Share
| 28 | Meet My Family
Related chapters
Mafia Heir's Contract Wife [Mafia Games V] | 29 | An Inside Job
[ D O M I N I C O ]So this is her on a bad day. I bet she's itching to tell me to get lost. And not in a nice way this time. My fiancée wants me out of here. As far away from her as possible. She thinks I'm just a pain in her neck, and I get it. No woman in her right mind would hang around me for more than five minutes. Unless they need something from me. Or they want something from my family and their handy, mostly shady connections. I'm sitting in this plush couch alone with my buzzing phone. Tired. Restless. Covered in sweat. I sigh and unbutton the front of my shirt. This humidity is fucking distracting. But still not as much as she distracts me. She doesn't even have to do anything. Merely existing in my peripheral vision is enough to throw me off my game.I bite back the urge to swear while my pretend girlfriend leans on the front desk, tirelessly greeting clients with a smile that could end wars. Wait. Shit. We're not boyfriend-girlfriend anymore. People think we're get
Mafia Heir's Contract Wife [Mafia Games V] | 30 | I Want More
[ S E R A P H I N E ] Darn. It's past my bedtime. I'm stupidly waiting up for a phone call that isn't coming. I'm back on morning shift tomorrow, but my mind's still a mess. A putrid wasteyard filled with unwanted memories and equally vexing presumptions. Like the past couple of nights, sleep eludes me as my brain wrestles with the unknowns. I'm all alone again here in Dominico's old room, here in his old apartment, staring at the windows I've left open. The night feels warmer than I expected. There's a hint of his scent in the air, but maybe it's just the clothes he left in the closet. I grab my phone on the nightstand and check my notifications again, half-expecting a new message from Angelo. But there's nothing from him. I groan. A sigh of exhaustion comes out of me instead. I lie on my back and shut my eyes. “Stop it. He's just not that into you. Stop deluding yourself.” I yank my pink wig off my head and toss it on the thick covers. It's beyond unsettling... This
Mafia Heir's Contract Wife [Mafia Games V] | 31 | Promises
[ D O M I N I C O ]The exhaustion lingers. But it won't let me fucking sleep. Not that it's anything new. “Shit.” I fist the edge of the pillow under my throbbing head, forcing my eyes to stay closed. The pills haven't kicked in. I don't know if I'll ever be able to reset my sleep cycle with all the shit that's been going on. But it's not what bothers me most. It's her. Just her. It's becoming a problem. Separating my fantasies from our reality. That phone call is still gnawing on my brain. Relentlessly eating at the peace I'm trying to regain. I just can't get her soft, beautiful voice out of my head. That was not the conversation I wanted us to have. I didn't plan on riling her up like that. That was fucking stupid. Immature. Unnecessary. “Way to go.” I slap my forehead over and over until it stings. I don't think she realizes how much our agreement has changed the dynamic between us. It's only been weeks since we met, but, it's happening. It's brewing. And it's not going awa
Mafia Heir's Contract Wife [Mafia Games V] | 32 | Lie For Me
[ S E R A P H I N E ] Wow. Just wow. I don't know why I believed him when he said this is “just another fancy house”. This isn't a house! This place is the definition of grand. Huge. Imposing in every way. The first mansion I've been invited to. And not one room disappoints. The cream and gold color scheme reminds me of a modern castle, and knowing Mrs. Tomassini's impeccable taste, I'm sure just the furniture in here cost them at least a million euros. I hide a frown when she tells me there are eight bedrooms and seven bathrooms, excluding the maid's quarters by the poolside. They don't have any kids. Who's using all those spare rooms? Because I'm sure Dominico isn't. Just minutes ago he said he rarely sleeps here. We're surrounded by luxury and big, gorgeous artworks, but he doesn't look the least bit impressed. I mean, I get it. This is his childhood home, after all. I don't think any of this is new to him. But I don't doubt his stepmom. The garage alone looks bigger than my
Mafia Heir's Contract Wife [Mafia Games V] | 33 | Not Jealous
