced. Isabella had blocked him.He opened the fir

After Vince left last time, the travel agency I'd signed up with refunded every penny of my trip.All they asked was that I convince him not to cause them any trouble.I took the money and rented a small house in a nearby fishing village.I canceled my phone plan and erased all traces of myself. Vince wouldn't be able to find me again.But even in that quiet coastal town, news of the mafia boss from Macallum still floated through the streets.They said he'd gone mad after losing his wife, that he was offering a hefty reward for any information.If whispers of that reached even this remote place, I could only imagine the scale of his search. I knew him—Vince was a man of extremes, terrifying in his obsession. And I didn't dare guess what a man like that might do when driven to madness.A few days passed. Then another rumor drifted into town. They said Macallum's mafia boss had lost his mind from the grief. His men only hoped to help him fulfill his final wish before death.I kne