All Chapters of Forced To Be The Mafia King's Bride: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

Dante's POVGianna’s face filled my mind, her beauty, her smile, the passionate kiss we shared when, for a moment, I feared it would be our last. My wife had a pure heart, and even though she had promised to hand her father over to me, I wasn’t completely certain she would when the moment came. There was always the chance Lorenzo could manipulate her, twist her feelings, or make her forgive him, and I couldn’t risk leaving her caught in the middle.Leaving her out of it was for the best. I didn’t want anything increasing the friction between us."No," I said finally. "She doesn't need to know. Not yet.""She's aware you plan to kill him, right?" Caesar tilted his head.I nodded. "She knows. That was the deal. She helps me find Lorenzo, I marry her and give her protection.""And now?" He spread his hands. "You're just going to handle it without her?"I leaned forward again, resting my elbows on my knees. "This way is safer. I don't need her involved. Lorenzo is dangerous. He could hurt

Gianna's POV"What kind of difficult questions?""About why I chose you." His brows furrowed. "About what you did to make me forget my revenge. And whether we're planning a family."My heart rate spiked. "Dante...""He absolutely will push." Dante's grip on my hand tightened, possessive and protective all at once. "Caesar has no boundaries when it comes to family business. Just deflect if you can, or let me handle it."We started walking toward the dining room, his hand never leaving mine. With each step, I felt him shift, his posture straightening and his expression softening into contentment.The transformation was so complete it made my chest ache.When we reached the doors, he paused and turned to face me. His free hand came up to cup my cheek, and his eyes searched mine with an intensity that made me hold my breath."Remember," his voice dropped to that intimate tone that made my knees weak. "We're madly in love."Then he leaned in, and for one wild, heart-stopping moment I thoug

GIANNA'S POV I stepped away from him, my heart pounding so hard I could hear it in my ears. This wasn't like the first night, when I'd stripped for him in terror, my hands shaking, tears streaming down my face as I stood before his room. When I'd been nothing but a possession he'd bought. Now, I wanted this. I wanted him watching me as I drove him just as crazy as he drove me. Every nerve ending was alive. I could feel the heat of his gaze on my skin like a physical touch, and it made me ache in every sensitive place. I turned to face the mirror, meeting his eyes in the reflection. He'd moved back, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, watching me with that intensity that made my knees weak and my core clench with need. My hands trembled slightly as I let the dress slip from my shoulders. The silk stopped at my hips. I pushed it lower, letting it pool at my feet, leaving me standing in nothing but the black lace underwear I'd worn beneath. My skin flushed under his gaz

Gianna's POV"It turned out to be nothing serious," I lied, hating how hollow my voice sounded.Mira didn't buy it. I could tell from the silence. But she let it go. "I'm just glad you're both safe."The attendant moved to work on my calves, her strong fingers pressing into the muscles there.I let myself focus on the sensation, the warmth of the oil, anything but the conversation."Enough about me," I said, desperate to change the subject. "What about you and Bruno? Have you two spoken?"Mira let out a long breath. I heard her attendant ask her to turn over, the rustle of the sheet as she adjusted."Not really.""Mira...""He's still pissed about the whole secret passage thing," she said quietly. "Not at you. He doesn't blame you. But he blames himself for telling me. For trusting me with something that could've gotten you killed."Guilt washed over me. "I'm sorry. I never meant to...""You've apologized a hundred times," she cut me off gently. "And I've told you just as many times,

Gianna's POV "You live in today," Vera's voice was firm. "You stop living in fear of what might happen and start living in what is happening. Life is offering you love, Gianna. Twisted fate brought you two together. Do not throw it away because you are scared." "I do not know how to fix things." My voice broke. "I have tried, but he has been so closed off since then." Vera sat back, thinking. "Honesty. That is where you start. You need to tell him everything you just told me. How you feel. Why you are afraid. All of it." "And if that is not enough?" "It will be." Vera squeezed my hand again. "But you might need to do more than talk. A romantic dinner, just the two of you. I can help set it up." "That sounds..." I trailed off, hope blooming in my chest. "Good. But there is something else you need to understand." Vera's tone turned serious. "Dante's ego and his feelings were hurt. You rejected him on your wedding night. That hurts any man, but especially someone like Dante.