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Chapter 41
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My Mob Husband   Chapter 42: Katana's Visit
Since the incident, Vincenzo has become even more protective, intensifying the security measures around the mansion. His schedule has grown busier as he deals with the aftermath, overseeing investigations and ensuring our safety.At times, it feels as though his attention is divided, torn between his responsibilities and his desire to keep me safe. Yet, even amidst his hectic schedule, he always finds moments to check in on me, his presence a source of comfort in the midst of uncertainty.Despite the added stress and workload, Vincenzo remains steadfast in his commitment to our well-being. And while his increased busyness can be overwhelming, I find reassurance in knowing that he is doing everything in his power to protect us.I didn't expect Katana to visit here. The first and last time we saw each other was at the annual gathering in the Romanov estate, and yes, in the wedding as well. But it was just a brief meeting. As usual, she looked stunning. Her emotionless blue eyes, remini
My Mob Husband   Chapter 43: Confirmed
âWhat does she mean by that?â I asked Vincenzo as we made our way to our room, his expression etched with a deep frown.âA first-born child, specifically a male, is expected to be introduced and raised by the elders of the Romanov family,â he explained, his voice tinged with contempt.âRaised by the elders?â I questioned, feeling a sense of unease creeping over me.âYes, raised and trained,â Vincenzo affirmed with a grim nod. âTrained to defend the family, trained to uphold the power of the Romanovs.â"In other words, trained to be a cold-blooded killer," Vincenzo added, his voice grave.My heart skipped a beat at his words, a chill running down my spine. The gravity of his statement weighed heavily on me, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of dread at the thought of bringing a child into such a ruthless world."But... but that's..." I trailed off, unable to find the right words to articulate my horror.Vincenzo's jaw clenched as he glanced at me, his eyes dark with resignation. "Th
My Mob Husband   Chapter 44: Her Parents
"Congratulations, ma'am," Arcel exclaimed, her smile radiant as she brushed my hair behind me while I sat facing the vanity mirror."Thank you," I replied, unable to contain my happiness."I've been wondering for weeks if you were pregnant," she confessed. "Turns out, my intuition was right.""Why didn't you tell me?" I asked, curious."I didn't want to make any assumptions that might upset you," Arcel explained sincerely.I chuckled softly, feeling a sense of innocence in my lack of experience with pregnancy. Despite my education, I had never been in a position to discern the signs of pregnancy in others. I had never engaged with expecting mothers or heard their stories about the journey of carrying a child. The absence of conversations with my biological mother about her experience of carrying me for nine months added to my unfamiliarity with pregnancy."So, am I that obvious?" I queried, my tone laced with curiosity.Arcel shook her head gently, her eyes warm with understanding. "N
My Mob Husband   Chapter 45: Childhood Home
As we pulled up to my adoptive parents' place, I felt a knot twist in my stomach. The big mansion stood there, casting a shadow over the grounds. Memories from my childhood came rushing back, and I couldn't shake the feeling of unease.As the car stopped, I hesitated before stepping out onto the driveway. My mother got out, and I followed her lead up the stairs and through the doors. The familiar smell hit me, triggering memories of my past."Welcome back home, Miss,â my maid, who's already in her 60s said with a warm smile on her face.I nodded in response, a mix of nostalgia and discomfort swirling inside me. Despite everything, this place still had a strange sense of familiarity.âLead her to her room,â my mom instructed, her voice cutting through the awkward silence.I followed my mom's instructions and allowed myself to be led to my old room. As I stepped inside, memories flooded back, both good and bad. The room looked exactly as I remembered it, with its faded wallpaper and old
My Mob Husband   Chapter 46: He's back
As we entered the conference hall, the ambient chatter dwindled to hushed whispers as all eyes turned towards us. My parents led the way, their confident strides echoing in the vast space, while I followed closely behind, feeling a mix of anticipation and apprehension."Ladies and gentlemen," my father's voice boomed through the hall, commanding attention. "Allow me to introduce you to my daughter, Annizah Romanov."The room erupted into whispers and murmurs as the name registered with the audience. I felt a wave of unease wash over me as I realized the implications of being associated with the powerful Romanov family. People's expressions ranged from awe to fear, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of discomfort at the attention.As the conference progressed, I quickly realized that my newfound status as the wife of Vincenzo Romanov was being exploited by those around me. Men approached me with false smiles and flattering words, their eyes glinting with greed as they sought to gain
My Mob Husband   Chapter 47: Wrath
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My Mob Husband   Chapter 48: Revenge
I woke up to the dull ache throbbing on my cheek, a harsh reminder of the argument with my mother the previous day. The sheets beside me were empty, and a pang of loneliness washed over me as I realized Vincenzo was nowhere to be seen.Dragging myself out of bed, I made my way to the bathroom, the warm water from the shower providing some relief to my tense muscles. As I stood under the steady stream, my mind drifted back to the conversation I had with Vincenzo the night before. Despite the tension, there had been moments of tenderness that still lingered in my heart.Stepping out of the shower, I wrapped myself in a towel and made my way downstairs to the kitchen, where Arcel was already bustling about preparing breakfast. The smell of coffee and eggs filled the air, and I couldn't help but feel a pang of hunger."Morning, ma'am," Arcel greeted me with a warm smile as she set a plate of food in front of me. "How did you sleep?"I nodded in response, offering her a small smile as I tu
My Mob Husband   Chapter 49: Overwhelming Moment
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