Semua Bab Forced To Be The Mafia King's Bride: Bab 281 - Bab 290

GIANNA'S POV Dante had left earlier to set the plan to draw my father out into motion. About an hour ago, he’d sent word that everything was in place and the plan was ready to move forward. That could only mean one thing. My father could die today. I didn’t know how to feel about that. He had never been a good father. After seeing him again after all these months, I finally understood what Dante had been trying to tell me. My father was a monster who cared about no one but himself. Whatever Dante had planned for him, he deserved it. At least, that’s what I kept telling myself. But a part of my heart still ached at the thought of watching my father die. So I forced myself to focus on something else. I’d been studying shipping manifests for the past hour, tracking legitimate business ventures that helped fund the less savory aspects of the clan’s operations, when Alfonso’s voice shattered my concentration. "Lady Gianna!" His boots pounded up the stairs, each footfall carryin

GIANNA'S POV"Lady Gianna..." Alfonso started, clearly preparing to argue."That's the plan." I opened my door before I could second-guess myself further, before rational thought could override desperate action. "Let's move."The evening air carried a chill that had nothing to do with temperature, raising goosebumps along my arms despite the lingering warmth of the day. Alfonso positioned his men with hand signals, silent communication born of years working together. Two guards peeled off to circle the building while the rest formed up near the entrance.Selene appeared at my elbow, her presence somehow oppressive despite her smaller frame. "The side door should be unlocked. That's where I saw them go in.""How do you know it's unlocked?" The question escaped before I could stop it."I... I just assumed. They were in a hurry, probably didn't think about securing every entrance."Reasonable, but why did it sound like a lie?Alfonso tested the door, and it swung open with a rusty groan

GIANNA'S POV"Dante has always been mine." Selene released me with a shove that made me rock back on my bound hands. "You think you can just waltz in here and become the mafia queen? Where were you when my sister died and I was the one taking care of Arielle? Picking up the slack when he was so sunk in his grief he didn't have time for his own daughter? I was there for him. I was there through everything."She began pacing again, her movements agitated."And suddenly he claims to have fallen in love with the daughter of the man who killed my sister? The daughter of his mortal enemy? Tell me how that makes any sense, Gianna. Tell me how that's fair.""I'm sorry if you think I stole anything from you." Fear made my voice shake, but I pushed through it. "But it was never my intention. What happened between Dante and me wasn't planned. It just happened. We didn't set out to fall in love. We hated each other at first. But somewhere along the line, that hatred transformed into love.""Don't

GIANNA'S POV"And would you have done the same for me?" The question hung in the air between us, filed with years of neglect and disappointment. "I'm not sure you would. I'm not sure you ever would.""Don't be ridiculous." Lorenzo's dismissal came quickly. "That was a strategic decision. And this fake display of love from Dante, this performance he's putting on, you actually believe it? I'm the only one who loves you, Gianna. I'm your father. I gave you life. Without me, you wouldn't even exist."His hand shot out, gripping my jaw and forcing my head up. "You betrayed me. You chose his blood over your own. How could you do that to me? How could you turn your back on your family?""I didn't betray you." Anger burned through the fear, hot and righteous. "You're the one who betrayed me. Do I need to remind you that the last time we were together, you used me as bait to save yourself? I could have died. Dante took a bullet for me. A bullet meant to kill me, fired by you. That's not someth

DANTE'S POV Every weapon in the room swung toward him, but no one could get a clean shot. He'd positioned Gianna perfectly, her body blocking any angle that wouldn't risk hitting her. My heart stopped. Everything in me went still. "Dad." Gianna's voice came out small and terrified. "Please. Don't do this." "Shut up." Lorenzo pressed the gun harder against her head, making her whimper. His eyes were wild, darting between all of us. "Everyone put your weapons down. Now. Or I swear to God, I will paint these walls with her brain." "Lorenzo." I kept my voice calm despite the rage and terror warring in my chest. "Think about what you're doing." "I am thinking." Spittle flew from his mouth as he spoke. "I'm thinking that you're going to let me walk out of here with her, or I'm going to kill my own daughter. Do you understand me?" Alfonso shifted slightly to the left, trying to find an angle. Lorenzo saw the movement and jerked Gianna's head back, eliciting a cry of pain. "Don't move