All Chapters of A Wife For Nico Vescari: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

~NICO~The meeting was held at the usual venue and it was already full when I walked in.Every conversation died immediately. Heads turned toward me as I walked the length of the long mahogany table with Enzo at my side. The table was fully assembled with council members, capos, underbosses, and the heads of every connected family. Security lined the walls like shadows, hands resting near their weapons.No one dared smile. This wasn’t a gathering of friends. It was a reckoning.I took my seat at the head of the table without speaking. Enzo remained standing beside me while Dominic shut the doors behind us.Across from me, Tomaso sat relaxed in his chair like this was any other council meeting. Dark suit. Calm face. One hand resting lazily on the table.But I noticed the tension around his eyes immediately. He knew something was coming. He just didn’t know how bad it was yet.I folded my hands in front of me and looked around the room slowly. “You all know why you’re here.”Nobody answ

~CAKE~I spent most of my birthday hiding from my own life.Which felt dramatic, but in my defense, I had found out I was pregnant at eight in the morning and had been mentally spiraling ever since.The chef and some of the staff came to my room around noon carrying a small chocolate cake with a single candle in the middle. Ignacio stood behind them holding a lighter with the seriousness of a man preparing for war.I almost cried before they even started singing.The entire thing was simple and sweet and painfully thoughtful in a way I wasn’t used to. They sang loudly, off-key, and the chef kept clapping too hard between lyrics like he was trying to start a fire with his hands.I laughed anyway.For a few minutes, I forgot about the pregnancy tests hidden at the bottom of the bathroom trash.Forgot about the panic. Forgot about the fact that my life had somehow turned into a mafia wife pregnancy crisis before the age of thirty.After I blew out the candle, they all cheered dramaticall

~TOMASO~The whiskey tasted like shit.Not because the bar served cheap alcohol. The owner of this place feared me too much for that. No, the whiskey tasted wrong because I was drinking it without my title, without my seat at the council, without the respect I spent thirty years building.Now every bastard in the city looked at me with pity.Pity.I swirled the amber liquid slowly in my glass while watching Adriano through the mirror behind the bar.He was young, ambitious, and emotional. But he’s a good fighter, and he can lead my men well.I had been watching him for years. Even when Alessandro was alive, Adriano carried himself like a man desperate to prove he belonged in rooms bigger than him. Men like that were useful. They only needed the right person whispering in their ear long enough.Nico was too arrogant to notice it. That boy thought fear and loyalty were the same thing.He would learn eventually.Adriano slid into the stool beside me without greeting. “You have five minut

~CAKE~I woke up feeling disgusting.My mascara from last night still clung faintly beneath my eyes despite the shower I took before bed, and my neck hurt from sleeping weird.My phone sat beside me on the bed.No vibrating. No calls. No messages lighting up the screen every thirty seconds.He had finally stopped, and that somehow hurt more than the calls did.I stared at the ceiling for a long moment before rolling onto my back slowly. My body ached from sleeping in the same position for hours. My head hurt too, not from crying because I still hadn’t cried, but from thinking too much.I hated thinking too much.Thinking too much was how people ended up joining cults and buying crystals online.The bedroom door opened quietly.Elianna walked in carrying two mugs and wearing one of Javier’s shirts that practically swallowed her whole. My brows furrowed slightly.Huh.I’d seen Javier wear this too. Interesting.I mentally filed that away for later because clearly something suspicious w

~CAKE~ The first thing I felt was warmth.The second was panic.My eyes snapped open instantly, and for one horrifying second, I had no idea where I was. I looked around to see I was in a hospital.Oh God.I pushed myself upright too quickly and immediately regretted it when dizziness hit me again.“Easy.”I froze.Nico sat in the chair beside the bed watching me, still wearing the same black shirt from earlier. His sleeves were rolled halfway up his forearms now.I wasn’t scared of him, just terrified of what he might know.“What is this?” I asked immediately.“You fainted.”“I gathered that part.”“You scared me again,” he muttered.I ignored that completely and looked around the room properly this time.It was a private VVIP room. This was definitely Gustavo’s place.My stomach dropped instantly. No no no no.I looked back at Nico sharply. “What tests did he run?”His brows furrowed slightly at the question. “Blood pressure. Bloodwork. Basic examination.”Bloodwork.Jesus Christ.