The Mafia's Hidden Obsession
Zaverio's eyes blazed with intense obsession. "You're mine to claim, and possess. I'll do whatever it takes to make you mine again, Alma."
Alma's heart raced as she struggled to get out of his grip. "You can't own me, Zaverio. I'm not a slave to your selfish desires. Do not play with fire."
Zaverio's voice dropped to a menacing whisper. "You're mine, Alma and so is that baby in your womb. I'll chase you to the ends of the earth, I'll burn down the world or burn in hell to keep you by my side."
Alma's voice trembled with fear and desire. "You're a monster, Zaverio."
Zaverio's face twisted into a snarl. "And you're the beauty to my beast, my cruelty, my obsession."
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Alma Sinatra, a beautiful and innocent young woman, has been bound to the Riccardo estate as a housegirl. But her life takes a dramatic turn when she falls deeply in love with Zaverio Enzo Riccardo, the son of the powerful and feared Italian drug lord, Don Riccardo. Their forbidden romance blossoms in secret, with Zaverio reciprocating Alma's affections. But their love is torn apart when Zaverio departs for Italy, rumored to be groomed to take over his father's criminal empire.
Years pass, and Zaverio returns, transformed into a ruthless and cunning man. His cold exterior hides a dark past, and his eyes no longer sparkle with the warmth Alma once knew. Though his indifference pierces her soul, Alma's love remains unwavering even when Zaverio's desire for her body is undeniable. They engage in a passionate yet dangerous dance, Alma clings to the hope that Zaverio will rediscover the love they once shared.
Will she be able to penetrate the armor of the man he has become, or will their love be forever lost to the darkness?
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Chapter: 13ZaverioMy open curtains let in morning light, which painted the walls a delicate shade of gold. With my mind still blurry from the last of my sleep, I stretched leisurely. The day went on, with yet more meetings and conversations that I didn't want to be a part of. I was already thinking about Alma and how she had appeared the previous evening, with her eyes far away and her lips pressed into a thin line. She had struck me as unusual, but I had chosen to ignore it. She would come to me when she was ready, I promised myself.I hoped her leaving the mansion was a dream. Yet, the typical murmur of the house felt... different when I entered the hall. Alma's gentle presence, her hurried steps, and the faint hum of her voice as she went about her duties were all gone. As I made my way to the east wing, my chest clenched with anxiety.Her door was open, letting a tiny bit of light into the hallway through the slightest crack. I opened it, hoping to see her organizing her belongings or cl
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Chapter: 12AlmaWhen I walked out of the Riccardo's building for what I knew would be the last time, the morning air was clear and calm. The black of the sprawling building behind was barely visible in the golden light of the rising sun. The soft rustle of leaves and the distant chirp of birds rising to a new day were the only sounds to break the heavy silence. It would have been peaceful but every step I took pulled me farther away from the area where I had left so much of my heart. My chest felt crushed.The weight of the burden in my chest was heavier than the little suitcase I was holding. Naturally, my fingers touched my stomach, a silent reassurance of the life that was growing inside of me. It seemed unreal to consider that I would be gone by the time the sun rose. Doubt and the hope of a new beginning would replace a whole lot which I had recognised."Alma, are you sure about this?" The silence become damaged by the voice of Maria, one of the maids who had assisted me with packing. Her
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Chapter: 11ZAVERIO’S POV “Ple-ease, sir” The man tied to the chair in one of my many empty warehouses pleaded for his life. His eyes bounced around wildly from me to the several men standing around him. “You stole from me.” My voice sounded tired to my eyes and I squared my shoulders and snapped myself out of my momentary weakness. “Do you know what happens to people who steal from me?” “I swear, Mr. Zaverio I didn’t steal from you.” He shivered, licking his dry lips that had been cracked open with a couple fists. “You can look at the books-” I laughed, holding up several books. “You mean these ones? Yes my accountant took a look at it and it was clean.” His shoulders sagged in relief, but the terror returned to his eyes when I spoke. “But, they were too clean Damien. My father was not a fool and he didn’t raise a fool. I can smell a rat from a mile away and you smell very much like a rat.” He shook his head. “I have a family, my wife cann-” I gripped his cheeks, abruptly ending his speech
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Chapter: 10ALMA’S POV It had been a long painful week after the event that occurred in the dining hall. Mrs. Riccardo made sure to punish the staff and I ignored all the evil eyes sent in my direction. It was the only way to make it through the day without bursting into tears. All kinds of relationships were frowned upon in the Riccardo's estate. I had seen one too many couples sent packing after being discovered by the all seeing eye of the estate; Mrs. Riccardo. There had also been a few whose contracts had been terminated due to a blossoming friendship. It made the huge house dull and cold, but Mrs. Riccardo loved misery; and it always needed company. I stopped scrubbing the kitchen for a minute, wiggling my toes and wincing when I felt a painful tingle. I had been on my knees for hours, doing the chore no one wanted to do. It was a unanimous opinion that I was the cause of Mrs. Riccardo’s raging mood. I didn’t argue; there was no use. Letting out a silent breath I moved my body back t
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Chapter: 9Alma’s PoV I sneezed into my elbow and sniffled, rubbing a finger under my cold nose. Walking under the rain was a wrong decision but there was no use thinking about the past, what I was reaping now was the consequence of my action. Sneezing once more, I took deep breaths praying this was all to it. Mrs. Riccardo would probably kill me if I sneezed around her and I couldn’t afford any pay cut from my salary. Falling sick was also not an option; nothing except doing my job perfectly was an option. I worked my nose every which way until I was sure it was safe for me to step out of my room, I slapped my face as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. My cheeks stung but they had a healthy red color instead of the deathly pale one that had been sitting there. I winced with every step I took, favoring my right leg to ease the burn from the cuts I had sustained on my left foot. Luckily, when she was sane enough to take stock of her body, the wound had been cleared; there was no debris s
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Chapter: 8Alma’s PoV The party was still in full swing by the time I returned and I accepted the tray a fellow maid handed to me. My face stung but I didn’t dare touch my face and lose concentration or god forbid bump into anyone. I also didn’t look past anyone’s shoulders; my eyes were pinned to the ground to avoid any distractions. I felt a couple of eyes on my back and my body heated up and cooled when I realized the second pair was Mrs. Riccardo’s. Her eyes thinned when I looked at her, and I snapped my head forward, scolding myself for moving contrary to the promise I had made to myself. The unknown woman who had slapped my hand away was still hanging on Zaverio’s arm like a monkey. I refused to break another rule so I strengthened the walls around my heart, weaving through the crowd like a ballerina. At a point my body began to move on its own, while the rest of me disconnected. My feet were killing me but I had gotten one strike this evening and had managed to escape by chance or lu
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