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Amandolo- My Cruel Mafia Man? chapter 9
"I know what just happened was probably scary for you girls but can you please be quiet?!" Angelo stood on the stage with all of us seated around him, the room fell silent. "Thank you" he cleared his throat before looking around the room "Obviously it's not safe here anymore. If the Russians know we are here then all of our enemies know we're here" "stating the obvious" Sasha muttered, crossing her arms over her chest"Sasha did I ask for your contribution?" he stared at her until she submitted, shaking her head. "good. now we need to relocate the club... and that's going to take some time. so whilst we do that you girls are moving onto the estate" "seriously?" Sasha shot up off her seat, excitement rushing through her"yes..." Angelo trailed off, obviously worried by her giddiness... But I was worried too... not because of Sasha... The location of the estate was a mystery, I've heard rumours the whole Italian Mafia in New York lives there...and that's a lot of men with guns. Plus
Amandolo- My Cruel Mafia Man? chapter 10
'"If you don't tell us, we'll just have to take you with us and have some fun with you..." the one behind me said letting go of my hair. But before I could run he grabbed me roughly around the waist, pulling me to his body. "we could have so much fun..." he bit on my ear lobe causing a loud scream to erupt from my lips." I shot up, sweat dripping down my face. I stared blankly into the darkness, tugging the covers closer to me. I lay back down, trying to steady my breathing."Vanessa?" Christiano's voice filled the room, followed by the sound of the door shutting. He shuffled over to the bed, before sitting down on the edge. "what is wrong? I heard you screaming." the dim moonlight illuminated his face, his usually perfect hair was messy and tousled and he only wore a set of checked pyjama bottoms that hung dangerously low on his hips. "I... it was just a nightmare" he rubbed his face, sighing loudly."The Russians?" "hmm... yes" I swallowed the lump which sat in my throat. he made
Amandolo- My Cruel Mafia Man? chapter 11
The sun seeped into the room, lighting up every part. I didn't sleep all night, I couldn't stop thinking about the kiss last night. Christiano still lay fast asleep next to me, his back still facing me.I don't understand.... I wish there was some sort of.... subtitles that would come and help me out because I had no clue what was going on. Christiano hadn't just kissed me...he'd done it twice and both times had been full of emotion... It made me feel something, deep down inside of me. But he never wanted to talk about it... I know it is weird to talk about a kiss you just shared but it would really help me out here. What was he thinking? Was this his way of showing that he liked me? or am I other thinking this and this is just what he does? But I knew one thing... I couldn't be here when he woke up. I pulled the covers back, checking that I didn't wake him up. I tiptoed over to the dresser and grabbed my floral yoga pants, my black sports bra and the matching black top. I grabbed my
Amandolo- My Cruel Mafia Man? chapter 12
I slowly opened my door, checking to see if Christiano was still asleep in my bed. He wasn't, luckily. I needed a plan, I needed to make sure Sam couldn't be trusted, before Christiano found out and blew his head off regardless."you look deep in thought" Carly appeared behind me, closing the door.I sat down on the window seat, pulling my knees close to me. "Do you ever hear something and like... have no clue what to do with the information?" she gave me a puzzled expression "what have you heard?" she sat down next to me, crossing her legs and turning to face me."I... I don't really know if I'm honest. I wish I spoke Russian" "Did the men at the club say something to you?" her brown eyes dropped sadly"no... no" she perked up slightly "I... heard someone out at the bottom of the gardens... they were talking to someone on the other side of the gate... in Russian. It was suspicious and I just...I don't know what to do" I buried my face in my knees"who was it?" she asked, pushing he
Amandolo- My Cruel Mafia Man? chapter 13
Christiano~~~~~~~~I was sat in my office, Angelo sat across from me, a glass of scotch in his hand. "How is the deal going with the Americans?" I asked, picking up the smoking cigarette off the ash tray. "they want the full shipment by-" he was cut off as Carly entered the room, a disorientated look on her face."Sorry to interrupt" an awkward smile tugged at her lips."take a seat Carly" I pointed to the other seat next to Angelo. She sat down awkwardly, pushing her blonde hair behind her shoulders. In all of the years I had never seen Carly so awkward, she was always so joyful... but right now she looked as though she had seen a ghost. "What can I help you with?" I stubbed the cigarette out, before leaning forward on the desk."well.... Urm... me and the girls.... well we... ya know..." I knew she was lying to me. When Carly lied her nose twitched slightly and her eyes open fully."no i dont know..." Angelo replied for me, taking a sip of his drink."ok great..." she chirped.
