All Chapters of Mafia's Little Bride: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Chapter 1211 AMThe room was dimly lit. Rain tapped against the windowpane in a rhythmic whisper. A figure sat curled on the couch, shivering.“Here.”Caspian draped a blanket over her. Jenny pulled it tight around her, a small smile curling her lips as he settled into the chair opposite her, arms folded.“What were you doing in the rain?” he asked. “Why’d you show up at my house this late?”Jenny sniffled. “I had business nearby. I didn’t know it’d rain... I had nowhere else to go.”Caspian sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose.“Why don’t you start behaving like a lady? What kind of woman wanders around at night alone?”“Hey,” she whined, pouting. “I’m gonna catch a cold. Quit yelling at me.”He stood, walked over, and flicked her forehead.“Ow!” she winced.He chuckled and walked off, returning shortly with a shirt. “Go change before you freeze completely.”Jenny glared at him but took the shirt and disappeared into the bathroom.When she returned, Caspian froze.She looked beauti

Chapter 14Two Weeks Later ~~~~ OAKDALE UNIVERSITY ~~Jenny sat alone by the field, watching the boys play football. She tried calling Anna again—no answer. Caspian had been MIA too. With a sigh, she shoved her phone into her pocket and stood."Guess I’m the only one who thought we were friends," she muttered, walking away from the field. She was nearly out when she bumped into someone, causing her book to slip from her arms."Oh God, I’m so sorry," the guy said, quickly picking it up for her. He handed it back, and she accepted it with a nod."Thanks," she said, already trying to walk past, but he stepped in front of her. She raised an eyebrow, confused."Do you know who I am?" he asked, grinning. Jenny sighed inwardly—another campus ego trip. Still, it was something to distract her."You look Asian… Oh my God—are you the guy everyone’s been gossiping about? The one expected to win 'Most Handsome' this year?" she half-yelled, teasing.He smiled. "Really? I didn’t know people thought

Chapter 16VELENO CLAN8:00 AMAce was in the training room, fists wrapped and sweat trickling down his temple as he struck the boxing bag with raw fury. Only one thought pulsed through his mind—getting rid of Sandro. A nearly impossible task, but one he couldn’t afford to ignore.“Boss,” Sky called, walking in and bowing slightly.Ace paused, letting his fists drop.“We got word from Snow. It’s true—Sandro has a wife now.”Ace's jaw tightened. “If he’s hiding her this well, he must actually care about her. Tell Snow to keep an eye on her. We’ll need her soon.”He grabbed a towel, wiped the sweat from his neck, and exited the training room.---Back in his room, Ace had just stepped out of the shower, clad in nothing but a bathrobe, when a knock sounded at the door.“Come in,” he said.Felony stepped inside, head bowed. “Boss, Shadow wants you to have breakfast with him.”Ace smirked. “Shadow? You’re bold, calling him by name.”Felony met his gaze. “I can’t serve two masters. If I have

Chapter 18~~ROMANO MANSION~~ 2pmLuna stood in front of the television, her breathing ragged, her fingers trembling. The press conference was still playing—Anna, smiling, radiant beside Alessandro. The camera zoomed in on their hands, their rings, the way he looked at her like she belonged to him.That should have been her."AHHHHH!" Luna screamed, hurling the remote at the floor with a sharp crack. It shattered into pieces."Luna!" Beatrice’s voice cut through the chaos as she descended the stairs. "What the hell do you think you're doing?!""You lied to me!" Luna’s voice was hysterical, almost feral. Her eyes were wide with betrayal. "You said he’d never love her, you said she was just a pawn—a sacrifice. Why the hell is he announcing her as his wife?! Why?!"Beatrice’s face tensed. "Calm down, baby. It's just a show, it has to be. Sandro doesn’t feel love—he can’t. Not for her.""Bullshit!" Luna spat. "He doesn't fake things like that. He doesn't look at someone like that unless he

Chapter 20DARK DOMAIN – SAME NIGHT ~Scylla sat outside the clan’s high walls, her arms wrapped around her knees, eyes fixed on the vast stretch of stars above. The wind whispered around her, brushing her hair across her face, but she didn’t move to tuck it away. Her heart felt too heavy, too loud.She didn’t hear him at first.“You shouldn’t be out here alone,” Fire’s voice broke gently through the silence.She glanced sideways to find him lowering himself beside her. No jacket. Just him and that quiet stillness he carried like armor.“I needed air,” she murmured. “Everything inside feels too tight.”“You’re not pushing me away tonight,” Fire said with a small smile.She looked at him—really looked—and found no judgment in his eyes. Just warmth. Just patience.Her voice came out low, almost broken. “Kendrox probably told you... I came from prison.”Fire was silent.“He told you I killed my father too, didn’t he?”There was a pause. Then: “Yeah. He did.”“Then why aren’t you asking?”