All Chapters of Forced To Be The Mafia King's Bride: Chapter 201 - Chapter 207

Dante's POV"The man you saw before the wedding is gone." My voice didn’t rise. It didn’t need to. "That was a lapse. This is who I am. Learn to live with it.""No." She shook her head, her eyes bright and stubborn. "I won't get used to a cold-hearted, controlling husband who treats me like property. Not when I've seen how tender and passionate you can be. You don’t get to pretend that part of you didn’t exist and act like I imagined it."My hand closed around her wrists, firm enough to stop her, not enough to hurt. I dragged them away from my face before I did something reckless. I hated how her touch made my stone heart melt."You want honesty?" I shot back. "Fine. We can still have a functional marriage. Whether there’s love or not doesn’t change that. You follow the rules, I make space for you. That’s how this works."I trailed off, watching her expression crumble, watching the light dim in her eyes."Just like some old couple in a dying marriage?" Her voice broke on the last word

Dante's POV But I stopped myself, barely. I pulled back just enough to look at her, my breathing as ragged as hers. "You need to understand something. I would hate to ruin tonight's deal by putting a bullet in someone's hand because they couldn't keep their eyes off my wife." Her eyes widened slightly, but then that playful smile returned. She was enjoying this, enjoying pushing me. "Then maybe you should keep better control of yourself." "It's not me I'm worried about controlling." "So what?" She tilted her head, her fingers playing with my collar. "You want me to tell every man who looks at me that he's risking his life?" "That would be a good start." My thumb stroked along her thigh, and she shivered again. "Say no. Save a life. It's that simple." She laughed, genuinely laughed, and the sound made my chest tighten. "You're too jealous." "Jealousy doesn't even begin to cover what I feel when another man looks at you the way I want to look at you." Her smile turned softer

Dante's POVEveryone settled into their seats around the table. The room was small in the best way, candles lit, wine glasses set, the table arranged like someone actually gave a damn. Nothing like the circus going on out there.I let out a deep breath, trying to calm the noise in my mind. A lot was riding on tonight. Everything, really.Roberto gestured toward the servers."I have to brag about my chef. Trained in Paris, worked in Milan."The first course arrived, carpaccio drizzled with truffle oil, then seared scallops. Wine was poured into our glasses.Vera set her fork down after the first bite, pressing her fingers to her lips."This is incredible."She glanced at Estelle."I hope you don't mind, but I'm going to have to steal him for any future events I have."Estelle waved a hand."Absolutely, he's all yours. I'll introduce you both later."Cesare leaned back, swirling his glass."And just like that, the evening becomes a recruitment dinner."His eyes moved to Vera."We haven'

Gianna's POVWe stood in a secluded corner of the garden, away from the main party but close enough to watch it unfold.A waiter appeared beside us, offering fresh glasses of wine from his tray.Estelle took one with a gracious nod, then Vera, and I followed suit, the cool glass smooth against my palm."Well," Estelle said, drawing my attention back.She raised her glass slightly. "At least we can get some fun out of a party that cost Roberto and me thousands of dollars."Vera laughed, taking a sip. "The men do love their business discussions.""And my son?" Estelle's voice was filled with frustration. "Missing from his own birthday party. Can you believe it? We plan all of this, spend a fortune, and he's nowhere to be found.""He'll show up," Vera said with a shrug. "He always does.""That's not the point." Estelle took a long drink. "It's his party. He should be here. But this is what he's become since he grew up. Uncontrollable. We don't see him for weeks sometimes. Just parties an