The Mafia’s Substitute Bride

The goons seized Leonardo, dragging him along without resistance. Deep inside, he felt a grim acceptance of his fate the meeting he had been avoiding for months was finally upon him. They blindfolded Leonardo and tightened the handcuffs, ensuring he couldn’t escape.

“Boss, we got him here,” one of the henchmen reported to their leader. The blindfold was yanked off, and Leonardo squinted, trying to adjust his eyes to the dimly lit, dank room.

“Leonardo Morelli!” a gravelly voice growled, and he turned his head to see his captor. Leonardo was momentarily bewildered; he had never laid eyes on this man before. But it didn’t take long to put the pieces together.

“You may not know me, but I know you well, Don Morelli. I am Enzo, Don Adrik was my brother, and you killed him ruthlessly, shattering the Russian Mafia along with him.” Enzo spat the words out with venomous hatred.

“Enzo, you haven’t learned anything from your brother’s death,” Leonardo shook his head with a hint of pity.

“Leonardo Morelli, you dare to speak in front of me,” Enzo seethed, his knuckles turning white as he clenched his fists around the gun. “My men can put an end to your life in an instant.”

“Your brother tried that before. You can also try to fulfill your heart’s desire,” Leonardo snorted with mockery in his voice. “But remember how that ended for your brother.”

“Keep your mouth shut, you damned rascal!” Enzo yelled furiously, the gun now pointed menacingly at Leonardo. “Before you die, remember your God. Today is your last day,” he bellowed.

Leonardo’s laughter echoed through the room, infuriating Enzo even more. He found himself amused by the situation, taunting his captor despite the peril he was in.

“I have never heard such a lousy joke in all my life.” Leonardo’s chuckle was filled with bravado, a fearless display in the face of imminent violence.

Leonardo’s laughter subsided, leaving an eerie calm in the air as he locked eyes with Enzo. His own men, who had watched the scene unfold with astonishment, now stood beside him, their loyalty unwavering.

“Dream off, Enzo,” Leonardo said with a chilling calmness. Suddenly, a hail of gunfire erupted from the shadows, and Enzo’s men fell lifeless to the ground. Enzo himself wasn’t spared as a bullet pierced his hand, causing him to drop his weapon in agony. Gripping his wounded hand, he winced in pain.

Through the smoke and dust emerged Domenico, his imposing figure a symbol of authority. Leonardo raised his handcuffed wrists, and with deadly precision, Domenico fired, shattering the cuffs and freeing Leonardo’s hand. A gun soared through the air, landing effortlessly in Leonardo’s grip.

“Now tell me, Enzo, what was it you said a moment ago? Oh yes, remember your God because you are going to die,” Leonardo repeated his earlier words, his voice colder than ice. “But I can give you a chance. Give me the names of all your supporters who are working against me, and I promise I will let you go safely,” he offered, a deceptive glimmer of hope in his eyes.

Enzo’s laughter turned to madness, his fear palpable. Leonardo wasn’t surprised; this madness was expected for anyone facing their imminent demise. The Italian Mafia men closed in, encircling the area, sealing Enzo’s fate further.

“I know how cruel you are,” Enzo retorted, darting his eyes between Leonardo and Domenico. “Even if I tell you the names, you will not leave me alive,” he hissed with bitter defiance. He knew the ruthless nature of the Italian Mafia well, and he had no illusions about his chances of survival.

Leonardo glanced at Domenico, and a silent understanding passed between them. Enzo’s fate had been sealed from the moment he plotted to kidnap and kill Leonardo. His thirst for revenge had clouded his judgment, blinding him to the inevitable.

“Your loss, Enzo. We will find out about your supporters eventually, but you have missed your last chance at survival. Goodbye, Enzo,” Leonardo declared, his voice devoid of remorse. With unwavering resolve, he pulled the trigger, the sound of the gunshot echoing through the warehouse as the bullet found its mark in Enzo’s chest. He collapsed to the ground, life fading away in an instant.

