The Runaway Mafia Bride: Hidden in Shadows

per took a deep breath, her heart pounding in her chest as she entered the dimly lit room. Marc

his tone surprisingly neutral. "I wa

n her stomach. The library was a refuge of sorts, but tonig

f armchairs near the firep

led. Marco took the seat opposite her, his gaze fi

ice soft but firm. "You must be feeling overwhelmed. But I

apprehension. "I'm doing my best to

errari family doesn't take kindly to disobedience or betr

as clear. Isabella swallowed hard, n

left the library, she would begin her secret preparations. The weight of her decision pressed heavily

hours studying the mansion's layout, noting the security measures, and listening for a

re strategically placed, and guards patrolled the grounds around the clock. Isabel

ther a few essential items for her escape-some cash, a change of clothes, and a small, inconspic

art race, but the desire for freedom outweighed her apprehension. She had to ta

hen the guards were less vigilant and the estate was quieter. The small side gate near the servant

a pang of nostalgia for the simple life she once knew. Her father's bookstore, the scent

nd her role in their grand plan. Isabella nodded and made appropriate respo

he left, Isabella's sense of urgency heightened. She quickly gathered her thoughts and headed to her room. The fea

n's oppressive silence seemed to close in around her. She moved swiftly and silently, her h

ook towards freedom, her mind raced with thoughts of what could go wrong

s' quarters, with its minimal security, was the key to her escape.

Isabella stepped into the night. The moon cast long shadows across the estate,

er than its intended splendor. As she approached the gate, the cold night air filled he

ncertain, but for the first time in days, she felt a glimmer of hope. Her escape was not yet com