All Chapters of The Mafia King’s Bride; He’s danger. She’s revenge : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Matteo's POV The call came just after midnight. I was still awake, going over documents in my office, when my phone buzzed with an encrypted message.*Rival gang spotted on Romano territory. Southeast sector. There have been ultiple witnesses testifying to this.*I stared at the screen, my jaw tightening. The Salvatores, it had to be. They'd been quiet for months, and now suddenly they were testing our boundaries.This needed to be handled quickly and quietly before word spread to the other families and anyone could interpret this as weakness on our part.I sent a quick response. *Confirm numbers and location. I'll handle it personally.*The reply came seconds later. *Warehouse district. At least six men and they're all armed.*Six men. Manageable if I brought the right backup. But I needed to keep this contained. The last thing I needed was Father finding out and questioning my ability to maintain control over our territory.Or worse, Rico finding out and using it as evidence that

Isabella's POV I tried to catch my breath, tried to stop crying long enough to explain coherently."Matteo left yesterday morning to handle some business at a warehouse. He said it wouldn't take long. But he never came back and his phone is completely off and no one in the family seems to care—""Okay, okay. Listen to me." Sophia's voice cut through my panic. "This might not be as bad as you think. The Don sometimes sends Matteo on secret missions. Things he doesn't tell the rest of the family about. It's possible Matteo is just following orders.""But he would have told me—""Not if the Don specifically instructed him not to. Father has protocols for these things. Radio silence is part of it." She paused. "Have you asked Vincenzo? Or any of Matteo's other cousins?""Vincenzo won't help me. Caroline keeps blocking me from talking to him. That bitch, I don't know what the fuck is her problem. And Vincenzo seems to be so madly in love or really knot whatever it's they're doing to not h

Isabella's POV My nose was still bleeding as I pressed myself against the wall around the corner, listening to Rico and Valentina's conversation in the distance."Are you alright?" Rico's voice drifted towards me, concern that sounded fake even from here."I'm fine. Just wish we could have finished what we started." Valentina's heels clicked against the marble. "That woman is a pest.""She won't be a problem much longer. Trust me."Their voices faded as they moved in the opposite direction. I waited until I couldn't hear them anymore before I dared to move.My hands shook as I pulled tissues from my pocket, pressing them against my nose. The bleeding was slowing but my face throbbed with pain.I needed to get to my room and think of something to do immediately. I coukd know stay like this, defenseless when they're literally out for my blood. Matroe wasn't int hr estate anymore , and so I needed to figure out what to do next.The corridors felt endless. Every shadow made me jump. Ever

Isabella's POV I'd been waiting for hours. Pacing back and forth at the junction Sophia had directed me to. It was a rundown area on the edge of the city, the kind of place where people minded their own business and didn't ask questions.Every car that passed made my heart jump. Every footstep made me turn, hoping it was Sophia.But nothing. Just the endless waiting whilst fear ate away at me.What if she'd found Matteo and he was already dead? What if this was all for nothing?I was on the verge of giving up, of calling her again to demand answers, when a black van pulled up beside me.The door slid open, revealing Sophia. But she wasn't alone.Behind her were five men, all covered in tattoos. They looked dangerous, the kind of people you crossed the street to avoid. Each one was armed, guns visible under their jackets."Get in." Sophia's voice was urgent. "We don't have much time."I climbed into the van, my eyes moving over the strangers surrounding me. "Who are these people?""

Isabella's POV "Isabella, whatever you need to tell me, it can't be that bad—"I didn't even know what is this was all about but with the look on her face, I needed to tell me to prepare for a bad ride."I was sent to take you and your family down."The words hit me like a physical blow. I stared at her, certain I'd misheard. That my concussion was making me hallucinate."What?""I was sent here by my aunt to infiltrate your family and gather information." Her voice was shaking, tears streaming down her face. "I've been leaking information to bring your family to the ground."The room seemed to tilt. I couldn't breathe properly. Couldn't process what I was hearing. It was like a knife had just slit my heart."You're lying." But even as I said it, I knew she wasn't. The guilt in her eyes, the way she couldn't look at me directly—it was all true."I'm not lying. I wish I was." She wrapped her arms around herself. "My aunt, Carla, she raised me after my parents died. She told me your fa