Domenico’s eyes blazed with a mix of admiration and caution as he looked at Leonardo. One more rival had fallen, but the threat to their empire still loomed. The Italian Mafia’s world was unforgiving, and they both knew that they had to remain vigilant to protect what was theirs.

Leonardo and Domenico finally returned to Genoa, where Sofia anxiously awaited her husband’s safe return. Her face was etched with lines of worry and stress, but as soon as she saw Leonardo, she ran into his arms, finding solace in his embrace.

“I am so glad you’re safe,” she whispered, her eyes scanning his body for any signs of harm.

“Nothing can happen to me as long as your love is with me,” Leonardo replied, pressing a tender kiss on her forehead.

“I love you, hubby,” Sofia murmured.

“I love you too, my life,” Leonardo breathed, showering her with more affectionate kisses.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

The weight of worry that had burdened Sofia’s heart since her husband’s absence finally lifted. She felt alive in his arms, knowing that he had returned to protect her and their unborn child.

His family was also there waiting for his return. After a while, everyone left, leaving Sofia and Leonardo in their mansion.

After taking a long, refreshing shower, Sofia came to the bedroom, and she found Leonardo lost in thought, staring out the window.

She gently called his name, but he seemed distant. He was preoccupied with the safety of his family. So many thoughts were running in his mind. Sofia approached him and shook his shoulder tenderly, bringing him back to the present.

“Are you okay? Do you feel any uneasiness or trouble?” she asked, concern evident in her voice.

“No, baby girl. Why do you worry so much? I am feeling good,” he reassured her with a charming smile.

“Okay, then come and sleep,” Sofia suggested, heading toward the bed.

However, Leonardo grabbed her hand and pulled her toward him. His voice turned more demanding. “Make love to me.”

“But you must be tired,” Sofia protested, her eyes widening at his unexpected request. He just returned from a dangerous fight.

“It’s nothing, baby. I am fit enough to pleasure you and can make you come the whole night,” he whispered seductively, his lips brushing against her neck.

“Leonardo, you’re such a pervert,” Sofia moaned as he nibbled the skin on her neck.

He chuckled, “Only for you.”

His touch sent shivers down her spine as he untied the sash of her silk robe, revealing her naked body. Leonardo’s eyes darkened with desire as he admired her form.

“Hmmn… I see you’re not wearing anything. Just as I like you to be at home,” he murmured sensually, causing her to quiver.

Squealing in surprise, Sofia found herself lifted in his strong arms as he carried her to the bed. Wrapping her arms around his neck instinctively, she felt both cherished and desired.

“I still can’t believe it, my love. You are mine,” Leonardo sighed, gazing into her eyes with passion. “You’re so beautiful beyond my imagination.”

He hovered over her on the bed, his desire evident in his eyes and his touch. Sofia was taken aback by his intensity but couldn’t resist him. “Baby, let me make love to you tonight,” he pleaded, his voice full of desire.

“I never stopped you, hubby. I… I was just concerned that you might be tired,” she shyly admitted.

“And you’re my medicine, my little wife,” he smirked, looking irresistibly sexy. He pressed his lips against hers as his hands explored her body, igniting a burning desire within her.

She couldn’t resist him, and why would she? This man, the epitome of perfection, was hers, and he yearned to pleasure her.

Sofia trembled as Leonardo’s thumb brushed against her already hardened nipples, a result of her growing arousal. His lips trailed down her neck, gently nibbling on her soft skin, eliciting gasps from her as she anticipated the love bites he would leave all over her body. He took pleasure in marking her as his own.

Their eyes locked, and without breaking the intense gaze, Leonardo firmly grasped her breast, taking her nipple into his mouth. Sofia couldn’t tear her eyes away as he sucked hard, drawing a passionate moan from her lips. She writhed on the bed, her back arching in pleasure. Leonardo teased her swollen nipple with his tongue, then playfully pulled it with his teeth, causing a mixture of pain and pleasure to surge through her.

Sofia cried out, “Oh, hubby!”

“Yes, baby, scream my name louder. Let your cries of ecstasy fill the room,” he whispered, claiming her other nipple, matching it to the same hard and flushed state as the first.