Amandolo- My Cruel Mafia Man? chapter 14
The next dayChristiano~~~~~~~~"What's our plan boss?" Joey shouted above the crowed. I had gathered all of my men in the courtyard, we needed some sort of plan to get her back... but in all honesty I didn't know where she was. Sam had taken her yes, but why? I had no clue where he would take her, or who he was..."We need to gather all the intel we can. Did anyone see anything suspicious? was anyone around when he drove off?" They all stayed silent, their faces slightly awkward."When I ask a question! I expect an answer!" the rage was bubbling up inside of me, I don't like it when my things get stolen. And I especially detest it when people I care about go missing!"I.. I've heard him speaking some foreign language on the phone boss" Mario, Sam's old next door neighbour chirped up over the crowed."what did it sound like?" I asked"was it like это" Angelo added "yes! it sounded just like that!" Mario replied"So he's a Russian then" Angelo gave me a sympathetic look "Mario are y
Amandolo- My Cruel Mafia Man? chapter 15
It had been a week... a week since Sam took me. I had hoped Christiano would have come and taken me away by now... But now I'd lost all hope, I didn't care anymore, there wasn't any point of living anymore. Sam would bring me food, but I wouldn't touch it and I hadn't eaten in days. I spent every hour in the corner of the room, my knees pulled closely to my chest. "You've got to eat V." Sam pushed the tray closer towards me, but I kicked it back with my foot. "Please?" he pushed it back, crouching down next to me. Again I kicked it away, this time knocking over the glass of water in the process. "I don't want to eat. you can't force me to eat." "I need you alive for this all to work!" he grabbed the bread roll of the tray holding it up to my mouth "you mean nothing to me dead.""Tough. I'm sorry I'm not cooperating with your stupid little plans" His eyes seared into me, before his hand roughly grabbed my jaw. "есть женщина" "Sam your hurting me!" he squeezed my cheeks harshly, fo
Amandolo- My Cruel Mafia Man? chapter 16
The next day I was able to leave. I was fine to walk but Christiano insisted on wheeling me to his room in a wheel chair. Everyone smiled at me sympathetically, I felt like an idiot. His room was as I expected it, it was strangely nuetral for him, I expected black.. I stationed myself on his sofa, the TV displaying reruns of friends. Someone would come and check on me every 20 minutes, often bringing food... or flowers... they do know who I am right? I am noone? I quietly watched the sun set over the garden, expecting Christiano to return soon. Right on time the door opened. Behind Christiano was a maid, holding a large silver tray. She placed it on the side table before leaving quietly. Christiano went straight to the bathroom, and stayed there for a while, before the shower turned on. I stood, stalking across to the food. A greasy cheesy toasty sat there oozing... oh my god. By the time he emerged from the bathroom the sandwich was long gone, and I'd relocated to the bed. A smil
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Amandolo- My Cruel Mafia Man? 2.34
Today was it. The day I get to rewrite my own love story. In a strange way I feel lucky, loosing my memories meant I get to relive them all over again... I get to fall in love again.. I get to marry him again. Not alot of people can say they've done that! I studied myself in the mirror, smoothing down the skirt of my dress. Carly messed my hair, placing jewelled clips into the braided parts before placing the veil. She stepped back, a loving look on her face. "omg V... you look amazing..." "You look amazing" I replied, walking over to her side. She was dresses in a lavender dress, her blonde hair held in a high ponytail. "Now" she began, "Are you ready?" She asked, smiling at me expectantly"Yeah... I'm ready" I replied, before heading towards the door. ----"Where are we going?" I asked Carly, worried about how long we'd been in the car. "It's a suprise!" She said excitedly."Carly I don't do well with suprises!" I said, getting nervous. "Don't worry, you'll love it" she said,
Amandolo- My Cruel Mafia Man? 2.33
That morning I'd woke up alone, Christiano had gone to work and I was in charge of the children. Luca was easy, he just needed a fully tummy and a cosy spot and he'd sit happily, snoozing occasionally... Rosie was the opposite, she was a cheeky soul who was up for challenging me at all times. She wanted to choose what she wore, her ideal outfit was a yellow dress with purple tights and orange boots. Clearly she got her fashion sense from somewhere else. Mid morning, Luca had gone down for a nap, his face content as he dosed in his moses basket. Rosie was playing with some play dough, creating a plate for her lunch."What do you want for lunch mummy?" she asked, rolling green dough to peas. "I'll have a burger please chef!" I laughed, before flicking through the photo album. My wedding... Christiano had told me we'd had to have a rushed wedding, but we looked so in love. The next few pictures were of when Rosie was born, one of me holding her just after, one of her dressed in a fusch
Amandolo- My Cruel Mafia Man? 2.32
Christiano I pulled up outside the hospital as I always did. In the same space I always parked in. I walked the same way, I saw the same people. But today felt different.I couldn't tell if it was a good or bad different... I just knew it felt new. As I entered his ward, I saw nurses rushing past me, panicked looks on their faces. I didn't think anything of it for a second, I thought it may have been someone else... until I saw them run to Angelo's room. I picked up my pace, quickly approaching the door to where he was. Doctors and nurses crowded around him, too many for me to see what was happening. I pushed the door open, a few nurses heads turning to look at me. Noone said anything for a moment, making my heart sink. A doctor blocked my view, but I could tell something had happened. Something had changed. "Can we get him another 20mg of morphine please" the doctor instructed a nurse, before continuing what he was doing. The nurse returned, injecting the liquid into a tube which
