All Chapters of MAFIA BRIDE: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

64 Chapters

Chapter 1: The Betrayal.

The call came just after midnight.Isabella Lorenzo… now Moretti by marriage, was busy pouring herself a well earned glass of wine after another long day tolerating her new family. As she eased herself gently into the couch, her phone lit up and started vibrating.“Should have put you on DND” she muttered in annoyance as she reached for the phone.It was an nknown number, and she didn't usually fancy answering unknown numbers. Her instincts however kept pushing, and she eventually took the call.“Isabella Moretti?” a deep voice asked.She paused. Nobody had called her by her maiden name in the last three months since she got married.“Yes. Who is this?”There was a small pause before the caller finally spoke again. “Your father has been arrested, and the council has summoned a trial tonight. Your immediate attendance is required, good day.”The line went dead before she could even ask a question. How could this be possible, what could they possibly have against her father. She had to

chapter 2: Punishment and Flight

Punishment in the Mafia world knew no mercy. There were no second chances, no do-overs, only judgement.Don Antonio Lorenzo, once a powerful lion in their brutal mafia jungle, now stood at the gallows like an expired good waiting to be discarded. His bloody face still carried his proud and defiant look, unaware that his legacy had been wiped out the night before. He caught Isabella's eyes in the crowd, weeping heavily, surrounded by her in-laws the Morettis… the same bloodsuckers who had betrayed him and condemned him to this fate.Isabella squeezed her purse tighter, clenching her teeth until her jaw hurt. The tears were flowing freely, and her body was quaking vigorously as the executioner placed the noose around her father's neck. Behind them were the council elders of the Internal Mafia Council… silent and grim, obviously not enjoying the morbid spectacle before then. She knew what they were thinking… it could easily be any one of them in that condition, that was the harsh reality

Chapter 3: A New Beginning

Two years later…Elena Romano stood in the center of her private gallery, a far cry from the woman she used to be. For two years she had carefully rebuilt her life, thriving far away from a chaos she had refused to remember.In this new world of hers, she was Elena Romano, a successful art dealer, cultured, mysterious, with a tragic story of widowhood that she always never explained in detail. No one ever questioned further, and her she allowed the past to rest in peace. Her eye for art spoke for her, and in Rome’s elite society where she hid in plain sight, silence covered in elegance was a language everyone respected.She was giving a private tour to one of her wealthiest clients… Giovanni Tarini, a real estate mogul with a known weakness for impressive art, and dangerous appetite for beautiful women.“This piece is magnificent signora,” Giovanni said, stopping in front of a beautiful oil painting of a Sicilian coastline at dusk, “it’s breathtaking… dark, and almost tragic.”Elena c

Chapter 4: Night of the masquerade

Elena Romano showed up to the ball in style. She arrived in a sexy, black gown that hugged her figures like a dangerous secret. Her hair was perfectly styled, flowing over her shoulders in shiny waves of black. As she stepped into the ballroom, there was a sudden silence, quickly followed by hushed murmurs and whispers of both admiration and envy.Giovanni Tarini smiled delightfully when he set his eyes on her, abandoning the group he had been discussing with just to welcome her.“Signora Romano! My God, you are absolutely gorgeous. If you had no intention of attracting attention tonight, I'm afraid you've failed miserably,” he chuckled, kissing her outstretched hand like a perfect gentleman, and offering her a drink from a passing tray.She gave him a polite smile, blushing deeply as she accepted the glass. “That wasn’t my intention signore Giovanni, but I’ll take the compliment.”“Eyes of admiration from the men, flames of envy from the women,” Giovanni said with dramatic flair. “Th

Chapter 5: A call from the past.

Chapter 5It had been three weeks since the masquerade ball, but the memory of that one night of fire between her and the stranger was the peak. She had snuck out of the hotel in the early hours of the morning, while he slept like a happy baby. There had been a strong temptation to peek under his mask, but she had resisted… it was better they never met again, not with the kind of dominion he had over her body.But here she was now, three weeks later with a pregnancy test kit in her hands, her pulse pounding feverishly. She watched as the lines began to form… and the plus sign yet again… positive.It had to be a mistake, she kept telling herself. Maybe the first three kits were defective, maybe this one as well… but deep in her heart she knew the truth. The symptoms were not a lie… the constant nausea, the exhaustion she had started experiencing lately which wasn't natural… She was pregnant.She looked at herself in the mirror, clutching her stomach as the realization began to dawn on

Chapter 6: Found by the past.

