All Chapters of Keeping my Mafia Husband : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Alek didn't come to my room that night. I should have known he wouldn’t when he didn’t promise to return. Still, each time I opened my door, I’d find Nico’s broad back standing guard, motionless, staring out at nothing. Every time I asked what he was doing, he’d just say, “Nothing. Call me if you need anything.”After three days in this mansion, I finally get a call from Serena. I lie on my belly in bed while we talk, my fingers tangled in the sheets as I spill everything that’s happened.“That is insane,” she says. “In just three days? I thought you’d be having a blast by now.” She's at home, and her husband is asleep beside her so she is talking quietly. It makes me a little envious. I haven’t woken up next to Alek even once since we got married. It’s hard to believe it's still not been a week. Tomorrow marks seven days, and yet Alek has always been gone when I woke up, or he never came to bed at all.I let out a frustrated sigh. “I wish I had made a fuss about coming here. There’s

Trying to slip past Niko is like crawling through those laser trap scenes in spy movies, the kind that slice you if you touch them. Only, Niko doesn’t cut. He just tosses me over his shoulder and drops me back in bed like a sack of potatoes, then calmly leaves.He’s not rough. Just...final.After the second attempt, he locks the door behind him.I’m stunned. And completely humiliated. All I can do is breathe and slap my hair out of my eyes, fuming. Was Aleksei serious with this? I get that he’s tired, but he owes me an explanation. He needs to talk to me.I pace the room all day, calling Serena at least four times to complain. I’m not subtle about it anymore, even if talking to her is like announcing my problems with a megaphone. I need someone to say I’m not crazy. That this isn’t normal. That I’m not the only one doing mental gymnastics to make sure I don’t lose my man to his picture-perfect ex.Eventually, Niko lets me out. He allows me to eat, to walk around the compound. There’s

I just want to go out," I say, glaring at Niko like I’d strangle him with my bare hands. He’s being an absolute bastard right now, standing in my way like a slab of stone, acting less like a bodyguard and more like a jailer. And I’m not finding it even remotely funny."Zver said you need to remain in the house," he repeats, feeding me the same line like a goddamn robot.I fight the urge to stamp my feet like I’m two, and groan instead. "Your Zver goes out all fucking night with his ex-girlfriend. He doesn’t get to decide whether I leave or stay.""Those are the orders." He’s standing there, stiff as a wall, hands clasped in front of him, face blank. I want to scream.I realized last night that I’ve been meekly staying in this house for a full damn week, going nowhere. My vacation’s already over, Jenna and Freya are flying out today, and I just want to see them. They might be on my shit list right now–no, they are–and I’m pretty sure we won’t be going back to best-friends-forever anyti

I was expecting fucking Aleksei to come grovel at my door the second he got home. But no, he doesn’t come to talk to me.I give him an hour of rest. One hour. Then I storm out of my room, marching toward the lift that leads to the fourth floor. It dings open, and Katya steps out.Drenched in gold and nude, her beauty slaps me across the face. She looks like the opening shot of a perfume commercial: glowing skin, sleek hair, the perfect smirk.I stop short and stare, and grudgingly admit she really is drop dead gorgeous. Her ego and rotten personality is absolutely earned. God, how can someone be this beautiful?"Oh, it’s the little wifey," she says with a sugar-slick smile. The perfect picture cracks, and the devil pokes through with a sharp, toothy grin. "I heard you made a fuss all day because you couldn’t go out," she adds, dripping with false sympathy."That’s what happens to little bunnies, they get kept in cages. Don’t worry, I’ll get you a carrot while I’m out."She laughs a so

This place is wild. It looks like somewhere the police shouldn’t even know about, dark, underground, humming with quiet danger. The air smells like dark money, cigar smoke, expensive perfume, class and crime. Definitely crime.The moment I stepped into the place, I wanted to turn around and leave. I nearly did. If I hadn’t seen Aleksei standing with Katya, if I hadn’t caught the look he gave me, I might have turned back.I thought Aleksei would be mad. That he’d tell me to leave, to get out before I embarrassed him. I’d braced myself for it. I’d even prepared an explanation, ready to insist no one here would know who I was.But then he kissed me. In front of everyone. He palmed my ass, devoured my mouth like he owns it, and even now, I’m still breathless from that kiss.Niko strides toward us just as we pull apart. He leans in, says something lost in the bass music to Aleksei. Aleksei doesn’t take his eyes off me as he replies, “It’s fine. She’s with me now. Just make sure there are n