Semua Bab Contracted to the Mafia: A Plus-Size Bride: Bab 401 - Bab 410

The office grew quiet, save for the soft breathing of the two children who were finally calming down. Alexandro continued his gentle massage, his fingers moving in slow, soothing circles over Aurora and Leo's heads. The tension in their small bodies gradually melted away, replaced by a heavy drowsiness.Aurora's eyes fluttered, struggling to stay open. She let out a tiny yawn, her grip on Alexandro's shirt loosening. Leo was already half-asleep, his head resting against Alexandro's leg, his breathing slow and steady."Dad..." Aurora murmured, her voice barely audible. "You... promise you won't be angry again?"Alexandro felt a lump form in his throat. He leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead. "I promise, my princess. I will always try to be gentle with you. I love you more than anything in this world."Aurora smiled faintly, her eyes finally closing. Within moments, she was fast asleep, her tiny hand still clutching Alexandro's finger. Leo had already drifted off, his

Author's PovLucia stared at Alexandro with slightly surprised eyes. She had just been about to close her eyes when Alexandro's words made her fully awake again."Divorced? Your father and stepmother got divorced?" she asked, her voice still tired but with curiosity in it.Alexandro nodded, sitting beside her."Yes. Amanda came by this afternoon. She came to say goodbye. Abraham and she are officially divorced."Lucia was silent for a moment, processing the news. All this time, Abraham had always been an intimidating shadow in their lives. Although he had never openly been hostile toward Lucia, he always held a grudge because Alexandro chose Lucia over the path he had set for him."I don't know how to feel. I was never really close to your father, and Amanda was never close to me either. But I know she meant a lot to you."Alexandro smiled faintly. "She did. She was the only one who took care of me after my mother died. Abraham was always busy with his business, and I was just an unwa

Alexandro's Pov.I laughed to myself in front of the bathroom mirror, still damp from my morning shower. The images of Lucia from last night kept replaying in my head—the way she rode me like a wild animal, the way she cursed filthy things while squeezing my cock, the way she said “ruin me” in that hoarse voice that made my blood boil all over again. My wife was truly feral. One night in the BDSM room had been enough to leave my ass still sore and my cock half-hard since the moment I woke up.I was buttoning my shirt when the door opened. Marco walked in with his usual blank expression, tablet in hand.“It’s done, Sir,” he said without preamble. “I’ve cleared out all the staff. Chef, maids, security—everyone. The mansion is completely empty until tomorrow morning. No one will disturb you.”I nodded, smiling faintly. “Good. You can go home too, Marco. Don’t come back until I call.”He raised an eyebrow slightly but didn’t ask questions. “Understood, Sir.” Then he left, closing the door

Author’s POVA few days after the meeting at the cemetery, Marco’s curiosity refused to fade. He was not the type to dwell on strangers for long. His work as Alexandro’s personal assistant already consumed most of his time and energy. Yet the figure of Nora Adelia kept appearing in his mind—the way she spoke with a slight stutter, the way she held her stomach, and the fear that lingered in her eyes.Marco began to look into her situation. He did not use rough methods. He simply asked questions, bit by bit, to people who usually hung around the cemetery area and the nearby neighborhood. The answers he received made him frown.Nora had no permanent home. After her father died, she moved from place to place. Sometimes she stayed at the houses of her father’s old acquaintances, sometimes in cheap boarding rooms she could only afford for a few days, and sometimes she slept in even worse places. No other family came to take her in. No one took responsibility.That afternoon, Marco found Nor

Author’s POVAfter the meal was over, Lucia wisely led Aurora, Leo, and Nora out of the dining room. She held both of her children’s hands while occasionally glancing back to make sure Nora was following. The pregnant woman still walked hesitantly, as if she could not yet believe she was allowed to be inside a house this large without having to pay for it with something.Alexandro watched their backs for a moment, then stood up. He looked at Marco and nodded toward his study.“Come with me.”Marco followed without many words. The thick wooden door of the study closed quietly behind them, leaving a silence broken only by the hum of the air conditioner. Alexandro did not sit down right away. He walked to the large window, looking out at the garden that was beginning to be wrapped in dusk, before finally turning around.“Explain everything from the beginning.”Marco drew a slow breath. He had arranged these sentences since last night, but saying them in front of the man who had long been