All Chapters of My Mafia Husband Thought, I Was Innocent : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

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The Switching Has Started

CATALINA'S PERSPECTIVE LIBRERIA FIORETTA By dawn, the change had already begun.To an untrained eye, Via Sant’Angelo looked untouched. The same Lucchese men leaned against their usual posts, cigarettes dangling from their lips, rifles hidden under jackets, cars stationed where they always were. But I could see it, the pattern unraveling stitch by stitch.Every day, one of Dante’s soldiers vanished. A fabricated call from his superior, an urgent order with Dante’s seal forged to perfection. One step away, and in his place, one of mine. It was not loud, not bloody. It was occupation by silence.And by the time anyone realized the street had changed hands, it would already be too late.~~~~~~~Nikolai stood before me that evening, smelling of smoke and rain. His coat still wet from the night air, his tone clipped but steady.“Via Sant’Angelo is ninety percent ours,” he reported. “Tomorrow, the last of them will be gon

Last Updated : 2025-09-12

The Planned Day

CATALINA'S PERSPECTIVE LIBRERIA FIORETTA MORETTI'S PLANNED DAYIt was a clear day. Sunlight pressed through the windows, gentle warmth spilling across shelves lined with stories I had stacked myself. Routine made everything appear ordinary, the scent of paper, the sound of pages turned, the soft hum of a quiet bookstore.Then the door opened.Not with the usual bell-touched gentleness of a customer, but with the weight of boots and too many bodies. Six men. Two remained outside, pretending to loiter, though their eyes never left the entrance. Four came in.I looked up with the faintest startled blink, every inch the delicate wife who kept her little shop as a hobby.Two stationed themselves at the door, their arms folded like barricades. The other two started moving through my shelves, heavy steps careless and deliberate. One shoved his arm across a row, sending books tumbling to the floor. The other pressed a sho

Last Updated : 2025-09-13

Her Bookstore's Wreckage

CATALINA'S PERSPECTIVE LIBRERIA FIORETTA MORETTI'S PLANNED DAY The barrel pressed beneath my chin, cold enough to sting. His grip on my wrist tightened as though I were a doll meant to be shaken and used. I let my body tremble once more, one last courtesy to their ignorance. Then I moved. My hand shot up, seizing the gun, twisting hard. His wrist gave way with a wet snap, the weapon sliding neatly into my palm. The scream ripping from his throat drowned beneath the thunder of my shot, the bullet tearing through his companion’s skull before he even blinked. The two by the door never had the chance. Nikolai dropped them both, clean, efficient, no hesitation. Outside, two more bursts of gunfire. Then silence. My men had done their part. But not all would die today. The fool who dared to touch me was still breathing, clutching the wreck of his wrist, blood soaking through his sleeve. His fac

Last Updated : 2025-09-14

Carlos Moretti's Older Sister

CATALINA'S PERSPECTIVE LIBRERIA FIORETTA MORETTI'S PLANNED DAYNico’s arm was still rigid when he raised the gun again, his jaw locked, eyes burning like a fuse too short to contain the explosion.“Carlos,” he growled, the name venom on his tongue. “I’ll put a bullet through his skull myself. Today.” He turned, like a storm about to break through the door.I caught his wrist. Firm. Unyielding. The gun jerked with his motion, but I didn’t flinch. I pulled him close enough that his breath fanned hot across my cheek, his fury trembling through his veins.“Stop.” My voice was low, steady. “You’ll do nothing yet.”His eyes snapped to mine, wild. “You want me to sit still after this?” He jerked his chin at the wreckage, the scattered ashes of my shelves. His voice cracked with rage. “After he sent dogs to touch you? To destroy the one place you built for yourself? No, Catalina. I’m not sitting still. I’ll drag Carlos Moretti out

Last Updated : 2025-09-15

Little Brother's Tantrums

CATALINA'S PERSPECTIVE MORETTI'S ESTATE NIGHTThe ride to the Moretti estate was silent except for the hum of the engine. Nikolai’s hands tightened on the wheel, jaw sharp with the weight of what he’d kept secret all this time. Unhinged, but steady, he knew where this was going.Nico, in the back beside me, wasn’t steady at all. He leaned forward, elbows on his knees, eyes flicking from me to the road. “So all this time,” he muttered, “the big bad ghost of Italy was just... a sister covering for her little brother?”I gave him a sidelong glance, calm, unbothered. “Not covering. Controlling. There’s a difference.”“And now?”“Now,” I said softly, “he learns what happens when control is tested.”We pulled up to the estate gates, the Moretti crest gleaming faint under the late light. The guards saw me and didn’t even hesitate, they waved us in. Blood still remembered blood, after all.Carlos was waiting on th

