The Mafioso's Corpse Bride

chapter 30

HER VISION was filled with the brightest color of white, which made her squint her eyes as soon as she opened them.

She could feel her head throbbing badly and her body aching all over.

When she roamed her eyes again to look at the place, she was met by the unfamiliar furnishings, which made her crease her forehead.

"W . . . Where am I?" she asked, almost in a panic at the sight of unfamiliarity. She couldn't remember anything at all, especially how she ended up in such a bad state.

Coincidentally, a man wearing a white coat and a woman wearing a uniform came inside her room.

The two of them looked freshly cleaned. As soon as their eyes met hers, their eyes widened in shock for a second.

"Y-You're finally awake, madam!" the man uttered in a stuttering manner. The relief in their voices could be heard, followed by the woman quickly grabbing the telephone to call someone over.

"What happened? Who are you?" Althea inquired.  It feels like her head would explode at any moment at just the thought of her thinking.

"I-I'm a doctor at this hospital, and you have been in a coma for the past three months," the man explained to her, which made her squint her eyes.

"R-Really?" she asked. She couldn't remember anything at all, even when she tried to. "T-Then who am I?" Althea inquired.

The two people looked at each other for a second before she noticed the man gulp.

It oddly seemed that they feared staring right into her eyes for a second.

"Y-Your name is Althea, madam," the doctor said, which just made her nod her head.

She blinked at the unfamiliar name she had. How come she couldn't even feel a sense of attachment to it at all?

"Why was I in a coma?" she asked again, and by chance, the door opened and a striking man appeared out of nowhere.

As soon as her eyes met his, she felt breathless.

"You were in a car accident not too long ago, and you suffered from a severe trauma to the head," the doctor explained before the man quietly sat down by her side. "A-Alright, I'll leave the two of you for the time being and check for your vitality for assurance," he added as though he was in a frantic manner to escape the room.

Once the two of them were the only ones occupying space, the man automatically held onto her hands.

His hands were as cold as ice, but for some reason, it was the only sense of familiarity in this foreign place.

"Mi amor," the man called out, which made her flinch for a second. She couldn't remember anything, but hearing those words sent a shiver down her spine.

"You have no idea how worried I was when you were rushed to the hospital at that time," the man said. She only blinked her eyes again. She had no idea what her relationship was with this man, but he looked genuine when he looked at her with those eyes.

"W-Who are you?" she asked him, followed by him gently lifting her hand before pressing it with his lips.

She felt the warmth from his breath as a smirk erupted through his face.

"I'm your husband, Israel Sibal," the man introduced himself. "We have been married for about a year and a half now, but not too long ago, you were with a friend when you two came to a tragic car accident," he explained.

Althea just nodded her head. She has no idea if those were true or not, but she just believes them anyway.

Who would even dare to lie to her when she's in such a horrid state?

"S-So, is my name Althea Sibal?" she asked again after a few seconds. The man just nodded his head. "H-How about the friend I was with? How is he doing?" She noticed the man stopped for a second before he smiled bitterly at her.

"I'm sorry, Amor, but she died in the car crash." As soon as she heard those words, she felt a stabbing pain in her chest for a moment.

It felt as though, even if she couldn't remember who that person was, he was dear to her.

"Her name was Wendy, and she was a dear friend of yours," he added. Tears started roaming her eyes as she felt breathless from the news.

Israel just comforted her, the best way he could, as she held her tightly in his arms.

"It's alright, I'm here," the man said. "I'll always be here by your side."

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A FEW DAYS have gone by, and she is now discharged from the hospital. Israel took her home, and gradually she got used to the people who would warmly greet her.

When she first set foot in Sibal's household, she felt as though she already knew the place from every corner. It was safe to say that she knew this place and that everything Israel said was the truth to her, being his loveable wife.

However, something feels off about the people around the place. Even when they would smile at her, she could sometimes notice their hands trembling or their eyes full of glare as though they had an unspoken hatred for her.

She just brushed off all of those on the side and lived her life in peace, haunted at night by her husband, who would devour her ruthlessly.

She moaned at the top of her lungs as soon as she felt his lips travel towards her lower region.

She felt ticklish from the inside as the man caressed her gently from above. Slowly, when his lips reached her peak, she bit her lip to avoid bearing the sensation before she automatically closed her legs.

The man was vigorous in each and every movement. It felt as though he had long known her.

Once she felt her body quivering from the weirdly intoxicating pleasure, something from the inside came out, and she saw the man lick his bottom lip.

"Amor," the man called out in a husky voice before he unzipped his pants. She, on the other hand, stretched her arms into the thin air, inviting him to devour her completely.

In one instance, the man kissed her lips, his tongue intertwining with hers while his rod stuck inside hers.

The two of them were colliding with one another, the smell of erotica engulfing the four corners of the room, followed by the sound of their flesh kissing from below.

Once the man reached his end together with hers, Althea gasped from the sensation, followed by a sweet smile forming on her lips.

"I knew it; I'm home," she said while staring at the overflowing liquid dripping from her below.

The man, on the other hand, let out a sneer before he devoured her once again.

"Yes, you're home," the man commented before their lips intertwined.