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20 The day started like any other, with the golden Sicilian sun casting its warm glow over the villa. Yet, there was a tension in the air, an unease that I couldn’t quite place. Matteo had left early, his cryptic words about a meeting lingering in my mind. I trusted him implicitly, but there was … Read More “The second chance for a mafia’s runaway bride 20” »
49 The drive back to Matteo’s villa as he decided I should stay with him while Mama was away was unusually quiet Matteo’s hand rested on mine, his thumb tracing slow circles against my skin. For someone who could command a room with a single look, his silence spoke volumes. I glanced at him, his … Read More “The second chance for a mafia’s runaway bride 19” »
The Second Chance for A Matashunway thrice “And you?” Lorenzo shot back, his voice sharp. “You’re the noble protector now? Or is this just another one of your games? Admit it, Santoro. You’re only using her to get back at me and my family.” My stomach tightened as the words hung in the air. I … Read More “The second chance for a mafia’s runaway bride 18” »
37 Being months away from Milan, Sicily had a way of lulling me into a false sense of security. Maybe it was the sprawling vineyards, the serene sunsets, or the crisp breeze that smelled faintly of the sea. Whatever it was, I was enjoying being here with Mama and seldom visited by Matteo–until reality came … Read More “The second chance for a mafia’s runaway bride 17” »
16 It had been months since I’d left Lorenzo behind–months since I walked away from the mess, the betrayal, and the shattered illusion of a love I had once believed to be unbreakable. I gazed at the sky, the golden and auburn hues of the Sicilian sunset making me smile. I’d always loved this time … Read More “The second chance for a mafia’s runaway bride 16” »
15 Days passed, and the villa in Sicily wasn’t exactly the cozy refuge i had envisioned. It was enormous, echoey, and, let’s face it, ridiculously over–the–top for just me and Mama. The gilded mirrors, the marble floors, and the sprawling gardens might have screamed wealth and power, but to me, they just whispered one thing: … Read More “The second chance for a mafia’s runaway bride 15” »
G4 ea “What’s news?” Mama asked, her voice calm but probing, her sharp gaze cutting straight through me as she lounged on the plush couch. Her brow arched as she set her wine glass down on the mahogany side table. Her eyes glinted with curiosity, but there was an undercurrent of something sharper–concern, perhaps. I … Read More “The second chance for a mafia’s runaway bride 14” »
13 I straightened my back. Wide–eyed staring at Mama. “Matteo Santoro is ruling Emperio?” I clarified. “The Emperio?” “Yes. Matteo Santoro is the emperor of Emperio, Aletta,” Mama answered and frowned at my reaction. “Why?” 201 PM c d I shook my head, I can’t answer Mama’s ‘why‘ because another ‘why‘ was also in my … Read More “The second chance for a mafia’s runaway bride 13” »
92 @ My eyes roamed around the private jet’s luxurious cabin. It was quiet, save for the gentle hum of the engines The scent of polished leather and fresh roses lingered in the air, a subtle reminder of my mother’s penchant for elegance. The flight attendant approached with practiced grace, her uniform pristine “Signora Vitale, … Read More “The second chance for a mafia’s runaway bride 12” »
The Second Chance for Ma’aruway I clinked my glass against his, the faint sound like a spark igniting something deep within me. Tomorrow, I’d walk away from the wreckage of my old life. And maybe yeah… Maybe with Matteo’s help, I’d make sure Lorenzo and Stefania felt every ounce of the pain they’d caused me. … Read More “The second chance for a mafia’s runaway bride 11” »