Last Updated : 2025-09-16

The Birth of La Rosa Nera's Name

CATALINA'S PERSPECTIVE MORETTI'S ESTATE NIGHTCarlos leaned forward, elbows on his knees, eyes narrowing on Nico. “What do you want to know first?”Nico’s fingers combed through my hair absently, soothing, though his voice was nothing but sharp demand. “Five years ago. What happened?”Carlos exhaled, almost a laugh, though bitter. “Five years ago… we were nothing. Illegitimates from a countryside branch. Forgotten.” His jaw tightened. “When the main branch and the others schemed to kill our mother, Catalina didn’t wait. She already had people loyal to her, and on impulse, she struck. We went to the main branch and tore them down. No one survived.”I felt Nico’s hand pause in my hair. Carlos’ words cut the air like glass.“Since we weren’t registered formally, she hid behind a name. La Rosa Nera. That’s the name tied to the annihilation of the Moretti main branch.” His eyes flicked to me, but I didn’t mov

Last Updated : 2025-09-17

The Biggest Enemy

CATALINA'S PERSPECTIVE MORETTI'S ESTATE NIGHT Nico and Carlos froze where they sat. Their silence wasn’t the usual hesitation, it was stunned, heavy, the kind that only came when the scale of something had suddenly shifted beyond comprehension. La Rosa Nera. My name. My shadow. It had stretched past Italy, across seas, carving itself into foreign lands.I let them sit with it before I spoke.“Voronin came to me with an offer,” I said, voice calm but threaded with steel. “He wants an alliance. I become his exclusive trade partner in Italy. In return, he pulls out his men, every last one. Never steps foot here again. But to seal it, I’ll have to announce the alliance publicly… in Russia.”That alone broke their silence.“No.” Carlos’s voice was sharp, guttural. His fists clenched where they rested on his knees. “Not happening.” Nico’s tone followed, colder but no less absolut

Last Updated : 2025-09-18

Nico's Desperate Claim

CATALINA'S PERSPECTIVE MORETTI'S ESTATE NIGHT The knock came past midnight, quiet but insistent.I already knew it was him.When I opened the door, Nico didn’t waste a second. His mouth crashed onto mine, teeth, tongue, desperation, all tangled into one. He didn’t even bother with words. He kissed me like a man at the edge of madness.I let him.He pushed me back inside, shutting the door with a blind shove, lips never leaving mine. His hands roamed, frantic, tugging at my nightdress as if it were an enemy he needed to tear away. I tasted his urgency, the way his breath shook against me, the way his body pressed forward like he couldn’t hold back another second.“Nico,” I whispered against his mouth, but it wasn’t a protest. It was an invitation.His response was a growl, muffled against my lips, as he shoved the thin straps from my shoulders. My dress slid down, pooling at my feet. His gaz

Last Updated : 2025-09-19

Nico Won't Stop Till He's Satisfied

CATALINA'S PERSPECTIVE MORETTI'S ESTATE The first time was desperation, messy, raw, almost violent in the way he clung to me.The second time, it was slower,.deep, measured, like he wanted to brand me from the inside out.But he didn’t stop there.By the third, he had me bent over the side of the bed, his grip bruising on my hips as he drove into me with a guttural sound that scraped out of his throat like he hadn’t touched anyone in years. His mouth was everywhere, my shoulder, my spine, the nape of my neck. Teeth scraping skin, tongue following, as if he wanted to mark every inch of me before the night could end.“Catalina-” My name came out like a broken prayer, muffled against my back. “Don’t tell me to stop. Not tonight. I can’t.”I didn’t. I couldn’t. His desperation had already spilled into the room like spilled wine, staining everything between us.When I collapsed forward, trembling from the weight of

Last Updated : 2025-09-20

She's Fully Marked By Nico

CATALINA'S PERSPECTIVE MORETTI'S ESTATE I woke first. Afternoon light cut through the curtains, softer than dawn, and the weight of Nico’s arm still banded tight around my waist, his leg hooked over mine like he’d caged me even in sleep.I shifted, trying to slide free. His grip only tightened.“Nico,” I murmured, elbowing his ribs.He groaned, buried his face against my shoulder like a child refusing to wake. “No. Still mine.”I rolled my eyes, twisting enough to see his hair a wild mess against the pillow. “Get up. You’ve taken enough liberties for one night.”At that, his lashes lifted, dark eyes catching the light with lazy amusement. His voice rasped, sleep-rough. “One night wasn’t enough.” His gaze slid down my body, lingering where the sheets barely covered me. “Clearly.”I followed his stare, and cursed under my breath. My skin was a battlefield of his making. Dark bruises bloomed across my collarbone,

Last Updated : 2025-09-21

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