Mafia King's First Love

wd with growing unease. Where was Ethan? Her heart raced as she searched for a familiar face, but there was no sign of him. No sign of anyone fro

racing thoughts. As she stood there, the noise around her seemed to fade-airport taxis honking, travelers greeti

p beside her. The door opened, and a man stepped out, sharply dressed in

His voice was pol

he replied cautiously, her fingers twitching slightly,

nt me to pick you up from

Mrs. Taylor? She felt her breath

intended, her gaze locking on him as though the fo

maintained his professionalism. "I suppos

tanding still as the world around her kept moving. Luggage carts rattled nearby, people hurried past her, yet all of it bl

e ground had shifted beneath her feet. She forced herself to nod, thoug

ment settled over her shoulders like a heavy cloak, making the warm glow of the airport's lights feel distant and co

indow, the city lights reflecting in her wide, unseeing eyes. E

--

ate, its familiar stone walls and perfectly manicured gardens bathed in the soft glow of twilight. This was the place she grew up,

lliams. She smiled softly to herself. Soon, she would become Cloe Taylor-Ethan's wife. Their childhood love, once just a dream, was now on

of jasmine filled the evening air, but something felt... off. The mansion loomed before her, silent and still. The grand oak

mind whirling with confusion. Where was everyone? She had expected someone-anyone-from the family to be waiting

front of the mansion. Her stomach tightene

not yo

efore her, just as she remembered-ornate chandeliers, polished surfaces gleaming under the golden light. But somethi

in these halls-taller, more confident, her long, orange hair cascading down her back, glowing against her pearl-white skin. Her green eyes flickered like ocean waves, and

ther step, a cold, sharp

finally

turned and saw Elizabeth Taylor standing at the top of the staircase. Her imposing figure was frame

a Ro

a shadow, always competing for his attention. And now, here she was, standi

Sofia d

miled and spoke, "Hello,

aids exchanged uneasy glances, shifting uncomfortably. So

d, a mocking smirk curli

d why Elizabeth was behaving this way. Where was the warmth, the welcome she ha

with loathing. As they approached, Sofia's eyes flared with anger and-was it fear? Cloe noticed the way Sofia's hands trembled sli

with a flicker of panic-if Ethan saw her now, there was no way he would give her up. Sofia's

calm her, before turning her full attentio

your home, Cl

r her. She opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out. Her heart pounded in her chest as she looked around, helpless, searching for any si

wrong-this wasn't how she had imagined her return. She felt a hollow pit form in her stomach as s

a slight, triumphant smirk. It was then that Cloe re