[ S E R A P H I N E ]One down. Zero to go. I wish.We're finally back here in his old place. All alone. No more peering eyes. No more faking smiles. No more pretending. No more audience to perform for and impress. No more lies and half-truths to rehearse. Well, for now. Tomorrow's another story.Apart from the burnt coconut apple pie, the dinner with his stepmom went smoother than we anticipated. She even said she can't wait to hang out with us again. The experience wasn't as bad as I imagined. Yet the weight of the past week is still messing with my thoughts. My peace of mind. I sink onto the couch. Another long day. I need a solid eight hours of sleep.While his keys jangle in his pocket, Dominico joins me and sits to my right, looking more exhausted after driving for almost two hours. We enjoy the silence for a moment, his eyes closed, his long legs spread open.“You okay?”“Half-dead. But, sure. I'm okay.”A giggle escapes me when he imitates a gun with his fingers and prete
Mafia Heir's Contract Wife [Mafia Games V] | 34 | Falling Headfirst
[ S E R A P H I N E ] I hope he likes redheads, too. This wig isn't even three months old, but it's already got signs of wear and tear. Some of the color has faded, and under bright lights, some sections look a pale shade of pink. But it still looks cute on camera, so I'm keeping it until the roots disintegrate. After I finish sending the last of my newest photos to my sugar daddy, my phone buzzes in my hands. I yank my mask off and gawk at the screen.It's him. Angelo. Finally, his name flashes across my notifications panel, his first message today accompanied by his usual greeting. [ Hi baby. Sorry for the late reply. Work problems since yesterday. ] Before I can start typing my response, he sends another message. [ You look so fucking hot and cute in these pics. ] [ You still like me with red hair? ] My heartbeat quickens before I can even send my reply. The funny feeling in my belly only grows as I rack my brain for something else to say. While I'm mentally organizing my next
Mafia Heir's Contract Wife [Mafia Games V] | 35 | A Family Matter
[ D O M I N I C O ] The next day, I leave the office around three. It's hours earlier than usual, but they'll survive without me. I'm no good to them when I'm this distracted. Anxious. Scatterbrained. I go to the gym, work out, then take a shower before I drive the Maserati to the country club with Fico in my other car trailing behind. Raindrops blur the windshield and match the tempo of my racing thoughts. I sigh and focus on the road. I navigate the curves and turns as best as I can. As best as my temper allows me. Guilt is still churning up my gut, incessantly gnawing at me like a persistent itch I can't reach. My conscience is screaming at me to stop lying to Seraphine and just tell her everything. But doing so will also jeopardize her safety in more ways than I'm willing to admit. The auditing job Enzo expects her to say yes to — it's much more than a confidential temp job. The list of risks only keeps growing every time I think about it. She's a fast learner and mentally ca
Mafia Heir's Contract Wife [Mafia Games V] | 36 | New Opportunity
[ S E R A P H I N E] Cooking and having dinner with Dominico take about an hour and a half. Once we're done eating, a sense of relief gradually replaces the worry I've been trying to hide with smiles and little laughs. Dominico sits next to me when I stretch my legs on the couch. Although he looks tired and a bit stressed, he's still on his phone. Must be checking his emails and his news feed. We sit in silence for what feels like the longest minute before I muster the courage to strike a more serious conversation. “What's that new job offer you were saying?” I stare at him, my curiosity piqued. “Is it full-time?” “No. But it pays better than your current job.” He glances at me with a smirk. I fling him a fairly dubious look. “Urgent hiring. Double your current paycheck.” Double? Wow. I'll take the offer right now if he really thinks I can do the job, and without undergoing months of training for the role. “What's it about? Is it a temp job at your company?” “No. It's got noth
Latest chapter
- Mafia Heir's Contract Wife [Mafia Games V] | 74 | Save Yourself
- Mafia Heir's Contract Wife [Mafia Games V] | 73 | I'm Here, Besties
- Mafia Heir's Contract Wife [Mafia Games V] | 72 | Sweetie, We Have Guests
- Mafia Heir's Contract Wife [Mafia Games V] | 71 | Playing The Long Game
- Mafia Heir's Contract Wife [Mafia Games V] | 70 | No, We're A Team
- Mafia Heir's Contract Wife [Mafia Games V] | 69 | Marriage Is Hard Work
- Mafia Heir's Contract Wife [Mafia Games V] | 68 | You're My Only Confidant
- Mafia Heir's Contract Wife [Mafia Games V] | 67 | Secret Deal
- Mafia Heir's Contract Wife [Mafia Games V] | 66 | A Father's Love
