All Chapters of SUBSTITUTE BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA DON: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

Dahlia’s POV“Denise is gone!”The scream tore through my sleep like a knife. My eyes flew open and my chest heaved as I gasped for air. For a second, I didn’t understand what was happening. My room was still dark, the pale morning light barely slipping through the curtains, but my heart already raced.That was Mum’s voice.I threw my blanket off and jumped out of bed, my bare feet hitting the cold wooden floor. My body felt stiff from sleep, but fear had me wide awake. I hurried to the door, my fingers fumbling on the handle, and pulled it open.The sound had come from across the hall—Denise’s room. My twin sister’s room.I rushed out, my nightdress brushing against my legs as I almost tripped over myself in my hurry. I didn’t even care how messy my hair looked or how my throat was dry and scratchy from sleep. Something inside me already knew this was bad. Very bad.When I pushed open her door, the sight inside made me stop dead.Mum was sitting on Denise’s bed, her whole body shakin

Dahlia’s POVMy breath caught in my throat the moment my eyes landed on him. He stood there like a king in his own kingdom, broad shoulders squared, his posture proud and confident, as if the whole world belonged to him. His suit was black and sharp, tailored perfectly so that it hugged every inch of his muscles. The fabric stretched across his chest, outlining the hard shape of him, and the crisp white shirt underneath only made him look more powerful.He was handsome—there was no denying it. His dark hair was slicked back neatly, not a strand out of place. His jaw was sharp, his lips pressed into a thin line that made him look both serious and cold. His face was carved with such perfection it almost didn’t seem real, but there was nothing soft about him. Every part of him screamed danger.His eyes, dark and piercing, locked on me as I stepped closer. They didn’t move, didn’t blink, just stared straight into me as if he could see through the veil, through the makeup, through the dres

Dahlia’s POVTime seemed to stop. My mouth went dry. My legs felt like they had turned to jelly. I couldn’t think. I wanted to pull my hand away, to step back, to scream, but the fear in his eyes and the power in his voice made me freeze in place.My heart raced so fast it felt like it would explode. What… what did he just say? I thought, my mind spinning. Is he serious? Is this real?The housekeeper glanced at him and then back at me. She didn’t say anything, didn’t blink. It was as if she expected me to obey without question.I could feel the weight of Luca’s gaze on me, dark and intense, like he was watching not just my body, but my thoughts too. Every instinct in me screamed to run, but the thought of leaving the house, of disobeying him, was terrifying.I swallowed hard, my throat dry, trying to steady my shaking legs. My mind raced with a million thoughts: I just met this man. I barely know him. And now… now he’s asking me to… My stomach churned, and cold sweat broke out across

Dahlia’s POVMy hands went to the clasp of my bra. I hesitated, biting down hard on my lip, but I knew refusing wasn’t an option. Not with him. Not with the way his eyes burned into me, daring me to disobey. With a shaky breath, I unclasped it. The straps slipped down my arms and the bra fell to the ground. My arms shot up to cover my breasts, heat rushing to my cheeks as shame and fear fought inside me.I didn’t take off my panties. I couldn’t. It was the only piece of myself I could still cling to, the only shred of dignity I had left.On legs that felt like they weren’t even mine, I walked to the bed. Each step echoed in my ears, heavy and final, like walking toward a grave. My knees almost buckled as I climbed onto the bed. The sheets were smooth and cold against my skin, making me shiver harder. I lay back, stiff and trembling, and forced my legs apart just like he had ordered. My face burned with humiliation, and I shut my eyes tightly because I couldn’t bear to see him watching