Her heart skipped multiple beats as she tried to imagine how on earth he'd found her. She was supposed to be dead, and he was supposed to have given up.“What's the matter, baby?” he asked in an amused tone. “Not expecting to hear from me I guess.Isabella stared at the screen in disbelief, unable to process that voice… that soft but powerful voice that was enough to make her shiver. This shouldn't be happening, Luca had no business finding her after all these years… after all the effort she had put in to become a ghost and restart her life. Like someone awakening from a horrible dream and regaining her senses, she hurriedly ended the call and threw the phone away like an abomination.Luca knew where she was… he'd somehow managed to find her. Everything in the room suddenly became a suspect as she began to search desperately for wire devices or hidden spyware. She ran to the window, looking outside for any signs of being watched… satisfied that all was clear, she began to act.She ins

Chapter 7: No flight.

Isabella followed the man to a small building, where a steward asked for her boarding pass. The man in the suit produced it from his pocket, and handed it to her, then wished her good luck as he left her to the steward.“The plane leaves in ten minutes, senora,” the steward told her. “Kindly follow me.”He hurried away and she followed, nervous and excited at the same time. The Plane was waiting on the tarmac, a rental jet probably on a journey to pick up a high profile personality.As they neared the plane, she knew she was almost free, but still her instincts were going haywire and she did another quick scan of the surroundings.Was someone watching?All the parked cars in a small parking lot close by were locked, and workers were quietly going about their businesses. She carefully observed a man adjusting cargo containers, and another one wiping a windshield… None of them looked suspicious, but she had learned a very long time ago that the most dangerous men often look very ordina

Chapter 8: Dinner With The Past

Isabella hated every minute of the ride. The lights of the city that usually gave her so much peace and joy now seemed to be mocking her, lighting up her vulnerability at the mercy of the killer she had spent so long hiding from. Despite her determination to remain bold and calm, her heart kept thudding heavily, and every glance from Luca made her flinch. She hated how calm he was… how comfortable he seemed, especially now that everything seemed to be working according to his plan.After what felt like an eternity, she was forced to ask again. “Where the hell are you taking me, Luca?”He still had that impossible coolness in his voice when he answered her, adding a small smile for good measure. “Such vulgar words doesn't befit a lady of your status, Isabella.”‘‘Don't patronize me,” she hissed at him. “You don't get to kidnap me and then tell me how to speak. Where the hell are you taking me?”“To a place where we can talk,” he replied calmly, as if her harshness only amused him.Isab

Chapter 9: Old Flames And New Shadows

After a couple of minutes seated alone in the restaurant, Isabella grew tired of wallowing in her thoughts. She couldn't stop thinking about Luca…The calmness in the way he was pleading with her, the pain that she could actually see in his eyes, and the heartfelt confessions that were sounding too good to be the truth. What she hated most about it all was she had somehow almost believed him, and even now a part of her was considering it.Unable to take it anymore, she got up and hurried outside, hailing a cab and slumping immediately into the back seat. She needed to forget this night ever happened…needed to wipe her head clean before thinking of a way to rid herself of him for good.“Where to, ma'am,” the driver asked cheerfully, admiring her beauty but oblivious to the turmoil raging inside her. “Please take me to the nearest bar,” she wearily. “Somewhere I can have a quiet drink and bury all my worries.The driver studied her carefully through the mirror, opened his mouth to say s

Chapter 10: Fury And Fire.

The next morning, Isabella woke up tired but with a smile. She was still thinking about the previous night with her ex fiance, Dante. His familiar voice, the comfort of his presence, and the warmth in his smile. It was like finding a long forgotten part of herself again, a part lost when everything became swallowed by blood and betrayal.She washed her face in the bathroom, grateful that there was no sign of a hangover despite the many shots of alcohol. After the wash, she went into the kitchen to prepare a cup of tea for herself, and that was when the peace of the morning was rudely interrupted. At first it was a normal knock, then it became impatient and rude.She stood there in stunned silence before another aggressive knock followed. She didn't even need to look into the peephole as she approached the door…her mind already had a suspect in mind.Sure enough, Luca was standing there when she opened the door. He was like a raging bull, a wild storm seemingly about to tear apart any

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