All Chapters of Married To The Wrong Brother: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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CHAPTER 20: Dominic

I stared at the dead line for a moment before a knock broke through.“Can I come in, sir?” Louis stepped in, her heels clicking softly on the marble. She was too careful, which meant she’d already read my mood before walking in. I gave her a look before she continued. “Sir, you have an incoming call from Don Alessandro De Laurentiis. He insisted it’s urgent.”I set the glass down next to the empty bottle of whiskey.“He said that?”“Yes, sir. He sounded… impatient. Should I transfer it to your line?”I turned away, sliding my phone into my pocket. “No. Tell him I’ll attend to him when I can. I’m occupied.”She hesitated. “Sir, he –”“Louis, that’ll be all.”Her lips parted to argue, then closed again. For a moment she just stood there, clutching the tablet to her chest.“He said you should leave. He truly is busy.” Nico’s voice came from behind her and she froze, gave a tiny nod, and slipped out quietly. “What is it?” I asked.“Moretti,” he said. “Or at least something that looks li

CHAPTER 21: Rosalia

I tugged at the ends of my hair, smoothing them down, but my fingers kept trembling. Nelly was right, of course. Davina and Dad were still not here. They had promised to arrive before midnight, but Dad’s endless business meetings, and he'd mentioned something about coverage. Though it had delayed them again, and he would never let Davina travel alone. My chest constricted.“Tell her I’ll be right there.”Nelly cocked a brow. “Tell her yourself. She’s about five seconds away from sending a search party. And for the love of God, fix your hair and feet. You look like you wrestled and lost.”I was about to ask Nelly if she’d seen Mom when she disappeared into my closet. My eyes widened as I noticed her returning with a small box I hadn’t seen before. It was wrapped in creamy, textured paper with delicate silver speckles like stars frozen mid-fall. A thin navy ribbon was tied neatly around it, forming a perfect little bow on top, and my fingers itched to untie it.“How… how did this get he

CHAPTER 22: Vincenzo

“Enzo De Laurentiis, arriving.” The guard intoned.The Sicilian sun had barely touched the horizon when I stepped out of the car from DC. The assembly was already seated, an unusual start, though the ceremonial guns wouldn’t fire for hours. Technically, I was late which was unlike me, but no one seemed to care.Families had traveled far and wide – Palermo, Rome, the American East Coast, the Dominican Republic, even West Africa. All with authority and with stakes. Alessandro presided at the head, as imposing as ever, but here, the council’s voice was a force in its own right.His residence felt more like a stage than a home. I took my place at his left, directly in front of Andres. The seat beside me remained empty, and I could feel the absence like a cold draft across my skin.The Capellos’ discomfort was palpable. Eleanora had resisted the journey until she was informed they could not be discussed without the family present. Reluctantly, she had bent her hand.Their bodyguard's face

CHAPTER 23: Vincenzo

And a heavy quiet enveloped everyone.Their words scraped at what little restraint I had left. Bastards. All of them. And they dared speak as though Alessandro would ever allow half the things they suggested.And all the while, her bodyguard remained a silent shield. The Capellos sat small, diminished, almost invisible beneath the weight of centuries of Cosa Nostra politics. And when the council waited for consensus, I could already feel how this would end. For them, there would be no mercy.“Go on,” he commanded.“But it's true. He was right. What does she bring to offset the danger attached to her name?” A tall man from Palermo responded to a statement by Andres. “The daughter, the one supposed to be married to the Don-in-waiting, was involved in that… unfortunate circumstance. Her body, if it can even be called that, hasn’t been found. There is nothing they can offer.”Another nodded solemnly. “Service ended with him.”A hush fell like a wave when Andres cleared his throat. “Sir

CHAPTER 24: Rosalia

I started to speak, only for my mother’s sharp “No!” to whip through the air. She staggered toward me, a shadow of the woman who once ruled our home with melancholic sunlight. Her blue eyes were sunken, ringed in sleepless grey and her movements lacked purpose.Uncle Marco had taken over, arranged another marriage – my marriage – without my consent. And even my mom didn't know this and neither did I want her to.“You will not involve yourself. Do you hear me?” she hissed, yanking free of Matteo’s grip, and her fingers clamped around my forearm.“You keep deciding for me,” I shot back. “I’m an adult now.” Her eyes widened, “Rosalia, your choices are ridiculous. I am trying to protect you! Don’t do anything. Don’t make this worse,” she croaked. “You don't understand. Your father thought he understood these men too. Baby, you won't stand in it and stay whole.”“I am already in it,” my lips pressed into a thin line. “And you know that.”Her fingers dug into my arm. “Not again. I will not

