Married to Mafia Boss novel Chapter 46

Chapter 46

Marco POV

Sabrina looked up, saying angrily: “I’m eighteen now, not a child anymore. Why can you

ou do whatever you want, but you have to control everything i do?

Marco replied sternly: “Because I’m your brother.”

‘Does being my brother give you the right to make me soak in cold water? Does being my brother give you the right to be so harsh with me? As the ke, Sabrina began crying loudly without restraint, her small frame shaking with each sob.

“Crying won’t help. With that attitude, I can send you back with three months of house arrest. Knowing this little girl was just pretending to be pitiful, Marco hardened his heart against her act.

“None of you like me, you’ve all abandoned me, you always bully me…” The more she spoke, the louder she cried.

“Don’t change the subject. We’re discussing what happened tonight, Marco emphasized the undeniable fact.

“You’re just bullying me.” The girl wiped her eyes, glaring at Marco with reddened eyes.

Marco shouted angrily: “Sabrina!”

Sabrina rubbed her eyes fiercely and screamed back: “What? Are you saying I can’t even call out your bullying?”

*Clean yourself up. Tomorrow you’re going back to America. Learn some manners, learn about respecting elders, learn about propriety and shame. Dati you learn these things properly, don’t even think about going out again.” With that, Marco stood up and walked away, giving her no chance to respond.

Sabrina slapped the water in desperation: “Marco, what right do you have to do this? I’m eighteen, I’m an adult, you can’t interfere with my freedom.”

Marco stopped, turning back: “Addressing your elder brother by his first name, showing no respect–add another month of house arrest.”

‘Marco…”

‘Five months!”

Sabrina howled in frustration but dared not speak recklessly again.

She knew that her brother always meant what he said. When she go into trouble, other family elders might forgive her, but this brother never left room for negotiation.

Marco had controlled her since childhood, forbidding this and that. She had to stand properly, sit properly–if anything wasn’t right, she’d be sent back to learn aristocratic etiquette.

When she was younger and he was less busy, his supervision was somewhat understandable.

But now she was eighteen and he was twenty–eight. Why, wasn’t he finding a girlfriend instead of meddling in her affairs?

Such a stone–hearted man, willing to punish an irresistibly beautiful girl like her–no wonder no girl would ever like him.

“Miss, the young master does all this for your own good,” Mary, the housekeeper of Night Villa, approached with a smile. ‘He cares for you so much, how could he be bullying you?”

“Mary, even you’re taking his side. I don’t want to live anymore.” Sabrina plunged her head underwater in frustratio would happen to her newly established acting career?

restricted her movements, what

Mary smiled and said, ‘Miss, please come out now. If you stay in any longer, you might catch a cold, and then you’ll have to take medicine.”

At the mention of medicine, Sabrina splashed her way out of the pool, allowing Mary to help her into a bathrobe.

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Mary continued, “Miss, let me accompany you to your room to freshen up. Later, perhaps you can say tome nice words to do young mustes, and mayha heti – reduce your confinement.”

Sabrina didn’t dare hope for this, because throughout her life, whenever she fell into his hands, she never escaped punishment

However, now that she was an adult, for the sake of her acting career, she had to try to negotiate this time.

After washing up, Sabrina changed into a clean, warm teddy bear pajama set.

Just eighteen years old, her beautiful face was delicately rosy, making her particularly endearing.

She pressed her little head against the study door to listen for a moment, then took a quiet breath before knocking. Only after hearing “Come in did the dare to push the door open.

She walked to Marco’s desk, lowering her head obediently: “Brother-”

Marco looked up at her. With the thick makeup washed off, she looked much more pleasant, and his voice unconsciously softened: “What is it?

“Nothing.” Sabrina ran behind him and began gently pounding his back with her small fists. “You’re tired from work. I’ll help you relax a bit by massaging your back.”

Marco removed her hands: “If there’s nothing else, go to bed early. Tomorrow morning’s flight to America leaves early

“Brother, I just signed a contract for a Roman drama. The contract is already finalized, and they’re waiting for me to join the production,” Sabrina said with a shameless smile.

After years of oppression, she had finally learned that a girl must know when to yield.

I’ll arrange for someone to handle these matters for you.” Marco had no intention of relenting. A child of the Vittorio family absolutely could not enter the corrupting world of entertainment.

In just half a year, she had dared to dress provocatively and dance with men. Given more time, who knew what she might do.

Sabrina bit her little canine teeth anxiously and emphasized again: ‘I’ve already signed the contract. Breaking it would require paying ten times the penalty.”

“I said I’ll have someone handle it,” Marco’s voice was severe, exactly like an elder disciplining a disobedient child.

“What right do you have-

“Hmm?” Marco raised an eyebrow, effectively silencing what Sabrina was about to say.

‘Fine, I’ll go back. But I’ll tell Grandfather how you always bully me, and he’ll make you pay for it, Knowing Marco wouldn’t budge, Sabrina stopped wasting effort and began thinking of alternatives.

She absolutely would not return to America. As for how to stay, she needed to devise a plan to avoid being caught by her rigid brother again.

After Sabrina left, Marco called Mary on the intercom and instructed her to bring Sabrina a bowl of ginger soup to prevent her from catching cold.

After giving detailed instructions, Marco returned to his work, continuing until one in the morning.

Before going to bed, he visited Sabrina’s room, tucking the little girl–who had half her body exposed outside the covers–back under the blanket.

“You little troublemaker, when will you grow up? When will you stop making people worry about you?” Marco stroked her forehead, his eyes showing unprecedented tenderness, his tone full of indulgence.

He stroked Sabrina’s forehead again and said, /Sleep well. Tomorrow I’ll send you back to America. I don’t have time to look after you here.”

After adjusting her blanket once more, Marco turned to leave.

‘Ross Val…”

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Just as he reached the door, Sabrina mumbled this name in her sleep, causing Marco’s expression to suddenly daches, Reening brightening, ma

The next day, Marco sat in the living room reading the newspaper, waiting for Sabrina to wake up for breakfast fogether. Shotly at Harp misked. downstairs in a panic: ‘Young master, the young miss is gone.

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