All Chapters of Contracted to the Mafia: A Plus-Size Bride: Chapter 361 - Chapter 370

Lucia's PovI said goodbye to Nathan at the hospital, feeling the weight lift slightly after talking to him. Elena might still be threatening, but at least Nathan knew he wasn't alone. I promised to talk to Alexandro about protection for his mother, and Nathan seemed a little calmer.I walked out of the hospital, toward my car parked in a rather quiet parking lot. The sky was already dark, and the streetlights were starting to turn on one by one. I opened the car door, sat in the driver's seat, and started the engine. But the engine only let out a sputtering sound, then died.I tried again, and again, but the result was the same. My car engine had died."Damn it," I cursed, hitting the steering wheel in frustration. "Why now?"I reached for my phone, intending to call Alexandro or call a tow truck. But before I could press the number, I heard footsteps behind me. I turned, and saw a figure approaching quickly.Before I could react, something hot and stinging splashed across my face. I

Author's PovAlexandro couldn't sleep. He sat in his study, staring at the photos of Lucia displayed on his desk, feeling crushing regret. All their fights, all the harsh words he'd spoken, all the suspicion he'd thrown at her—it all felt so foolish now."I failed to protect you, Lulu," he whispered, his hand reaching for Lucia's photo and holding it close. "I shouldn't have let you go alone. I should have driven you home. This is all my fault."The study door opened, and Nathan walked in with heavy steps. His face was pale, his eyes red from crying, and there was a deep guilty expression there."I... I'm sorry. This is all my fault. Lucia went to the hospital because of me. Elena did this out of revenge against me. If I hadn't asked her to come..."Alexandro looked at Nathan, and for a moment, anger blazed in his eyes. He wanted to blame Nathan, wanted to yell at him, wanted to say that all of this was his fault. But when he saw the shattered expression on Nathan's face, he realized

Author's PovThe official identification had been completed. Police confirmed that the body found on the outskirts of the city was Lucia De Luca. Fingerprints and DNA matched. There was no doubt left. Lucia was gone.The news spread like wildfire. The media reported it on all channels, and within hours, the entire nation was in mourning.Lucia, who had just reached the peak of her popularity as a beauty contest judge who inspired thousands of women, was now gone. Her fans from all over the country sent flowers and prayers, gathering outside the De Luca mansion to pay their final respects.At the wake, Isabella, Lucia's mother, fell to her knees beside the casket. Her hands reached for it trembling, tears streaming down her cheeks. Her sobs shattered the silence of the room, piercing the hearts of everyone who heard her."My child... my poor child... Lucia... why did you have to go... why..."Alexandro stood in the corner of the room, his face pale and his eyes empty. He didn't move, d

Author's PovLucia lay in her bed, staring at the ceiling with empty eyes. Her ruined face was now uncovered without bandages, and every time she saw her reflection in the mirror, she felt pain piercing her heart. The scars were a permanent reminder of what she had lost her beauty, her confidence, and perhaps, her hope.The door opened, and Matteo walked in carrying a tray of food. The aroma of warm soup filled the room, but Lucia didn't feel hungry. She just stared at her father with hate-filled eyes."I brought you food," Matteo said, placing the tray on the bedside table. "You need to eat. Your body needs nutrients to recover."Lucia didn't answer. She just stared at Matteo with blazing eyes, feeling anger boiling in her chest."Was this your doing?" she finally asked, her voice cold and full of hatred. "When Elena threw acid on me? Did you plan all of this?"Matteo shook his head, his expression serious."No, that wasn't my plan. I never wanted this to happen to you.""Then why ar

Author's PovAt the De Luca mansion, the nights felt longer and quieter. Alexandro sat in his study, staring at the large painting hanging on the wall.In that painting, Lucia still had chubby cheeks and a plump body, with a wide smile.Alexandro gently brushed the canvas, feeling tears stream down his cheeks."I miss you, Lulu. I miss your smile, your laugh, the way you called my name. I miss everything."The study door opened, and Abraham De Luca walked in with steady steps. Although he was advanced in age, his posture remained upright, and his eyes were still sharp. He looked at his son with an unreadable expression."Alexandro, how long have you been locking yourself in here? How long have you been mourning a woman who's already gone?"Alexandro didn't answer. He just kept staring at the painting, as if he could bring Lucia back to life just by looking at it.Abraham approached, standing beside his son."Life goes on. You don't need to be this sad. I've been through many things in