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"He Wanted a Marriage of Convenience. She Shattered All His Rules."

Arianna Costa never expected her life to be turned upside down during a routine medical check-up. Victim of a medical mistake that leaves her pregnant by a stranger, she soon discovers that the man in question is none other than Alessandro Valenti, the powerful and dangerous king of the Italian mafia.

For Alessandro, scandal is unthinkable. Marriage, security, and control: he demands Arianna become his wife to protect his reputation and their future heir. But sharing her life with this authoritarian and enigmatic man will come at a cost.

Thrust into a world of luxury, danger, and betrayal, Arianna begins to uncover an unexpected side to Alessandro. Beneath the mask of the mafia king lies a man torn between his need for control and his growing feelings for her.

Yet danger lurks in every shadow. Alessandro’s enemies are determined to see him fall, and now Arianna and their unborn child have become prime targets. Torn between scorching attraction, conspiracies, and buried secrets, Arianna must make a choice: surrender to this forbidden love or escape a world that could very well destroy her.

Under the Mafia King’s Control

I lowered my eyes, letting Alessandro's words seep into me like gentle yet persistent waves. The life he described, full of intense moments and deep emotions, seemed so rich, so complete. Yet it eluded me, like a painting sketched in blurry lines and faded colors.

I absently fingered the edge of the blanket he had draped over my shoulders, searching for an anchor. Each word he spoke felt like a thread he was offering me to reconnect with that past, but every attempt slipped through my fingers.

"It sounds… perfect," I murmured, almost to myself.

My own tone surprised me. It wasn't bitter or ironic. Just filled with a mix of curiosity and a faint trace of sadness.

Alessandro, sitting near me, remained silent. He gave me time to process what he had shared. Yet, even without speaking, he didn't seem detached. His gaze, resting on me, was attentive, almost protective, as though he anticipated a question or emotion I had yet to voice.

Chapter 61: The Day It All Began