CHAPTER 25: Vincenzo

I slipped into the bathroom, the door clicking shut behind me, and the sudden banging pressed against my ears. The hallway’s murmur of the council’s remnants still found its way to me, buzzing in the corners of my mind. Every step toward the mirror felt like my feet were sinking into wet concrete. My stomach lurched, causing me bend slightly at the waist, trying to force something out that had nowhere to go. The veins at my temples and forearms bulged like they might burst, and my hands shook so violently I had to brace them against the sink just to keep from staggering.I couldn’t remember the last time my body obeyed me this poorly.A sharp shiver crawled along my spine, and I gritted my teeth. The memory… the ache in my bones and gut was creeping up unbidden. I tried to trace it back to find the trigger, but my thoughts scattered the moment I reached for them. Rosalia’s defiance flashed in my mind. The night, all of it, nothing, everything mashed together until it felt too tight t

CHAPTER 26: Vincenzo

“That’s bullshit!” I slid my phone into my pocket without breaking eye contact. “Somewhere in that head of yours, you know it specifically wasn't my doing. You were hungry for it and you ran solo.”He dragged the tip of the gun along his temple as I turned away, staring back at the mirror. His reflection stood unmoving behind mine. The harsh light splayed across his fair skin like an olive cast that made the blue of his eyes feel colder. “Besides, this family runs on perception. Mine included. The real reason could have been simple. Alessandro wouldn’t tolerate anything that threatened the optics of my engagement.”His mouth curled into a sinister smile as he stepped into me and his breath ghosted my ear. “So the great Vincenzo finally admits it,” he drawled. “Daddy-dearest’s golden boy decides I’m a nuisance. That’s what love fucking looks like now?” His eyes narrowed, locking onto mine in the glass. “There it is. Perfect Vincenzo with the brightest future. And suddenly I’m in the wa

CHAPTER 27: Rosalia

My mother had been standing by the window for a long time, staring at nothingness. The curtains were half-open, pale morning light spilling across the living room floor, colliding with the dust we hadn’t bothered to clean.I hovered near the doorway, unsure where to place myself in a house that no longer felt like it belonged to us.“Mama,” I tried, softly. “You haven’t eaten.”She didn’t turn.“I’m not hungry,” she whispered.“You said that yesterday too.”Silence again, and it pressed into my ribs until breathing felt like it required a thousand tiny efforts.My mother was growing thin from skipping meals, and I was becoming her opposite, eating too much and no longer caring about my weight. My body expanded in ways I didn’t recognize anymore but it didn’t matter. Food was one of the few places I could surrender control.From the corner of my eye, I spotted Matteo leaning casually against the large, round grey pillar at the far end of my mother’s Winter Parlor. “I can make tea,” I

CHAPTER 28: Rosalia

I turned away first not because I was ashamed, though maybe there was some of that. I dragged in a breath and fixed my attention on the bed, on the pale light leaking through the curtains, on anything that wasn’t the weight of his presence behind me.I acted as though nothing had happened and I hadn’t just been caught clutching a relic of my dead sister’s private life like some grotesque punchline.I could feel his gaze had moved past me. I turned slowly and followed it, my chest pounding as I saw what had claimed his attention – the framed photograph in my hands. Matteo exhaled, and I sighed too.“She loved that picture,” I murmured.“She did,” His voice rumbled into the space between us.Surprise flickered across my face. I hadn’t expected him to speak, still I didn’t look back at him.I arched my back. “Do you miss them?” “Yes,” he said immediately. “Yes,” again without hesitation. “Every day.”Oh Lord.I swallowed. “I keep thinking… if I talk enough about her, about my father, m

CHAPTER 29: Rosalia

I stared at my phone for a long time, considering all the reasons not to do what I wanted to do. And the thought of the way Dominic’s absence could still feel like a possession lingered but it didn't stop me from pressing the call.The line rang twice.Then –“Rosalia?” His voice lifted immediately, warm and unmistakably British. There was a smile in it. “Hi. Hi – I didn’t expect – I mean, I’m glad. I’m really glad.”My chest loosened.“Hi, John,” I said softly. “I hope I’m not calling at a bad time.”It was almost sun down.“No, no. Not at all.” Papers shuffled on his end, followed by a quiet laugh. “I was pretending to read something very boring. This is considerably better.”I smiled despite myself.“I –” he began, then stopped. “Before anything else… I wanted to say I’m sorry. About your father. And your sister. I didn’t know what the right thing was, so I thought maybe giving you space was safer than saying the wrong thing.”“It was,” I admitted. My voice wavered, but I didn’t st

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