Semua Bab Mafia's Little Bride: Bab 41 - Bab 50

Chapter 40~~~INFIRMARY~~~ 3:00 PMJenny’s eyes fluttered open to near darkness. The room was dim, shadows stretching long across the walls. Her head felt heavy, but instinct pulled her toward the bed beside her.Caspian’s bed.Her heart sank when she saw someone already there. A woman, her head bowed, hands clutching Caspian’s like he was something precious she had almost lost. The stranger’s fingers stroked his knuckles with a tenderness that made Jenny’s chest tighten.Jenny rose slowly, her legs weak, and the woman’s head turned toward her.Jenny’s breath caught.That’s the same lady from his house that day…Lyra’s eyes glinted, even in the dim light. "You’re awake," she said, her voice trembling with suppressed rage. "I finally get to meet the woman keeping my man away from me all this time. You should feel remorseful, shouldn’t you? He ended up like this only because he tried to save you."Jenny’s lips parted, but no sound came out. She could only stand there, staring, her hear

Chapter 42ALESSANDRO MANSION — NIGHT ~~~Anna stepped into Sandro’s study, barefoot and quiet, her silhouette bathed in moonlight filtering through the large windows. She wore a silky mini nightgown that shimmered slightly under the dim lamp. Her eyes locked on the man behind the desk, his gaze glued to the laptop screen, his jaw clenched in focus.She padded closer and stopped just in front of him.“Busy?” she asked, her pout deliberate.Sandro’s fingers paused on the keyboard. He looked up—and the moment his eyes landed on her lips, that teasing pout—he leaned back in his chair, a slow smile tugging at his lips.“I'm working,” he said, voice low.Without hesitation, she straddled him, settling on his lap, her legs resting on either side of him. Her arms looped around his neck, their faces inches apart.“You’ve been buried in that screen since you got home,” she whispered. “I miss you.”Sandro shut the laptop with a firm click, his hands wrapping around her waist, pulling her closer

Chapter 44~~~OAKDALE UNIVERSITY~~~ OUTSIDE THE FOOTBALL COURTThe distant sound of cheering faded as Jenny pulled Marco away from the field, her hands trembling slightly as she pressed them to her chest and exhaled sharply."So… what did you want to tell me?" Marco asked, not buying it for a second."I… I mean…"He smirked. "You just wanted to get away from him, didn’t you?"Jenny sighed. "I’m sorry.""Can I ask a question?"She nodded hesitantly."If seeing him messes you up this much, how the fuck did you survive avoiding him for two whole months?"Her eyes narrowed. "Do you have a death wish?""Do I look like I do? Why don’t you want him to remember?"She bit her lip. "I… I just can’t let him. It’ll hurt both of us."Marco’s expression darkened. "So it’s fine if you carry all the pain?""Marco, I—""Don’t be stupid, Jennifer. You’re scared—of hurting him or being hurt again. That’s the only reason you’re hiding.""It’s none of your business," she snapped."Never said it was. But y

Chapter 46"A… Ace," she stammered, instinct making her step back even as she tried to keep her chin up."I finally meet the brave little wife who got my best weapon eliminated." His tone dripped amusement, but there was steel under it — the kind that cut deep."What do you want from me?" she asked, her voice trembling despite the tears she fought to hold back.He descended slowly, each step deliberate, like a predator savoring the approach."Want? Nothing, really. I just enjoy watching your husband suffer. Makes me feel… alive. Especially when he cries — which he doesn’t, not often. That’s what makes it delicious."Anna edged backward until her spine met the cold wall. Her breath came faster."Does this building ring a bell?" His voice hardened, sharp enough to slice through her composure. "It should. This is where you got your husband’s best friend killed.""It wasn’t me! It wasn’t my fault!" she burst out, voice cracking."Sure. Keep telling yourself that." His steps closed the dis

Chapter 49~~~VELENO CLAN~~~ 2PMAce sat on the high-backed, throne-like chair, his posture a picture of dangerous elegance—one leg crossed over the other, fingers drumming lazily on the armrest. But his eyes… his eyes burned into the wall ahead, sharp and venomous, as if he could tear Sandro’s image apart with sheer will."Enough, Sandro…" his thoughts hissed like a blade being drawn. "You’ve taken too much from me. My men. My trust. My peace. It’s only fair I take everything from you—piece by piece—until you choke on your own losses."The heavy door creaked open. Fox stepped inside, head bowed in respect.“Shadow is out. Do you need anything, boss?”Without looking away from the wall, Ace’s voice was ice wrapped in fire.“Contact Cleo. I want the job done tonight. Not tomorrow. Not next week. Tonight. No delays.”Fox hesitated only a second. “Snow called. He… wants to meet.”Ace’s lips curled into something between a smirk and a snarl. “Finally. That bastard is ready to dance to my