Contract Wife of the Mafia King

The proposal

Chaptar 10 . The proposal

It was midnight when the power went out.

The whole mansion went dark.

Footsteps echoed in the hall. Slow. Heavy.

My door opened.

Selena stood there. Red hair, pale face, and a gun in her hand.

"Where is he?" she hissed.

Alessandro appeared behind her. "Put it down."

His voice was ice.

She turned and aimed at him. "You chose her. You will pay."

He raised his own gun. "Not today."

I screamed and ran between them. "Stop!"

Both guns froze.

Selena laughed. "She thinks she can save you?"

Alessandro’s eyes never left mine. He lowered his gun first.

"She’s not a contract to me anymore," he said.

He walked to me, took my hand. "Tear the paper. I don’t want a fake wife."

He dropped to one knee, right there on the cold floor.

"Marry me. For real. Be my wife."

Selena fired.

I closed my eyes.

A loud bang filled the room. Smoke everywhere.

I waited for pain, but it never came.

Someone pulled me down to the floor.

Alessandro’s body was over mine, shielding me.

"Are you hurt?" he whispered in my ear.

I opened my eyes. He was bleeding from his shoulder.

"Alessandro, no!" I cried.

He smiled, weak but calm. "I promised. No one touches you."

Sirens came from outside. Guards rushed in.

Selena was gone. Dropped her gun and ran.

I held his face. "Don’t you dare die on me."

He touched my cheek. "Then say yes. Marry me."

Tears fell from my eyes. "Yes. Yes, I will."