His Unwanted Wife is the Mafia Princess novel Chapter 7

#Chapter 7 – On His Mind

Adrian

I blink at my phone screen, mouth hanging open as Stella’ame flickers into darkness. Stella has never hung up on me before. I scoff and look around in disbelief before turning back to the screen.

Go find someone else with your money.

Stella’s words repeat on an endless loop inside my mind. Why is she acting like she didn’t marry me for my money? What happened to the gold digger I used to know?

Has she somehow decided that the money I have given her is enough? Or did she find someone else to provide that luxury for her?

My stomach falls, face suddenly feeling heavy. The car Stella got in earlier was a luxury SUV. I recognized the car’s logo in a heartbeat, knowing that it is one of the most expensive brands to buy from.

For the past five years, Stella has remained at home or in the hospital. She doesn’t have a social circle to rely on

shad. nor does she have anywhere else to run off to. Her life has revolved around me and the surgeries she’s

Stella has to be throwing another temper tantrum, right? She’s threatened by Clara’s presence and had those men hiped to provoke us…to provoke me.

I can’t let her silly antics bother me anymore. I have to get some sleep before my mind goes crazy over Stella and her desperate cry for attention.

1 wake up up the next morning, sleep still lingering in the back of my mind. I step into the hallway just as a servant walks by, stopping them.

“Where is Stella?” I ask.

“She hasn’t returned home, sir.” They avoid my gaze.

“They avoid my gaze. “She hasn’t been home all night.”

I suck in a breath, nodding, and turn back inside my bedroom. A couple servants walk in, stepping to my closet to pull out fresh suits.

Stella usually picked out an outfit for me to wear, not the servants. She also told me when breakfast was ready and always brought me a cup of coffee to sip on while I ate. I stare at the eggs the servants made; Stella knew exactly how to prepare them for me.

I push the plate to the side and conceal an annoyed groan. She would never leave the breakfast potatoes under seasoned either.

She has become an indispensable part of my life, someone who I rely on.

Stella only did it for the money, though. I’ll get used to her absence soon enough. All I need is time before her lingering presence finally disappears from my life.

Work goes by at an agonizingly slow pace. It’s only when one of my I.T. employees runs in that things start to

move fast.

“Sir! Our patients‘ files have been leaked from a cyberattack! If we don’t resolve it soon, we’ll be sued!”

I suck in a deep breath, processing the information as quick as I can, my face remaining stoic. We walk to the security department, our pace fast. I enter the room and all eyes fall on me.

“Do we know anything about the attacker?” I ask the room.

“The security department said they’re one of the best hackers in the country,” an employee states.

“Place a bounty on the hacker,” I sit down in a seat. “Give me updates when possible.”

Shocked eyes stare at me. The employees look at each other half expecting me to blow up, before turning back to their computers.

“Sir, there’s hacker by the name of Tracer has resurfaced. They’re one of the best,” a nearby employee calls out to me. “They’re known for their quick work and strength. They once took down a rival of the Obsidian Pact within minutes. They’re deadly.”

“Give me a computer. Let me talk to them,” I stand up and move to a nearby workspace.

One of the employees stands from their seat and scurries away. I sit down behind the computer which has the chatroom screen. Tracer has accepted the job, sending me anessage.

Adrian: I’ll triple your price. I need it fixed immediately.

Tracer: Okay! I’ll get started. Give me ten minutes.