All Chapters of The Mafia's Substitute Bride: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

As we walked inside the mansion, the boy squirmed in my arms, eager to be free. With a soft laugh, I set him down, and without hesitation, he bolted toward the open doors of the grand hallway. He barely looked back before disappearing out of sight, his little feet pattering against the marble floors. I couldn’t help but smile at his energy. Whose child was he anyway. It wasn't really safe leaving such little child by himself, but seeing the amount of security and servants, I take back my words.The atmosphere in the house felt strangely formal. Servants moved quietly about, and their footsteps was nearly silent as they went about doing their job. One of them in a neat black and white uniform approached Lucas almost immediately.“Welcome back, young master,” she welcomed with a tone that doesn't sound that welcoming. She extended her hands, ready to take his coat from him.He handed it over without a word, and I watched as she efficiently folded it and stepped aside. "Everyone's at th

After brunch, the servants quietly cleared away the plates and wiped down the table as they’d done a thousand times before. Lucas barely waited before standing up, his uncle following, and together they made their way upstairs.I didn’t know if I was supposed to follow or stay, but before I could decide, he was already gone, leaving me awkwardly sitting there with the rest of his family. Besides the uncle wanted to talk to him, not me.Lucas’ aunt clapped her hands lightly, getting everyone’s attention. “Shall we move to the living room?”The men stood up first, grabbing a bottle of wine and glasses, and then we all followed, moving into the large living area. The TV was already on, some news channel playing in the background, but no one seemed to be watching it.I picked the safest option—a single-seater chair away from the main cluster of couches—while everyone else settled in comfortably, chatting, and pouring themselves wine.I sat there, hands resting on my lap, trying not to loo

I walked out of the bathroom, my fingers gathering my hair up into a messy bun as I made my way back into the room. The air was cooler now, or maybe it was just me finally letting my exhaustion settle in. Either way, I was done for the night.Lucas was still in the same spot by the window, only this time, he had set his glass down on the second table beside him. He didn’t turn when I walked past him, he just threw something out of the window and turned around walking to the door.I stopped near the bed, adjusting the thin straps of my nightie before speaking. “No offense, but if your family asks for me, tell them I won’t be coming downstairs until tomorrow morning. I never knew women had so much problem until now, jeez” I was drained—mentally, emotionally, even physically. That brunch had felt like a damn interrogation, and then being left alone with the women? God. If I had to sit through one more conversation about how to be a good, submissive wife, I’d probably throw something or

The loud, shrill ringing of my alarm yanked me out of sleep, making my heart jump.I sat up so fast that I got lightheaded for a second. My phone screen lit up beside me, showing 11:00 PM in big, bold numbers. I reached over and silenced the alarm with a quick tap, rubbing my eyes with my other hand.That was when I heard raps on knock on the door.I froze, my hand still on my phone. My eyes flickered to the door. For a second, I thought maybe I imagined it, and it was just my brain playing tricks on me after forcing myself to stay up all night.But then it came again. A little louder this time.Knock. Knock.I swallowed. My pulse picked up, and suddenly, I was very aware of how quiet the rest of the house was. I glanced at my phone again. No missed calls. No texts. Lucas still hadn’t called.The knocks came again, a little more impatient this time.I pushed the blanket off my legs and got out of bed, my heart still pounding a little from the sudden wake-up. My feet hit the floor, co

Alecia exchanged a look with her friends, her brows furrowing.“What do you mean the Lucas Caruso?” she asked, mimicking the way the woman had said it. “Why are you emphasizing on his name like that?” She scoffed, flipping her hair over her shoulder. “Yes, she’s married to the old geezer. Why… What are you guys even talking about right now?”One of the women frowned at her. “Old geezer?” she repeated, looking at Alecia like she had just insulted a god. “You should be lucky people didn’t hear you say that.”The other woman shook her head, her brows furrowing. “Wait… You don’t know who your sister married?” She let out a dry laugh, nudging her friend. “Humph! I think we met the wrong person.”They shrugged and walked off, whispering to each other, leaving Alecia standing there, confused.She turned back to Kim and Vanessa, still processing what had just happened. “Search my sister’s name,” she said.“Wha—do you–”"Just do what I fucking asked!“ She glared at her."Fine! It's not like yo