All Chapters of The Mafia Boss Nanny: Chapter 1 - Chapter 4

Tymm Arces Narciso stood in front of the mirror, still as a statue, her wedding dress clinging to her body like a truth she couldn’t escape. The intricate lace sleeves, the pearl-studded bodice, the flowing train—everything about the gown screamed perfection. The kind of gown little girls dream about wearing someday.But it didn’t feel like a dream.It felt like a goodbye.The soft hum of classical music echoed from the chapel doors downstairs, and the air inside her suite was laced with perfume and tension. Her makeup was flawless, her hair pinned into an elegant updo, and the veil—now draped gently over her face—only blurred the vision of the life she had once hoped for.“Ten minutes, Ma’am Tymm,” the wedding coordinator whispered from the door.Tymm didn’t respond. She couldn’t. Her throat had gone dry the moment she slipped into the dress. Her body was here, inside the Salvador estate’s grand bridal suite, but her heart was stuck somewhere between rebellion and resignation.This w

A week passed, and the routine settled in quietly.Mornings were filled with soft greetings and quiet breakfasts. Afternoons were spent apart—Tymm either exploring the city or staying home with her thoughts, while Harrison buried himself in meetings and business calls. Evenings were polite, sometimes even comfortable, though still wrapped in the cold familiarity of two people pretending not to notice the awkwardness between them.They didn’t argue.They didn’t touch.They didn’t ask questions.But something was shifting.It started with the piano.Tymm had been playing it more lately—late in the afternoons, when the light came in just right and she felt like herself again. Simple melodies at first. Then fuller pieces. Music was the only part of her day that felt like breathing. She didn’t think Harrison noticed.But one night, after playing a soft version of Clair de Lune, she turned to find him standing quietly by the living room doorway.“How long have you been there?” she asked, st