My Mafia Husband Married His Mistress Chapter 02
I stared at the marriage registration date in disbelief.
They’d registered their marriage the very next day after I caught them.
I didn’t even remember leaving the law firm.
The next thing I knew, I was back inside our penthouse suite.
The dinner Roman cooked for me yesterday was still sitting on the table.
He’d never let me do housework. He wouldn’t even let me pour my own water.
And now he was telling me our entire marriage had been a lie.
Beep.
The front door unlocked.
I grabbed a pillow and hurled it across the room.
“Roman Cade, you liar!”
“Oh, Sienna. Don’t be so dramatic.”
A blonde woman with sharp features stepped inside.
Elara Vance.
“How do you have the code to my home?”
“Sienna, I knew you’d come back eventually.”
Elara walked in gracefully, one hand resting against the slight curve of her stomach.
“Roman said you disappeared after running out of the resort and nobody could reach you. Since you already said you were done ‘caring’ about him, I’ll just be honest.”
Her eyes swept over me slowly, clearly enjoying my shock.
“I’m Roman’s legal wife. This penthouse is under my name too. I don’t just have the code.”
She smiled.
“I live here.”
Then she walked closer.
“Every time Roman gave you water, you slept like the dead. Didn’t matter how loudly we argued. You never woke up.”
She leaned near my ear and lowered her voice.
“Sometimes you had nightmares and grabbed Roman’s hand. He’d comfort you with one arm while holding me with the other.”
“The next morning, I could barely walk. He had to carry me to the car like a princess.”
Everything in my head went blank.
That was why Roman never let me pour my own drinks.
Because he needed to lace them first.
Before I could even react, Elara tossed a stack of photos into my lap.
“Let’s be real, Sienna. Roman never loved you. Marrying you was a charity case. No real mafia boss wants a damaged omega.”
She smirked.
“We even recreated the positions from that night with those five Alpha. It was incredible.”
“Maybe deep down, you actually enjoyed it?”
The photos.
The ones Roman swore he destroyed.
My hands started shaking violently.
“You disgusting monsters… you twisted woman!”
I lunged at her.
The front door suddenly slammed open.
“Elara! What are you doing here?”
Roman rushed inside, then looked at me. “Sienna, listen to me, I can explain—”
Before he could finish, Elara let out a piercing scream and crashed hard against the coffee table.
“Elara!!”
Roman’s face went white instantly.
I still hadn’t processed what happened before his backhand slammed across my face and knocked me onto the floor.
He stood over me, furious.
My ears rang so hard I could barely hear.
“Sienna Hartley!”
“If anything happens to my child, I’ll make you pay!”
