All Chapters of Married to the Billionaire Mafia Don: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

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Exposing the Enemy

In the Martinelli mansion, Ivy stirred faintly in the quiet darkness, still hovering in that tender space between dreams and waking. She wasn’t fully aware of what pulled her to consciousness until she felt the mattress dip behind her — slowly, carefully — under the weight of someone joining her.A familiar warmth pressed against her back, solid and protective, and the clean scent of soap drifted over her. His skin was warm, fresh from the shower, and a damp trace lingered in his hair. Lorenzo slid an arm around her waist, gathering her against him in an unhurried spooning embrace, his body curving naturally along hers. His lips brushed the side of her neck in a kiss so tender it seemed to melt the last remnants of sleep from her.She didn’t open her eyes; the room was still dark all around them, the kind of predawn stillness where even the shadows hadn’t yet shifted. She didn’t know what time it was, but the quiet told her it was still far too early for the world outside to stir.Lo

Last Updated : 2026-08-24

Mother of All Apologies

Olivia’s eyelids fluttered against the heaviness of sleep. She blinked once, twice, her mind still tangled in the threads of whatever dream had been holding her captive.The light in the room was dim, filtered through the muted tones of the early morning, and her eyes adjusted slowly to the figure looming above her.A man stood there, dressed in a perfectly cut suit that spoke of power and precision. His posture was taut, his expression impassive, and for the briefest, most disorienting heartbeat, she thought she was looking at a ghost.Her mind slipped backward in time, to another life entirely: a life where she had woken in the embrace of a man she loved, to find him watching her as though she were the center of his world. That memory, sweet and dangerous, slipped past her defenses before she could stop it.“Riccardo,” she whispered, the name a ghost on her lips.The man’s jaw tightened. His reply came clipped, almost cold. “No. It’s Lorenzo.”The haze in Olivia’s mind broke. She bl

Last Updated : 2026-08-24

Desperate Times

In the Martinelli mansion, Ivy was already dressed and ready to begin her day. Lorenzo had left before she even woke up, but his absence wasn’t the cold, hollow thing it had been at first. She found a folded slip of paper pinned neatly to his pillow, his handwriting quick but deliberate, informing her that he had an urgent matter to see to. She smoothed the note between her fingers, reading it twice before setting it aside.Ivy was starting to get used to not waking up with him beside her. She didn’t like it, but knowing the position Lorenzo occupied in the family, sleeping in with her was a luxury he simply couldn’t afford.Still, memories of the night before refused to stay in the shadows. They came rushing back in slow, warm waves: the quiet urgency in his voice when he’d made his promises, and the way he had held her like something he couldn’t bear to lose. Ivy felt the heat rise to her cheeks and pressed her lips together, half-smiling at the rush of intimacy that still lingere

Last Updated : 2026-08-24

A Martinelli Problem

As Ivy and Evelyn approached Giulia’s suite, the long corridor of the west wing felt unusually still, the only sound being the faint rattle of a serving trolley standing just outside Giulia’s door.A young uniformed kitchen staff member stood there, fidgeting, clearly uneasy."Good morning, Signorina Giulia. Your breakfast is here," he called out, his voice a little too loud for the otherwise hushed hallway.When he turned and saw Ivy and Evelyn, his expression shifted to sheepish embarrassment. "Good morning, Signora Martinelli. Sorry for the disturbance. I was only trying to wake up Signorina Giulia."Ivy’s gaze flicked from him to the closed door. "How long have you been here?" she asked, her voice even but tinged with curiosity."Almost ten minutes now," he replied, glancing at the door as though hoping Giulia would suddenly emerge to save him from scrutiny."She can't still be asleep with all that yelling from you," Evelyn said, stepping closer to the door with a faint frown.

Last Updated : 2026-08-24

Waiting for Answers

A deafening crash jolted the car sideways, the seatbelt digging into his chest as the vehicle lurched violently. The driver shouted, wrestling the wheel, but before Lorenzo could even brace himself, the car spun, metal screaming against metal. And then, gunfire.A hail of bullets pelted the vehicle, their sharp, metallic clatter swallowing every other sound. The first volley slammed against the bulletproof windows, leaving severe dents on them.The driver cursed, ducking low, trying to keep control as the bodyguard drew his weapon. The smell of burnt gunpowder filled the air almost instantly.Lorenzo’s mind, moments ago clouded with family crises, now locked into a single, primal instinct—survival.The car rocked again under another impact, and more bullets punched through the panels, each one a deafening punctuation in the chaos.There was no time to think, no time to plan, only the brutal realization that this was no random accident.Someone had come for him.---------------In the

