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Under the Mafia King’s Control

"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.

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Chapter 14: The Shadow of Truth

Since the shooting, Alessandro hadn't left my side. No matter where I went, he was there—vigilant, protective, and unyielding. His constant presence bordered on suffocating, yet I couldn't bring myself to resent him. A small, stubborn part of me found his protectiveness reassuring, though I refused to admit it out loud.

That evening, after hours of pacing in our bedroom, I decided I couldn't take it anymore. The weight of unanswered questions was suffocating me, and I needed the truth. No more deflections, no more cryptic remarks.

I made my way to his office, pausing in the doorway, which was slightly ajar. Alessandro sat behind his desk, his sleeves rolled up to reveal forearms etched with faint scars that hinted at a life of battles—both literal and figurative. His focused expression softened as his eyes scanned a document under the warm glow of the desk lamp, the light casting sharp angles on his chiseled features.