All Chapters of Contracted to the Mafia: A Plus-Size Bride: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

“We’re getting married the day after tomorrow.” Alexandro’s voice was flat, as if he were announcing something completely ordinary. There was no hesitation, no emotion I could read on his face. Only that sharp gaze that had been traveling over my body from head to toe. I stood stiffly in front of him. My breathing felt heavy. I hadn’t even processed everything that had just happened, yet that sentence felt like another sudden blow. “The day after tomorrow?” I repeated softly, almost like a whisper. Alexandro didn’t answer immediately. He simply looked at me a moment longer, then took a step closer. I instinctively moved back, but my back was already pressed against the cold wall of the living room. The distance between us was suddenly too close. I could smell the masculine scent coming from him, strong and overwhelming, making my heart beat even faster. “Yes. The day after tomorrow,” he replied. I swallowed. “Why so soon?” I asked quietly. Alexandro lifted one eyebrow slightl

The priest began to recite the prayer in a steady voice that echoed throughout the church. I stood still beside Alexandro, my hands feeling stiff as I held the bouquet. The scent of lilies was too strong, almost making me dizzy."We are gathered here today to witness the marriage of Alexandro De Luca and Lucia..."My name was mentioned, and again I heard whispers from the back pews.I couldn't bring myself to turn around.Alexandro remained silent beside me. His face was straight ahead, staring at the priest, showing no emotion at all. Occasionally, I stole a glance at him. From the side, his jaw looked sharp. His lips were pressed together tightly.He was so handsome.And I...I looked away, fixing my gaze back on the floor.The priest continued the ritual. There was a scripture reading, then a hymn sung by the guests. I opened my mouth too, but no sound came out. My throat was too dry.Until the moment I both dreaded and anticipated arrived."Who gives this woman to be married?"Unc

I was lying on a bed of rose petals, my body naked before him. There was something in his eyes that made me feel... beautiful.Alexandro knelt at the edge of the bed. His gaze slowly explored my body, as if he were reading a poem through its lines. He reached for my ankle, lifted it slightly, and gently kissed the top of my foot."What are you doing?" I whispered.He didn't answer.His kisses traveled up to my calf, to my knee, to my inner thigh. Each touch of his lips left a trail of heat that gave me goosebumps.I bit my lip.His hands slowly parted my thighs."Alex..."He looked up."You can call me whatever you want, but tonight, you're only allowed to say my name."He lowered his head again.And his lips found the warmest place between my thighs.I gasped.My hands instantly clenched the sheets beneath me."A-Alex!"He kept going. His tongue moved with a rhythm that shattered my mind into pieces. I had never felt a sensation like this before. My body tensed, then relaxed, then te

The hotel room door knocked three times.I quickly wiped away my tears. I walked to the door and opened it slightly.A man stood there. Young, maybe around his thirties. His hair was neatly combed back. His black suit looked expensive. His face was expressionless."Mrs. Lucia?" he asked politely.I opened the door wider. Marco entered after I invited him in. He was carrying a thick brown folder in his hand.He stood in the middle of the room, looked at me briefly, then held out the folder."This is from Mr. Alexandro. He requests that you read it again."I took the folder with trembling hands. I already knew what was inside, but I opened it anyway.The prenuptial agreement.Everything was written there neatly. The clauses, the articles, both our signatures on the last page.I read one section that was highlighted in yellow.I closed the folder."What else did he want to convey?""Mr. Alexandro does have several women. Long before this marriage, and it will continue throughout the dura

Every night, after the servants had gone, I would turn on my laptop and watch those videos. Scene after scene that made my stomach churn, but also piqued my curiosity in a strange way. I read those books, learning foreign terms: dominant, submissive, safeword, aftercare.I tried to imagine myself in those situations, and every single time, I wanted to vomit.I'm too innocent for this.I had never even been with another man before Alexandro. My only experience was that night at the hotel, and now he calls it monotonous. And now he wants me to do these things?Outside my room, I tried to act normal. The servants would come and go, cleaning the house, preparing meals. They didn't talk to me much, and I didn't try to start conversations either. I would just sit in the living room, or in the back garden, staring into space while my mind was filled with scenes from those videos.Alexandro was rarely home. He would leave in the morning and return late at night. Sometimes he wouldn't come hom