All Chapters of The Mafia's Boss Surrogate Bride: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

“Be good.”He patted my hair, his touch lingering longer than it should have.His fingers slid into mine, firm and unyielding. I was still too stunned to speak.“Just act normal, and you’ll be fine,” he murmured.When we stepped into the living room, every eye turned to us. The silence was thick and judgmental.“I’m sorry, dear. That dress must’ve been expensive.”The matriarch’s voice was coated in pity that didn’t feel genuine.I opened my mouth to respond, but Adrian’s grip on my hand tightened— a silent warning.“It’s nothing I can’t afford,” he said smoothly, flashing that effortless smile.He guided me to sit on the sofa opposite the woman I now knew was his mother. Her eyes were sharp, unfriendly, scanning me like I was a stain she couldn’t scrub out.“That’s your mother-in-law, dear. Catherine,” the matriarch introduced.“Good evening, Mother,” I said with a polite smile.She responded with a low, uninterested hum.“You’re very much welcome in this family, Serena,” she said fi

Gabriel's voice kept replaying in my head as the car pulled away from the cemetery. It's about your father.Those four words had lodged themselves in my chest, living rent free.What could possibly be so urgent? Dad had been gone for months now. What could have changed?Mia sat beside me in tense silence, her hands folded neatly in her lap. She could probably sense my anxiety radiating off me in waves. I stared out the window, watching the city blur past, my mind spinning through possibilities. Had something happened to the estate? Was there a legal issue? Had someone contested the will?By the time we pulled up to Gabriel's office building, my nerves were frayed. "Miss Serena, should I wait here?" Mia asked."Yes, please. I don't know how long this will take."The receptionist greeted me with a professional smile. "Miss Serena, Mr. Gabriel is expecting you, but he's currently in a meeting. If you could wait in the lounge?"Of course he was. I glanced at my watch. Three o'clock. I h

Serena’s POV: I couldn't help the tension that twisted my insides into a hot aching mess. I sat in the same chair Adrian had placed me in the night before, my eyes unable to meet his. I focused on a particular spot on my lap, my hands playing with the fabric. “Look at me, Serena,” he said coldly. I raised my eyes to meet his, despite the evident shiver that crawled down my spine. I didn't see rage swirling in his eyes, and that was even worse. He looked at me calmly, a mix of amusement and intrigue dancing in his orbs. “Why were you late?” he asked calmly as he leaned back against his seat, his hands playing with a weird-looking pen. “I—I was running behind on time,” I answered dumbly, what I said didn't make sense but I was too tense to come up with something better. I felt a thin, biting rush of air as a blade skimmed past my ear. My eyes followed its movements dumbfoundedly, as it landed at a target behind my head. I grazed my ear with my fingers, but it was untouched. I breat

Serana’s POVI stared at the array of shopping bags that were scattered around my bed in awe, it felt like I was Daddy’s little princess all over again. I took a bag and peered inside, and the joy that gripped me was so immense. Who said money couldn't buy happiness? Then I remembered I was stuck to Adrian and I became sad again. I brought out the dress from inside the bag, it was a black short halter dress with gathers at the hips. I just knew it was my outfit for the night. I pulled the dress on as I admired my reflection in the mirror. I twirled a little, and a smile remained seated on my lips. I quickly showered, buttered my body with lotion, and got dressed. I packed my hair into a messy bun with tendrils framing my face. After that, I applied light makeup and wore my accessories and shoes.Just then a soft knock was heard on the door interrupting me. “Come in,” I said as I buckled my shoes. The door opened to reveal Maria, my sweet sweet Maria. She entered with a polite smi

Serena’s POVI tried not to show my anxiety, but it was close to impossible with the viper sitting across from me, she had a knowing glint in her eyes. I took a deep breath and schooled my expression. “What questions are you looking for answers to ma’am?” I asked, as I leaned back across my chair. “Are you pregnant?” She asked bluntly, going straight to the point, and my mind froze for a second. What should I say? Oh well if Adrian were to leave me unsupervised with his mother, she might as well know something. “Yes, I am,” I answered, I attempted to look graceful as I took back the tea from the table, taking a sip, but it was so bitter I struggled to swallow. “So you plan on trapping my son?” She asked with an eyebrow raised, I fought the urge to laugh. I wanted any possible means to be far away from the said son. “No ma, I don’t.” I felt the urge to puke with what came out next but I would blame it on the tea, “I love your son ma, and the baby and I are going anywhere. I am very