Aria is the unluckiest person since her parents died 15 years ago. With a sick sister and almost being evicted from her home, her only chance is to babysit the children of the owner of Italy’s largest company, Giovanni Mancini. However, what she does not imagine is that he is also the head of the largest mafia in Italy and that his fate is intertwined with his through the past. Over time, they both fall in love but, Aria will be able to survive and accept a life of lies, intrigues, kidnappings and deaths? Can an ordinary woman stand the relationship with the Don of the mafia?
View MoreGiovanni couldn’t be more ready for that mission. It would be the day they’d rescue Aria and her baby. His men had already gone forward, disguised, to cover the ground and investigate.At that time, Lorenzo and Cassandra were already safe at home, which was someone less to worry about Giovanni. They and their closest agents were in a private jet and his gun was ready to fire a bullet right into Yuri Orlov’s head, he would regret hurting his daughter and kidnapping the woman he loved. And for all the other crimes he had committed against his family. He looked to the side and noticed Alissa and Mateo. It was hard for them too and Giovanni would allow revenge of both. "Be careful today, you two. You two are the ones I trust most. Even after your betrayal, Alissa, I know it was for a good cause." Mateo stood in front of his girlfriend, but, Giovanni just laughed. "Don’t worry. Alissa has done a lot for us and I understand why she acted as she did. Don’t worry, you’re safe."Sighing w
When Mateo showed her the picture of Aria’s grandfather and uncle, Alissa knew that her suspicions were correct.Looking at the photo of Mikhail Orlov, she felt repulsion. The desire to shoot in the middle of the face of that bastard and take that smile off his face, was huge. She promised herself that she would do it. Alissa would no longer be afraid and avenge her parents.They died just for information, but what kind? Would it be something about Aria’s parents? She’d have to find out. Now because of Natasha, they had some leads. Unfortunately, Alissa was dying of pain because of those sons of bitches. Then, Mateo would have to do the job for her. But soon, she could at least be up to give the final blow. ------The first place they decided to investigate was, incredibly, Alissa’s old house. The macabre place where her parents had been murdered. In this case, she thanked for not having to go there."My parents always kept copies of every investigation." she told Mateo through the
Lorenzo returned to the hospital room. The doctor took tests to check his health and recommended a psychologist.Cassandra had awakened at that moment and noticing the silence of Lorenzo, asked what happened. He hugged her strongly and this time, it was his turn to cry in her arms. Cassandra confronted him, allowing him to just cry without asking questions.-----Giovanni left them alone and sat briefly in the waiting room. He moved his feet anxiously. This time he checked the person who had died himself and yes, it was her, Natasha, his ex-wife. She was really dead. A hurricane of thoughts took over Giovanni’s mind. Many things were happening at the same time, and sometimes it was too much even for him. He needed to reorganize his thoughts. Had Natasha’s death been a move of Orlov? Probably not. Your ex would never do that if it was not by his own choice. The pieces still needed to fit. "Damn." Giovanni cursed mentally, he had never felt so lost as now. Aria was still missing, the
Chapter 49 - Surgery.Today was the most important day for Lorenzo and Cassandra. The day of the transplant.Lorenzo hugged her from behind when he saw her thoughtful. The bedroom window was open, showing a dubbed time."Are you nervous?" he asked, giving her a kiss on the cheek.Cassandra hugged him and held his hand. "I wish Aria was here. She would like to be." "Sure, she would. But my dad will be there. I know it’s not the same thing but..." Lorenzo said with a sigh. "I’m sorry she wasn’t here." Cassandra smiled, reaching his face and stroking his cheek. "It’s not your fault, dear." It was the first time she called him that. "Of any family, my father’s old family would hunt us forever. Without you to help us, I wouldn’t know what to do. I’m sure Aria will come back to us. I’m the one who’s useless and can’t do anything." Cassandra said angrily in her voice. " Don’t say that!" Lorenzo raised the tone of his voice." You saved me, Cassandra. We all love you here. I love you. You a
Natasha drove towards the hideout. She had expected them to take Aria, but that they attacked Laura was not a thought that had passed through her mind.Natasha pressed the steering wheel hard, the car almost hit a pole. How did they have the courage to attack their little girl?Family was everything and the Russian mafia was her family. But, their children were too. And they were more important than their first family.Natasha had called Orlav, to be aware of the latest events and he said with his cold and cynical voice:"We tried to kill the traitor and my granddaughter, unfortunately failed. Ah, your daughter was together. Maybe she can not wake up. Sorry, we were in a hurry." He said without any guilt or remorse. After all, who was not important to him, was not important to the mafia.Natasha drove as fast as she could, that bastard would pay. But she couldn’t act hastily. She took a deep breath and focused her thoughts on going to her daughter first and taking care of Orlav later.
