All Chapters of The Mafia King's Contract Bride: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

DAMIAN The Moretti mansion smelled like desperation wearing expensive perfume and I have been in enough rooms like this one to know the difference between real power and the performance of it. Crystal chandeliers, imported marble, and a string quartet tucked into the corner like this was a different era entirely. Zach Moretti had built all of this on borrowed fear and other people's silence, and tonight that silence had a price tag attached to it.I moved through the party without stopping, and people stepped aside without being asked. They always did, though I had stopped noticing it years ago. Attention was simply the cost of being me, and I had never found it particularly interesting. Matteo fell into pace beside me, just half a pace behind, the way he always did. “Moretti says he's ready for you,” he informed quietly.“Good,” I replied flatly. “It's good to see he loves his life.”************I saw her before she saw me. She was moving along the far edge of the hall, a tray b

DAMIAN I arrived twenty minutes early. It was not by accident. Keeping to time counts as one of my rules. I adhere to it and so, I never forgive anyone who fails to. Zach Moretti met me at the door himself,dressed up as hospitality."Mr. De Luca." He extended a hand I didn't take. "Thank you for coming. Everything is prepared in the reception room.”I walked past him without a word and Matteo tailed behind. The housekeeper led us towards the reception. The room was exactly as staged as I expected. Zach's wife sat stiffly near the window, her daughter beside her, composed, watching me the way people watch something they're trying to decide whether to fear or charm. A handful of staff arranged at the edges of the room like furnitures.But she was not there. I turned to Zach who had walked in, but I didn't ask immediately. I let the silence stretch, watched Zach's composure strain under the weight of it, watched his wife's hands fold a little tighter in her lap. People revealed mor

DAMIAN I walked into the hall and Dominic stood over a man at the far end. He was tied to an electric seat, his body battered but not to my satisfaction. I wouldn't kill him yet, a slow death would be best for a bastard like him.He froze the moment he saw me and Dominic turned sharply. “Boss.” he bowed and shifted to greet Matteo. I walked towards the bastard but a sound from outside made me halt, and I moved before I could register where it was coming from. I stepped out and suddenly stopped at the scene in front of me. Seraphina, out of the car. Exactly where I told her not to be, a battered Christy trying to fight an armed man in a mask. The man raised his gun and I crossed the distance immediately. My hand closed around the gunman's wrist, redirecting the barrel toward the concrete a half second before he fired. The shot cracked into the ground and I broke his grip on the weapon, drove my elbow into his jaw, and had him on his knees before he understood the fight was already

SERAI was still staring at the meal brought in last night when the door suddenly clicked. I looked up, expecting someone to walk in, but nobody did. I raised my brows and slowly stood up then. I walked towards the door and reached for the handle, and sure enough, it was open. I stood there for a moment, hand still on the handle, half-expecting someone to appear from nowhere and slam it shut again but nobody did. The hallway was quiet and empty, the kind that contradicts peace. I stepped out slowly then and walked straight, unsure of where I was going, praying for a possible escape. The house was beautiful, but in a cold way. High ceilings, floors that reflected light like water, furniture that looked like it had never been touched by someone who actually lived here. Everything was expensive and cold, and I moved through it like I was scared my footsteps would make him appear. I passed by the kitchen and slowly walked in, suddenly feeling hungry even though I had refused to touch t

SERAI turned over and slowly opened my eyes. Something or someone seemed to be looking over me. I wiped my eyes, unsure of what it was and that was when I saw her clearly.“Christy!” I yelled and sat up. “Jesus, you scared me,” I whispered, trying to catch my breath. She burst out laughing and I couldn't help but smile. It's been over a week here and Christy had made it less frustrating.“What did you think it was?” She asked while still laughing and I playfully smacked her arms, making her laugh more. I smiled again, it felt good.“Okay,” she finally said while catching her breath. “I didn't want you to oversleep again, especially not today,” she explained and my eyebrows creased.“What’s happening today?” I asked and she gasped. “You forgot!” I shook my head in confusion and she gave me a look. “It's the introductory event,” she reminded me and my breath stopped. It was today. The day the world finally gets to meet the wife of Damian De Luca and I didn't know how I felt about it