Todos los capítulos de The Mafia King Dies Every Time He Kisses Me: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

“The most dangerous men in the world don’t fear bullets… they fear destiny.”⸻Lake Como, Italy.Rain poured over the ancient De Luca Estate, washing the marble staircases in silver as hundreds of luxury cars lined the entrance. Helicopters circled overhead while armed guards in tailored black suits stood shoulder to shoulder, their expressions carved from stone.Tonight was not just another wedding.It was the most expensive alliance ever witnessed by the Italian underworld.Every influential mafia family in Europe had gathered beneath one roof.Because tonight…Alessio De Luca, the twenty-nine-year-old king of the De Luca Crime Syndicate, was getting married.Not for love.Not for happiness.For power.⸻Inside the cathedral-like ballroom, silence fell as the massive golden doors slowly opened.Seraphina Rossi stepped inside.She looked breathtaking in an ivory silk wedding gown that shimmered beneath thousands of crystal lights. A cathedral-length veil flowed behind her like mist,

“Sometimes the greatest danger isn’t the man chasing you… it’s the reason he’s chasing you.”⸻2:18 A.M.The intensive care unit fell into complete silence.The shrill alarm of the heart monitor finally stopped.Doctors, nurses, and armed guards stood frozen as Alessio De Luca slowly opened his eyes.No confusion.No fear.Only an eerie calm.For several long seconds, he stared at the white ceiling.His heartbeat had returned.His breathing had stabilized.But something inside him…Had changed forever.⸻Professor Lorenzo stepped closer.“Mr. De Luca…”No response.“Can you hear me?”Alessio slowly turned his head.Those icy grey eyes that had terrified politicians and mafia bosses alike now looked strangely different.Colder.Deeper.As if they had witnessed something beyond life itself.“What happened to me?”His voice was calm.Too calm.The kind of calm that frightened people more than anger.⸻The doctors exchanged nervous glances.“We’re still trying to determine that.”Alessio

“A king can lose his empire and build it again. But once he decides someone belongs to him… he never stops hunting.”⸻4:42 A.M.Rain poured relentlessly over the mountains surrounding Lake Como.Lightning split the dark sky as Seraphina ran through the dense forest, her wedding dress dragging through mud and broken branches.Her expensive heels were long gone.Her feet bled against the sharp rocks.Still…She didn’t stop.She couldn’t.Every step away from Alessio meant one more chance for him to live.Behind her…The lights of the De Luca Estate slowly disappeared into the storm.A tear mixed with the rain on her face.“I’m sorry…”She whispered into the darkness.“I never wanted this.”⸻Miles away…Inside the De Luca Estate…No one dared breathe.More than three hundred armed men stood silently inside the Grand Hall.Every captain.Every advisor.Every bodyguard.Every assassin.All waiting.At the center of the room…Alessio De Luca stood before a thirty-foot digital wall display

“The dead leave behind graves. Curses leave behind warnings.”⸻De Luca Private Medical Center5:58 A.M.The emergency room exploded into chaos.Doctors rushed around Alessio’s unconscious body while nurses prepared another blood transfusion.The second kiss had nearly stopped his heart.Again.Professor Lorenzo stared at the monitor in disbelief.“Blood pressure is falling.”“Pulse—forty-two.”“Prepare another unit.”A young doctor whispered nervously,“Professor…”“…his reports are changing.”“What?”“The blood sample from twenty minutes ago…”“It doesn’t match this one.”Lorenzo frowned.“What are you talking about?”The young doctor swallowed.“His blood is… changing.”Silence.⸻Within minutes…Every specialist in the room gathered around the laboratory report.One by one…Their expressions darkened.“This is impossible.”“There are unknown cells.”“They don’t belong to any recorded disease.”“It almost looks…”The doctor hesitated.“…alive.”⸻Professor Lorenzo slowly removed hi

“Some promises are made at the altar. Others were written in blood centuries before either of them was born.”⸻The Abandoned Chapel7:26 A.M.The wind howled through the shattered stained-glass windows.Dust danced beneath the pale morning light.Alessio stood motionless.His heartbeat remained strangely calm.The mysterious woman in the black wedding dress stood only a few feet away.Her veil concealed her face.Yet…Something about her felt hauntingly familiar.Not like a stranger.Like someone…He had forgotten.⸻She smiled beneath the veil.“You’re finally here.”Her voice was soft.Beautiful.Ancient.⸻Alessio’s hand slowly slipped into the inside pocket of his tailored jacket.Not for a gun.For the small silver dagger every De Luca heir carried.Just in case.⸻“Who are you?”he asked.⸻The woman tilted her head.“You’ve forgotten me.”⸻“I’ve never met you.”⸻“Oh…”She laughed quietly.“You have.”“Many lifetimes ago.”⸻Silence.⸻Alessio’s expression remained unreadable