All Chapters of A Wife For Nico Vescari: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

~CAKE~The front door slammed hard enough to shake the walls, and reality crashed back into me all at once.I stormed back to their room to see Sienna still crying and Enzo looking like he had gone three rounds in a boxing ring.And I had a headache forming from where my skull kissed the edge of a nightstand because my emotionally unstable husband had accidentally shoved me into furniture after discovering his siblings were apparently starring in the most disastrous forbidden romance imaginable.I turned around so fast my neck protested. “What,” I said flatly, “the actual fuck?”Sienna looked up at me with red eyes. “Cake—”“No.” I held up my hand immediately. “Actually no, because I genuinely need a minute to understand how we somehow got here.”Enzo wiped blood from his mouth with the back of his hand and exhaled hard.“Oh don’t start breathing heavily at me like you’re the victim right now.”His jaw flexed.Sienna pulled the duvet tighter around herself. “Please don’t do this.”“Do

~CAKE~Coming back home felt annoyingly familiar, and not in the way I wanted it to. Nico had technically asked me to return, but it wasn’t some romantic I miss my wife moment. It was more of a calculated, suspiciously concerned check-in about my head injury. He kept texting and calling to ask if I was dizzy, or if I needed to rest more. As if the man who had barely spoken to me for nearly three weeks had suddenly turned into a neurosurgeon.Emotionally constipated mafia husband.I stood in our bedroom staring at the suitcase I had barely unpacked after staying with Elianna, irritation and reluctant twisting together in my chest.Things between Nico and me had started to thaw in small, frustrating ways since that night. He checked in more. He found ridiculous excuses to walk in on me in the bathroom.One morning he had simply stared at me in the kitchen for a solid ten seconds before declaring, “You look pale.”No conversation about the real issue. No acknowledgement that he had emo

~ENZO~I found Sienna sitting on the edge of the bed with her knees drawn up tight. She looked completely drained, eyes red and puffy but no tears left to fall. When I asked her what went down, she shook her head and mumbled that she was tired. I knew her better than that. That empty expression only came from one person. Nico had hit her hard again, and she was doing what she always did, trying to carry it alone so I wouldn’t feel the full force of it. I kissed her forehead, waited until she curled under the covers, and left the room without pressing her.The house felt heavy around me as I moved through the halls. This wall between Nico and me had grown too thick, too cold. It sat in my gut like something rotten. We used to be inseparable, handling every problem side by side, watching each other’s backs through blood and bullets.Now we moved like ghosts in the same house, pretending the other barely existed. I could not keep living with that distance. Not tonight.I stepped outsid

~CAKE~I stepped out of the car and the evening air felt nice against my skin. Ignacio gave me a small nod before pulling away. I smoothed down my dress and looked up just as another car stopped right beside mine. Elianna climbed out, looking stunning in a sleek black dress that hugged her figure perfectly. Her hair fell in soft waves over one shoulder.“Damn,” I said, grinning. “You look good.”She did a little spin and laughed. “Right back at you. That green looks incredible on you. We really nailed the subtle dark makeup tonight. We look expensive.”We hugged, both of us laughing as we pulled back. It felt good to be out like this. After everything that had happened in the house lately, a girls’ dinner was exactly what I needed.The restaurant was quiet when we walked in. Completely empty. No other tables, no noise, just soft lighting and a host who greeted us with a warm smile. Sienna had reserved the entire place. Of course she had. The Vescari’s loved to show off their money.We

~CAKE~We drove fast toward the first address Adriano sent. Nico’s hands stayed tight on the wheel the whole way. I sat beside him, heart pounding, praying we would get there in time. Enzo followed close behind in his own car. None of us spoke much, like we all knew something was wrong but refused to say it out loud.When we reached the location, it was just an empty field. No buildings. No cars. Nothing. Nico got out and looked around, jaw clenched. I stayed in the car, gripping my phone. That was when it vibrated again.Another video from Adriano.I opened it with shaking hands. Sienna was tied to a chair, crying hard. Adriano slapped her across the face, hard enough that her head snapped to the side. She screamed through the tape over her mouth, tears streaming down her cheeks. “Help me,” she begged, the words muffled but desperate. Adriano laughed right in her face and hit her again.Nico took the phone from me. His face went completely still as he watched. Then he called Adriano