All Chapters of The Mafia Devil’s Wrong Bride: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Dante Romano I’m pacing the study when the courier comes in. The man I put on Issa’s apartment building because I couldn’t bear the thought of her alone. Connor’s been trying to steady me all day, muttering the same thing: you can’t force her to want you. But I can. I just don’t want to be the kind of man who breaks her completely. The pacing continues. I can feel the itch under my skin, the kind that makes my fists clench too hard.The door slams open. The watcher stumbles in, one hand pressed to his temple. He looks like he’s been through hell.“She’s gone,” he exclaims.“You mean…” I close the distance between us in two long strides. “You were on watch.”He nods, no sound. “I was outside the building. Someone hit me from behind. I woke up, door open. She’s gone.”I grab the nearest vase off the sideboard and hurl it. The thing explodes against the far wall. The ceramic scatters like the last pieces of my patience. The man takes a step back, eyes wide, because he understand

Dante Romano I arrive at the building with my men around 8pm. Connor was able to track the new location under two hours. We quietly pile out of the van and into the building. We can’t afford to alert Garzolo or his men. In order to make the search faster, we split three ways where the corridor forks. Two men stay with me. My grip tightens on the pistol until the knuckles go white. The halls all look the same, almost like a maze.“Check the rooms. Call if you see anything,” I tell them with a whisper.They nod and peel off. The maze swallows their shapes. I keep moving, one foot after the other, scanning doors. At the third door on the right I push inward. The room is slab-dark. A shape lies on the floor, a woman curled into herself. My heart unclenches for a breath and then the bang at the back of my skull detonates anything like reason.Pain explodes in my nerve endings. My vision gutters. I hit the ground hard. Whoever struck me is already between me and the door. He’s fas

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Annalissa Hale The light filtering through the blinds is soft when I wake up. My body feels… a bit lighter and I suspect it’s because of the drugs I took last night. But I’ll never admit that to Dante, or anyone for that matter.I shift under the blanket and glance around the small room. My gaze snags on the couch in the corner of the living room that I can see through the half-open door.Dante slept there all night. I had been certain he’d finally snap, barge into my room, drag me back to the mansion, claim me the way he always does. But he didn’t. He actually complied.But I know better than to believe it’s kindness. He’s only being careful now because of the baby. Because I carry something he wants to own. If he had ever truly felt anything for me besides possession, he wouldn’t have toyed with me for months.I sigh and push myself out of bed. I grab my phone on the dresser and stare at the screen for a moment. I have tons of missed calls from Mum and Dad. I only read the las

Annalissa Hale For the next few days, I try to apply for jobs online. At first, teaching jobs but since it’s no longer the beginning of the school year, there aren’t spaces available. Ronan suggested I come work for him, but I don’t want that. I don’t want handouts. Not from him or Dante.Dante, on the other hand, still hasn’t left. He's held out pretty longer than I'd hoped. It’s been five days already. He tries to take calls and control things from the apartment without having to step out or leave me alone. Sometimes, he does but comes down quickly. I only feel bad for Connor because he’s the one doing his job for him.But I don’t know how long Dante will keep that up. I seriously don’t care. I'm doing a great job at shutting him out by never responding anytime he says something. I notice the frustration in his eyes anytime I do that. But he always reins it in. That doesn’t stop him from forcing me to eat or take my vitamins or sleep or do this or do that.He’s not the boss o