Amandolo- My Cruel Mafia Man? 2.31
The next few days were strange. Overwhelmingly bizarre. When Christiano finally brought Luca and Rosie home I felt evil for not knowing them... for not loving them. But that quickly changed. Despite loosing my memory, the love you feel for your children is overbearing. It felt right, it felt good. Rosie didn't really understand why I couldn't remember her. She thought I was just being silly, playing games with her. Everytime she would run up to me, asking me weird questions, she'd stop shortly after... questions clearly running through her mind. But then she'd smile, and I knew she couldn't care less that I didn't remember. She was just happy I was there.I couldn't believe she was mine... I mean looking at Christiano you could see why she was so pretty... but she was spunky and vibrant... how Christiano described me to be... And Luca...this tiny being with bright glistening eyes was so pure... he was so tiny still, his airy brown hair beginning to grow on his head. He smiled, his
Amandolo- My Cruel Mafia Man? 2.30
"What?" He asked, looking at me strangley "I-I don't know you." I muttered"It's me-" He began, his face now full of concern."I said I don't know who you are. Please can you leave..." I said"Vanessa, it's me, Marco." He said astonished "I don't know a Marco" I replied. "You don't remember? Anything?" He asked.I searched my head, looking for an answer. The last thing I remember was leaving home."No" I said, tears filling my eyes "Why are you looking at me- like that?" I asked, my voice breaking "I-i need to go and make a call. You rest." Marco said, before quickly leaving the room. What was happening? I don't understand... he said I knew him? I'd never met a Marco..."It's good to see your awake Mrs Acerra" a young female doctor said, as she entered the room followed by a flock of nurses. "What? My names Vanessa Diamond..." I replied, pulling my blanket closer to meThe doctor looked at the nurses, before whispering to one "page Dr Newbury..."."What's happening? Noone is tell
Amandolo- My Cruel Mafia Man? 2.29
Christiano "No!" I cried out, as he aimed the gun at her. He froze, his eyes darting to me. "You'll get your turn" He said, smirking wildly."Please..." I mumbled. Dario looked at me with shock, before dropping his arm."What was that?" He mocked"I said... I said please. Please don't kill her. Kill me, sure... but please let her live, our children need their mother... please" I pleaded, not caring about my pride anymore. All I cared about was her, It didn't matter if I died a laughing stock... as long as I knew she was still alive, she was there for our children. "My oh my" Dario said, holding onto his heart for extra affect. "That's sweet. Really, I mean it. It almost makes me want to change my mind... but... alas..." He paused, before turning back to Vanessa. She still lay lifeless, her body in an awkward position. "Please can I atleast see my bambino's first.... can we have time together as a family?" I pleaded, hoping he'd give me enough time to think of a plan. Dario seeme
Amandolo- My Cruel Mafia Man? 2.28
Vanessa Hindsight is a wonderful thing. Being able to look back on a situation with new knowledge that could have changed it all... It allows you to say what if? What if I'd done that differently? What if if said something else? In retrospect my life could have been so different. If I would have conformed to my mother's wishes who would I be? Would I be 'normal'? Would I be happy? Sad? Alone? I wouldn't be here that's for sure... locked in this bare room waiting for what probably will be the day I finally die. If I hadn't had gone into the club that day... would I still have met him? Was he written in my stars? Or was it just a matter of chance? Of consequence?But looking back I don't regret a thing. Yes I'm locked in a room holding onto my terrified daughter waiting for something... anything to happen. But I'd do it all over again to have the chance to love him... to marry him... to have our two beautiful children. Looking back is great... we can ask what if? But why should w
Amandolo- My Cruel Mafia Man? 2.27
VanessaI could feel nothing. My whole body was so numb I wasn't even sure where I was.... or what was happening.Nothing made sense. People walked before me, speaking words I couldn't comprehend. I knew it was English... I know I should be able to understand... but my head felt as though it was going through a never ending spin cycle. What had he given me? Why did I feel this way? Where are my children?I watched him pace back and forth, his face amused as I sat in complete silence. He opened his mouth, noise flooding out but I couldn't understand at all. It was as though he'd turned me back into a baby... I couldn't understand, I couldn't talk or really move... He moved towards me, his hand roughly grabbing all clump of my hair, pulling my face up to meet his. He leered down at me, a menacing look in his eyes. He stayed still for a moment, before roughly dropping the hair, my head falling down clumsily. He was laughing at me. Laughing at what he'd done to me. Laughing at my incomp
Amandolo- My Cruel Mafia Man? 2.26
2 hours earlier"Rosie it's time for bed now" I said again, as I reached the top of the stairs. "Not until daddy comes home!" She squeeled before running back into her room."Daddy isn't coming home tonight, he's got stuff to do... he'll be here when you wake up" I said, wandering into her room. She stood expectantly, her arms crossed, a pout on her face. "You know that only works on daddy" "But..." She said, making her voice shake. "Your just like your dad, you know that.." I laughed, before grabbing her pajamas off the end of the bed. "Now bed time please. Be good or when daddy comes home I'll tell him you've been naughty""I don't care" she said, rolling her eyes. "Then he won't take you on your super special secret birthday suprise..." I said, before heading towards the door."Wait!" She squeeled "If I go to bed, you won't tell daddy?" "Pinky promise" I chuckled "Ugh fine" she sighed, exactly like Angelo would. I passed her the pajamas before pulling the door shut behind me.
