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The Consequential Bride Of the Mafia Lord

The Consequential Bride Of the Mafia Lord

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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 1843    |    Released on: 06/07/2026

cel

ng to be the man t

do not want but already understand. It did not come with emotions like lust or

ready memorized every line of his report. This appointm

ving baseline scans, cognitive testing, and reaction time assessm

it w

blet to wake the screen. "Have the head

am

quen

it m

we go

something neutral and

en

ke this was just a waste of time and not his

ople in my life. I knew his resting heart rate, the rhythm of his heartbeat under st

he was fine, but his body insisted otherwise. And

let, I continued

N

ckou

le

rk, assessing, like he wasn't listening to my words but weighing my intent

e said

the look did not. It made my

his gaze. The air conditioning hummed softly a

htma

er pa

ough to feel

e nigh

se jumped. "Recurring dr

eep f

hough I didn't believe

N

ory

answer imm

with those dark gray eyes of his. With his arms crossed over

that ev

ll keep

hy

ed, keeping a neutral face. "And today hap

ost more than my annual rent and salary combined. It was the only reason a man lik

owner of the most exclusive clubs in Milan, New York, Ibiza, and Dubai. He was

s where the acc

f impact should've killed him or at least left permanent damage. Instead, Dom Vitali walked out of the w

that no one c

ed an external neurological and psychological evaluat

where I

ining my baby from him started forming in my brai

was genetic

an I needed forgiveness f

e star

ven though my pulse betrayed me. "Just look

. The movement pulled the suit tight across his chest and I hated that my eyes

about i

shifted in my chair, hyper-aware of

hitting the concrete. It's a miracle you're still

hings," He replied, "If t

usually notice

wou

succeeded with my plan, he wouldn't forget. But that shouldn't matter

hen, his eyes followed the movement, slowly tracing every

eyes

s and his da

f man women impulsively dropped their panties for. And I hated t

w, not

d my attention back to the

about him

nerative markers, no genetic red flags-a man without a

history on record," I said as if

sion closed instantly, like it always does when

one h

like he hadn't spoken

flexed.

up at him, "I need c

y have what

ack and my fingers going damp around the tablet. Reaching up, I unbuttoned the top of my blouse in

through me was imme

e the way his eyes lingered for a second too long. The thought that

omfortable,

I replied

office. But the part of me, curious to know what a facti

said, pushing his chair back and rising

ept looking at me like that, he would know. That he would see straight through

I n

ch

would be

ident happened due to loss of consciousness while you were racing. Overall, your condition hasn't change

or cabinet. He poured himself a glass of g

cord about your past or

ll activity," He sa

shutting me down. He didn't like being asked about his past or

lied. "With

inked softly as he swir

ntment here. I should

way his trousers fit him. The way the fabric hugged his

ly notice thi

care about anything else. Adding to that, I didn't date or socia

owly running

es away and ignoring the heat that craw

my mouth. I only knew it hurt more than I expected. This was not

uld lose the one thing I needed from him.

ed, and my hear

ass, but I looked away almost immediatel

ted t

my bag and walked towards the door. Just as my hand was a

me what you're real

se stu

as my

something from a man like him. But that was the problem. I had no idea how to do any of that. I w

t, if it even

plied evenly. "you'll

r open and walked out befor

ck

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The Consequential Bride Of the Mafia Lord
The Consequential Bride Of the Mafia Lord
“"I don't particularly care what you want, Marcelina," Domenico Vitali said flatly. "You walked away carrying something that belongs to me. That makes you mine until I decide otherwise." **** Marcelina never wanted love or marriage. She wanted a baby. After watching her mother disappear piece by piece to a hereditary neurological disorder, she makes a desperate decision. She will have a child before the illness can claim her too. But she will not pass the disorder on. So, she chooses the perfect genetic candidate. Domenico Vitali. Powerful. Untouchable. Dangerous. He was not a man people asked for favors. He was the kind of man they stole from... and prayed they survived. A man Marcelina believed she could use and never see again. One night. One calculated risk. But she was wrong. Because men like Domenico don't just disappear. When he discovers the truth, he calls the shots. "This ends one way," he tells her. "We're getting married." He does not want the baby. He does not want her. But he will rather die than have his blood born illegitimate. The longer they are bound together, the more dangerous the truth becomes. Domenico Vitali is not who she thought he was. And as secrets begin to surface, Marcelina starts to question everything. Did she truly trap a devil? Or did she step into a war she never saw coming?”