As Mikhail had promised, Aria was invited to dinner. And she would not risk denying his presence.She woke up with a knock on the door and a red dress hanging in her wardrobe. Now they decided what she should wear? Aria clenched her fists, she was not their property. But it was better to cooperate.She wore the dress that had a slight V-neck and a slit in the leg. Put on her silver shoes and went out.Aria was not silly, she could have been taken by them and deprived of any interaction with the outside world. But there should be some way to get contact or escape.The nanny watched the corridor and unfortunately there was nothing interesting in the place, just two more rooms. Without seeing, Aria went down the stairs towards the dining room.The two Orlav men were sitting in mahogany chairs while dinner had been served at the same material table.Yuri Orlav looked at his granddaughter with a smile that Aria did not return. Her uncle did the same, comparing her to her mother. "You look
On the way home, Cassandra didn’t know how to feel anymore. A void took hold of her for a few moments, she didn’t know who she was anymore. Much had happened, revelations about her family, but Cassandra cared only for her sister and she had been taken away again. She couldn’t take it anymore.Lorenzo shook her hand as she began to tremble. Silent tears began to run down Cassandra’s face and she finally collapsed. Lorenzo hugged her as she cried and clung to him. All the way to the Mancini home followed filled by such a moment.When they left the car, there was only silence. Cassandra’s tears had already dried. Laura was taken to her room, with doctors and nurses on her heels, to install the child in her old accommodation. She had not yet opened her eyes. Cassandra shook the little girl’s hand, but there was no answer. Would life smile again for them one day? Cassandra and Aria’s lives changed drastically when they met the Mancinis. They have known more love and affection, but also
Aria woke up with a headache again. She wasn’t having much luck lately. Her eyes took long to open completely. Until finally, the nanny could see where I was.The room had blue walls, was simple and clean. It did not have many furniture, all light and solid wood. There was only a desk, a wardrobe and a nightstand with a lamp. The windows were closed, but it was already dark and you could see the moon by the transparency of it. Aria stood up and looked at the place, she almost fell, because a slight dizziness hit her. She leaned in at the desk and was surprised to see a picture of a family: The father, the man best known as his grandfather who had been his tenant for years; a woman with brown hair and green eyes, probably his grandmother; an 18 year old young man whom she knew very well, his father, with deep brown eyes and finally a young man of 13 years old very similar to the previous one, only that he had green eyes.The door opened and Aria heard a whistle, green eyes stared at h
That day returned in her dreams again. This happened from time to time, proof that this dark moment would always remain in your subconscious.Her parents were dead on the ground, blood had splattered on her face and her gaze was of terror. Her body was shaking and Alissa was afraid to look up. As much as the vision in front of him was frightening, what was in another direction was even more scary.However, something distracted her for a second, a whistle, or rather a sequence of whistles. An unrecognizable pattern.Soon the sound stopped and Alissa’s face was pulled up, being forced to look up and observe green eyes. "Let’s play, sweetie? Don’t worry, we won’t kill you." The voice dragged said.And Alissa heard laughter mixed with the sound of a huge bang. She woke up in panic, eyes wide, sweating and trembling with fear. A familiar smell calmed her somehow, it was Mateo who was hugging." Calm down, I’m here. It was just an explosion." He whispered so quietly that only she could hear
Screams.Smoke.Fire.Blood.Giovanni wiped the blood from his face and got into the car, as if he hadn't caused chaos behind him.He straightened his blue tie and answered the ringing phone. His secretary, Anne, was calling him at the worst possible time.“Mr. Mancini, I'm calling to inform you that the last nanny has quit. We're running out of options. I don't know who to hire if even the trained women in our midst aren't enough.”“I don't care, Anne. That's your job to sort out. The children have to accept someone. There's no time to deal with them.”“There is one last option, sir, but I think your children's wish is...”“Then bring that last option and don't disturb me any more for today.” He said, turning off his cell phone without even saying goodbye.As the car left its trail of destruction behind, someone woke up gasping in the cold of the night.The images were still fresh in his mind, screams, smoke, fire, blood, death.It all seemed so recent, as if 12 years had not passed....
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