Semua Bab Married to the ruthless Billionaire Mafia: Bab 151 - Bab 159

The council hall fell into a heavy silence.Luca stood in the center like he owned the room, blood dripping from his split lip, his shirt wrinkled and stained from the fight. But his eyes were sharp.“Dante Moretti,” Luca announced, turning slowly so every council member saw his face, “is not worthy to sit on that seat. He conspired with his limping sister”—he pointed straight at Bella—“to kill Don Vittorio.”A few of the capos gasped. Someone whispered, “Madonna santa…”Dante felt his stomach drop.This was his worst fear. The moment Luca had dangled over his head for months. He looked at Bella, who stood a few steps behind him.She didn’t move or blink. Dante couldn’t tell if she was shocked or...Luca smirked, seeing Dante’s reaction. “Yes,” he continued, raising his voice, “he and Bella planned it together. He sent her to Vittorio’s room that night with a syringe. I have the proof. And as of tonight? Copies have alre

The dungeon stank of mildew and old blood.Luca sat on the cold stone floor, back against the wall, wrists throbbing from where the guards had manhandled him.His cheek was swollen, one eye already purple. Every breath stabbed his ribs. Dante had cracked something—maybe two things—but the pain wasn’t what kept him awake.It was the humiliation.He replayed the moment over and over…The council staring… Dante standing like some righteous king… And then that damn video. A porn clip broadcast to the entire internet.His men, his allies, his contacts… Everyone had opened their phones expecting Bella poisoning Vittorio. Instead, they got… that.Luca clenched his fists until his nails dug into his palms.He had underestimated him. He had underestimated Dante. Or maybe… Isabella. The little cripple with the quiet eyes.Luca spat on the floor. “Damn them… damn all of them.”He should have added layers,

They finally arrived at the location. Dante stepped out first.Instantly, muffled phff sounds echoed from the shadows as Team Alpha began eliminating Luca’s outer guards with silent shots. Bodies dropped like shadows collapsing.Enzo signaled the bomb team forward.They crept around the back, shields raised.Then—A gunshot cracked loudly from above.The villa soldiers froze.“That wasn’t one of ours,” Enzo hissed.A second later, another shot rang out—Luca’s snipers fired openly.“Luca knows we’re here,” Dante said.Enzo ordered, “Team Beta, take them down!”Silent rifles pointed upward. Three soft thhhhpt sounds. One body fell. Then another. Then the third.Silence.Dante moved forward.But then a group of armed men stepped out of the factory entrance.At least fifteen.Some of them wore Moretti uniforms.Dante froze. He knew thei

The Moretti courtyard was silent. Not because the family was calm, but because the rage in the air was too thick for anyone to breathe through.The council members stood along the upper balcony. Soldiers lined the ground floor. Rose, Bella, Elena, and even the household staff watched with tight faces. No one dared whisper.Dante stepped forward, still recovering but strong enough to stand with authority. The bandage under his shirt tugged, but he ignored the pain. His eyes were fixed on the scene in front of him.Two soldiers dragged Luca out first.He no longer looked like the Moretti son. His face was bruised, swollen, and one eye half shut, his lips were cracked.His hair, once perfectly slicked back, was a tangled mess. His steps were slow, heavy—his body already beaten down by days in the dungeon.Bianca came next… or what was left of her.Thin. Unwashed hair. Her dress hung off her like she was disappearing inside

Rose lay half-curled against him, her cheek warm on his bare chest. Her fingers traced the black ink on his skin… the snake coiled along his ribs, the cross over his heart.Dante’s hand rested on her hip, lazy and gentle, like he didn’t want the moment to end.“Dante,” she murmured, eyes half-closed. “Why did you bring Adrian here?”He looked down at her. For a second, he didn’t answer. He only brushed a thumb along her shoulder, slow and thoughtful.Then he smiled… It was that small, guilty, older-brother smile she’d learned to read.“I brought him because of Bella,” he said softly.Rose lifted her head a little. “Bella?”“Mhmm,” Dante breathed out. “I’ve seen the way she is lately. Strong outside, but tense inside. She carries everything alone. And…” he paused, almost teasing, “I’ve seen how she looked at Adrian in Switzerland.”Rose blinked. “You think something is there?”“Oh, Rose.” His voice warme