บททั้งหมดของ The Mafia Heir’s Forbidden Bride: บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

The message changed everything.WAR BEGINS SOON.Yet they hung over the Romano empire like a storm. No one dismissed it as a bluff. Not Roman. Not Marco. Not Matteo. And certainly not Alessio.The rival families had spent months hiding behind rumors, sabotage, and manipulation.Now they were stepping into the light.And that meant they believed they were ready. The emergency meeting lasted until nearly dawn.Maps covered the conference table.Territories were reviewed.Security protocols were expanded.Trusted allies were contacted.Every possible precaution was discussed.Yet one truth remained impossible to ignore.The Romanos were preparing for a war while simultaneously fighting an internal crisis.Exactly what their enemies wanted.By the time the meeting ended, exhaustion showed on every face.Every face except Alessio’s.Not because he wasn’t tired.Because he refused to show it.Lucia watched him from across the room.Hours of planning.Hours of pressure.Hours of responsibili

The threat changed everything.Not because it came from an enemy.Because it came from inside the empire.For years, the Romano organization had followed Alessio without hesitation.His decisions were rarely questioned.His authority was rarely challenged.Yet now senior leaders were openly discussing a vote of confidence.A vote that could weaken his position as future head of the family.All because of her.Lucia sat quietly through the remainder of the meeting.The discussion continued.Voices rose.Arguments formed.Counterarguments followed.But she barely heard any of it.One thought kept repeating inside her mind.This is my fault.Not because she had betrayed anyone.She hadn’t.Not because she had leaked information.She hadn’t.But because the enemies had successfully turned her into the center of the storm.And now Alessio was paying the price.The meeting finally ended near sunset.People left in groups.Some looked satisfied.Others looked worried.A few avoided eye conta

Lucia kept staring at the frozen image on the screen.The room continued discussing the video.Marco was already explaining how widely it had spread.Roman was demanding damage-control measures.Matteo was listing names of allies who needed to be contacted immediately.Yet Lucia barely heard any of it.Her attention remained fixed on the reflection.The shadow.The silhouette standing behind the woman pretending to be her. A tiny detail. Easy to miss. Almost invisible.But now that she had seen it, she couldn’t unsee it.Her pulse quickened.Because the shape felt familiar.Not completely.Not enough for certainty.But enough for suspicion.A dangerous suspicion.One that made her stomach twist.If she was right…everything would become much worse.“Lucia.”Alessio’s voice pulled her back.She looked up.Everyone was watching her now.Marco frowned.“You saw something.”It wasn’t a question.Lucia hesitated.For several seconds she considered staying silent.Because she wasn’t sure.A

The convoy left the Romano estate just before dusk.Five armored vehicles rolled through the iron gates in perfect formation, disappearing onto the winding road toward the neutral territory where every major mafia family had been summoned.Inside the lead vehicle, Alessio sat beside Roman while Marco occupied the seat across from them.No one wasted time on conversation.Every man inside understood one thing.The invitation was not about peace.It was about measuring strength.Behind them, Matteo remained at the mansion with additional security. Bianca's condition made travel impossible, and someone had to protect the estate while the leadership attended the gathering.Lucia watched the convoy disappear from the balcony.A strange uneasiness settled inside her chest.She couldn't explain it.Nothing had happened.Yet it felt as though something already had.The neutral estate stood on land that belonged to no family.That was precisely why it had survived for decades.Every organizati

Morning arrived without bringing peace.The Romano estate had never been a place of laughter, but today even ordinary conversation seemed to have disappeared. Guards moved through the corridors with rigid discipline, servants completed their work without speaking, and every member of the household carried the same uneasy expression.The attack had left more than broken walls.It had left doubt.Lucia walked through the main hall slowly.The repairs had already begun. Fresh stone replaced shattered sections of the entrance. New security cameras overlooked every corridor. Additional guards stood at every doorway.Everything looked stronger.Yet somehow the mansion felt weaker.As she approached the staircase, two longtime household employees noticed her.Both greeted her politely.Then they lowered their eyes and continued walking.No hesitation. No whispers. No accusing looks.Just distance.Lucia stood still for a moment.She had expected suspicion.She hadn't expected avoidance.It h