Forced To Be The Mafia King's Bride (by Oma Green) novel Chapter 105

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Chapter 105: I was Going To Make Them Pay

Dante’s POV

I made my voice calm, even though inside I was furious at Selene for ruining everything. For exposing all of this in such a manner, especially in front of Gianna.

“I understand you’re upset. You have every right to be angry about Esme.” My voice came out level, controlled. ” But you need to understand your place in this house, Selene. You’re my sister–in–law. That is it. I make the decisions as head of this family. No one, not even you, has the right to question me or my choices.”

Bruno hovered nearby, waiting for my order.

I jerked my chin at him.

“Take her to her room.”

Bruno moved toward her, hands out to grab her, but Selene jerked away, breathing hard.

“You disgust me.” Her voice dripped with hate. “I cannot stand to look at you. My sister would be rolling in her grave at your betrayal.”

Bruno reached for her again. Selene slapped his hand away and began moving.

“Don’t touch me. I can walk.”

But as she moved past the table, she swept her arm across it in rage. Plates, glasses and food crashed to the floor

in a loud rain of mess.

Arielle flinched with each crash and wrapped her arms around herself.

Selene looked around at all of us, her eyes full of rage.

“That murderer’s daughter will never take my sister’s place. You hear me, Dante? Even if I have to destroy everything you have built.” 1

Bruno’s face tightened. He had had enough. He ignored her protests and picked her up in his arms.

“Put me down. You are all…”

Bruno kept walking. He carried her up the stairs, her voice echoing through the hall until it faded.

The words still rang in my ears.

I turned and went straight to Gianna. She was shaking. Tears ran down her face. I had never seen her this broken

before.

“Gianna.”

I cupped her shoulders gently, leaning close so she would focus on me.

“Pretty doll, look at me.”

Her eyes finally lifted. They were empty and lost.

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Chapter 105 I was Going To Make Thern Pay

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“Alfonso will take you upstairs,” I murmured. “Go to the room and wait for me. Please.”

She nodded weakly. Her mouth opened like she wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

Alfonso arrived as I helped her up, placing her in his hands. Before leaving, she gave Arielle one last look full of apology and pain, then followed him out.

When they had gone, I turned to Arielle. She was still standing there, crying. Her whole body shook.

“Princess.”

I took a step toward her.

She took two steps back.

“Do not.” Her voice was so quiet I almost did not hear it. “Do not come near me.”

“Arielle, hear me. There is a reason. A real reason…”

“Explain?” She looked up at me, her face red and wet with tears. “Explain what, Dad? That you are marrying the daughter of Mom’s killer? What could make this okay?”

“It’s more complicated than you think.”

“Then make it simple.” She screamed it. Her voice echoed in the big room. “Make it simple for me because right now I do not understand anything.”

I ran my hand through my hair, trying to find the right words.

“I’m doing this for you. But I cannot tell you why yet.

“Cannot or will not?”

“Both.”

She laughed. It was a horrible sound. Nothing like her real laugh.

“Of course you will not tell me. You never tell me anything.”

“That is not true…”

“It is true.” She was yelling again. “After Mom died, you left me for months. Do you know what that felt like? I was nine, Dad. Nine. And you were gone. Aunt Selene had to raise me. And when you finally came back, you gave me nothing. No answers. Nothing except ‘I had business to handle.“”

“I was trying to protect you…”

“From what?” She threw her hands in the air. “From the truth? Well guess what, Dad. The truth found me anyway. It always does.”

“Princess, I know you are upset. You have every right to be. But I need you to trust me…”

“Trust you?” She wiped her face with the back of her hand. “You want me to trust you? After this?”

“Yes.”

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“Why should I?” Her voice thinned, shaking. “Give me one good reason.”

My throat felt tight.

“Because I am your father.”

“That is not enough anymore.”

“What do you want me to say?” My voice dropped. Not loud, just tired. “Tell me what you need to hear.”

“I need the truth.” She could barely speak through the crying. “Why are you doing this? Why are you marrying her? Why would you bring her into our home? Why let me get close to her when you knew who her father was?”

“I cannot tell you yet.”

“Then we are done talking.”

She turned away.

I grabbed her arm. Not hard, but enough to keep her there.

“Arielle. Do not do this. Do not walk away from me.”

She looked down at my hand, then up at my face. Her eyes looked different, like she was looking at a stranger.

“Let go of me.”

“Not until you listen…”

“I said let go.

She pulled her arm back.

“I listened to you my whole life. I believed everything you told me. I made excuses for you. I told myself you were grieving. That you needed time. That you loved me even when you were not there.” Each word grew louder. “But this? This is too much.”

“Arielle….”

“Do you even care how I feel?” The tears kept coming. “Do you care that this hurts me? That seeing you with her makes me sick? That knowing you chose her, the daughter of the man who killed my mother, makes me feel like I do not even know you anymore?”

“Of course I care. You mean everything to me.”

“I am not everything to you.” She shook her head. “If I was, you would not do this.”

Her words burned.

She was not wrong about me disappearing into my own pain. But she did not know the reason behind the choices I was making.

I could not tell her this was about her mother’s inheritance, money that should be hers, money I planned to give her when she was older.

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“I love you more than anything. I would never do something to hurt you. What I am doing is for you. It is to get back what belongs to you, whether you believe it or not.”

“That is your line every time. ‘It is for you.‘ But it never feels like it.” She sobbed harder. “You should never have brought us here. I want to leave. Right now.”

I felt like someone had punched a hole in my chest.

Minutes ago she was so happy to be here. And now she wanted to go back.

“You have betrayed our family, Dad. Aunt Selene is right. You are selfish. All you care about is yourself, your revenge, your plans, your business.”

“Arielle, that is not fair…”

“Not fair? None of this is fair. Mom dying was not fair. You leaving me was not fair. And this is the worst.”

I reached for her again without thinking, my hands shaking now.

“Princess, please. Just let me hold you. Let me calm you down…”

“Do not touch me.” She pulled away fast. “I do not want to hear anything from you. I do not want to see you.” 1

She ran toward the stairs.

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