All Chapters of Enemies At The Altar : Chapter 11 - Chapter 14

The moment the car doors closed outside the mansion, silence flooded the back seat.Thick.Heavy.Explosive.Mark sat beside Mia, his jaw clenched so tightly a vein pulsed along his neck.Mia stared out the window, hands trembling in her lap.But it wasn’t embarrassment trembling through her.It wasn’t fear.It was rage.Burning, humiliating, suffocating rage.The second the chauffeur opened the door, Mia shot out of the car and stormed toward the mansion.“Mia—” Mark moved after her.“No.”She didn’t even look back. “Not a word.”She pushed through the front doors, heels echoing against the marble, fury vibrating through every step. Mark was right behind her.He reached for her wrist.Big mistake.Mia whipped around so fast his hand froze inches from her skin.“Don’t you touch me,” she hissed.Mark’s chest rose sharply. “I was trying—”“You don’t get to touch me,” she snapped, voice cracking. “Not tonight. Not after this.”Mark’s eyes darkened. “You’re overreacting.”“Overreacting?”

The ballroom glows with golden chandeliers and the soft hum of dangerous men discussing business under the guise of elegance. Mia Romano hates every inch of it—the masks, the false smiles, the way every pair of eyes watches her as if she’s an object Mark has placed on display.She stands at the edge of the crowd, hands clasped, jaw tight.She can feel Mark’s presence without even looking. It’s like his gravity pulls at her skin—steady, calm, infuriating.Then the music slows.A luxurious waltz begins.A murmur ripples through the room.And Mark steps forward.“No,” Mia whispers immediately, backing away. “Absolutely not.”He extends a hand. “It’s required, tesoro. Appearances.”“I’d rather choke.”His expression doesn’t change, but there’s a faint flicker in his eyes—something too close to amusement. “You can choke later. For now, dance.”Before she can argue, his hand wraps around her waist and pulls her into the center of the ballroom.Gasps echo. Heads turn.The mafia heirs watch w