All Chapters of Contracted to the Mafia: A Plus-Size Bride: Chapter 331 - Chapter 340

Marco fell hard onto the sand, his body limp, his mind sinking into darkness. The world felt like it was spinning, and then everything disappeared.Meanwhile, on a helicopter crossing the night sea, Alexandro stared at the radar screen with tired eyes. Zayed sat beside him, a faint smile still on his lips."We're almost there," Zayed said, his voice calm. "My team reported that they saw signs of activity on the island. A campfire and some footprints.""I hope they're still there," Alexandro said."We'll find out soon enough," Zayed said, his eyes staring out the dark helicopter window.The helicopter began to descend, and Alexandro could see the coastline of the small island under the moonlight. White sand, dense trees, and towering rocky cliffs. There were no visible signs of life.They landed on the empty beach. Alexandro jumped down from the helicopter, his eyes immediately searching for signs of Marco and Davina. He saw the remains of a campfire that had gone out, some leftover fo

Alexandro ran as fast as he could through the dark underground corridors. His breath came in gasps, his heart pounding wildly. He could hear footsteps behind him, Zayed's guards still in pursuit.He turned left, then right, trying to confuse his pursuers. He passed storage rooms, a large kitchen, and an engine room. Everywhere he went, he heard shouting and footsteps getting closer.Finally, he saw an emergency door at the end of the corridor. He ran toward it, pushed it with all his strength, and jumped out into the open air.He was on the back street of the building, in the middle of a bustling city. The sun had already risen, and the market was starting to fill with people going about their activities. Alexandro blended into the crowd, trying to disappear among the dozens of passersby.But Zayed's guards didn't give up. They came out of the emergency door and began searching with sharp eyes. Alexandro ran down the streets, into narrow alleys, trying to get away from the chase.He e

Lucia's PovI stood beside Davina's grave, feeling the cold evening wind hit my face. My hand held a single white flower, and I placed it on the still-fresh soil. Tears streamed down my cheeks, not just for Davina, but for everything that had happened.Davina. The woman who always smiled at me, who always helped take care of Aurora and Leo, who was always there when I felt overwhelmed as a new mother. She was my friend, my companion in that lonely mansion. And now she was gone, killed by my own biological father.I still couldn't believe it. Matteo Bianchi was my father. The man who shot Davina three times without mercy was my own flesh and blood. I carried the genes of a monster, a demon with no conscience."I never expected this," I whispered to myself. "I never expected to have a father like that."Marco stood beside me, his eyes still red from crying. He didn't say anything, just stared at Davina's grave with an empty expression. I reached for his hand, holding it gently."I'm so

Lucia's PovThat morning I woke up with puffy eyes from crying all night. The bed beside me was still empty, and cold. I stared at the ceiling, feeling deep regret over everything that had happened last night.I heard footsteps in the hallway, and then the bedroom door opened. Alexandro stood at the doorway, his face tired but his eyes full of remorse."Lulu," he said softly, his voice hoarse. "I'm sorry."I looked at him, not knowing what to say. He walked closer, sat on the edge of the bed, and took my hand."I'm sorry about last night. I shouldn't have shouted at you like that. I shouldn't have said those hurtful things. I've just been under too much pressure lately."I felt tears streaming down my cheeks. "I'm sorry too, Ale. I shouldn't have been so blindly jealous. I should have trusted you."Alexandro let out a long sigh, pulling me into his arms."We were both wrong, but I don't want us to keep fighting like this. I don't want to lose you.""I don't want to lose you either. I'

Lucia's Pov"You really want me to do this?" I asked, my voice still hoarse.Alexandro nodded, his hand still gently stroking my cheek."I think it'll be good for you. You can see other women who struggle with the same issues you've experienced. You can see that beauty isn't defined by body size, and maybe, you can rediscover your confidence."I was silent, thinking about his words. All this time, I'd always felt insecure about my body, especially after giving birth. But maybe, by being a judge at this contest, I could learn to accept myself."Alright, I'll do it."Alexandro smiled widely, kissing my forehead with such love."I'm proud of you. I know you can do this."A few days later, we met the show's producer at a cafe in the city center. The producer was a middle-aged woman with short hair and incredible energy."Mrs. De Luca!" she exclaimed when she saw us coming. "I'm so glad you agreed to be a judge! This is a very innovative concept, and I'm sure this show will become very pop