Last Updated : 2026-08-24

A Dangerous Offer

“Mrs. Martinelli?” The doctor pushed through the double doors, scanning the waiting area. “Mrs. Martinelli?”Ivy and Evelyn were on their feet at once. “Yes, here,” Ivy said. “Doctor?”He stopped in front of them, clipboard tucked under one arm, voice steady. “She’s been revived.”Evelyn’s hand flew to her chest. “Oh, thank God.”“She’s stable for now,” the doctor continued. “But she’s in a delicate condition. She swallowed thirty-two sleeping pills. If you hadn’t brought her when you did…”He let the thought finish itself. “We’re keeping her under observation for another day or so to make sure she’s recovering well. If all parameters remain steady, we’ll discharge her soon afterward.”Ivy’s knees went weak. “Thirty-two?” she asked shakily.“Yes.” His tone stayed clinical, not unkind. “It could have been fatal.”Evelyn reached for Ivy’s arm. “You hear that? She’s alive.”“I hear you,” Ivy whispered, her eyes stinging. “Doctor… thank you.”“You’re welcome.” He softened just a fraction

Last Updated : 2026-08-24

Giulia, Giovanni, and the Ghost

“Giulia?” Ivy whispered as she stepped into the quiet hospital room.The fluorescent lights above hummed faintly, casting a pale glow across the sterile walls. Giulia lay propped up against her pillows, her face colorless and drawn, her dark hair limp around her shoulders. Beside her, Evelyn sat on a chair pulled close to the bed, leaning forward, speaking to her in hushed tones meant to soothe.Evelyn looked up immediately at Ivy’s arrival. Her mother’s sharp eyes lingered on her for a moment — long enough to notice something unsettled in her daughter’s expression. But before Evelyn could open her mouth to ask, Ivy gave the slightest shake of her head, a discreet signal that silenced her. Evelyn pressed her lips together, understanding.Ivy moved to the bed and lowered herself onto the edge of the mattress, her hand gently resting on Giulia’s frail arm. The younger woman turned her head weakly toward her, and fresh tears brimmed in her reddened eyes.“I’m sorry,” Giulia whispered,

Last Updated : 2026-09-01

Back to Life

“Ivy, my love. Please, open your eyes.”Lorenzo’s voice drifted through the fog wrapping around Ivy’s consciousness, gentle but urgent, anchoring her to something familiar. It pulled at her, coaxing her upward from a place where sound felt distant and weightless.Her lashes fluttered. Once, then twice. Light crept in slowly, blurred at first, then sharpening just enough for her to make out the familiar contours of a face she knew better than her own reflection. Dark eyes, strong jaw, and the faint crease between his brows that only appeared when he was worried. Lorenzo. Her Lorenzo.Ivy sucked in a breath, shaky and uneven, as awareness flooded back all at once. She wasn’t lying down. She was being held, cradled.Her body was curled against his chest, small and protected, like a child in a parent’s arms. Lorenzo was seated on a chair, one arm firm around her back, the other hand brushing tenderly through her hair, pushing strands away from her forehead in slow, soothing motions.Iv

Last Updated : 2026-09-01

Reliving a Nightmare

The road had been unusually clear. That was the first thing Lorenzo noticed as the car rounded the gentle curve leading into a less busy stretch of highway. Too clear. No traffic congestion, no impatient horns. Just the low hum of the engine and the muted rhythm of tires against asphalt.He was on the phone with Ivy, leaning back against the leather seat, listening intently.“She overdosed on sleeping pills!” Ivy had screamed.Lorenzo’s body had gone rigid instantly.“What?” he barked, sitting forward.The driver glanced at him through the rearview mirror but said nothing.Ivy’s voice crackled through the speaker. “We’re heading to the hospital now. Lorenzo… it looks really bad.”His jaw tightened. “I’m on my way,” he said.And that was when it happened. A dark van burst into view from the opposite lane, cutting across the road with brutal precision. There was barely time to register what was happening before—CRASH!Metal screamed as the van slammed into the side of Lorenzo’s vehicle

Last Updated : 2026-09-01

Finding Closure

Lorenzo watched Ivy and Evelyn disappear down the corridor before turning in the opposite direction.Alone now, he strolled toward the room belonging temporarily to his erratic sister. His steps slowed as he approached the door. He raised his hand and knocked softly, waiting.No response. After a moment, he opened the door and stepped inside.The room was slightly smaller than Giovanni’s, but no less sterile. Pale walls, white sheets, the steady, rhythmic beep of a monitor punctuating the silence. The air smelled faintly of disinfectant and something else…something heavier.Giulia lay propped against the pillows. Her hair was disheveled, strands falling limply around her face. Her skin was pale, almost translucent, as though the life had been drained out of her.She was awake, but her face was turned toward the window, her eyes fixed on something beyond it, or perhaps on nothing at all.An IV drip hung beside her bed, nearly empty. She didn’t move, didn’t blink. She looked lost. Miser

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