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Amandolo- My Cruel Mafia Man? chapter 28
"Vanessa you have to come and eat" Angelo stood at the door of Christiano's hospital room, his head resting against the door frame. Angelo had sprained his ankle, and apart from many cuts and bruises but was generally unscathed. "I'm fine" I looked back at his sleeping body, he had been in a coma for a week now, and I haven't left his side."Christiano will kill me when he wakes up and your nothing but a pile of skin and bones" he moved towards me, sitting on the chair beside me "Christiano won't go anywhere. He'll be here when you get back after eating something""can't you just bring me somthing?" I pulled my legs up onto the chair, resting my head on my knees."you can't eat it here, hospital rules" he looked at his best friend, lifeless in the bed. "when I see them aŕseholes I'm going to personally blow their fùcking heads off" "I think I'll join you in that mission" we looked at each other smiling our joint thirst for revenge. "hey can you teach me how to use a gun, I want to b
Amandolo- My Cruel Mafia Man? chapter 29
1 week laterI had been to visit Christiano everyday, he was getting stronger every time I saw him. The doctor said he was lucky, one of the bullets missed his spinal cord by an inch, if it had hit it he would have been paralysed. But he still couldn't walk, not that well anyway. They moved him to his room, where he had bars put in the corner of the room where he practiced walking, and everyday he got better. The determination in his eyes was unmatchable, he had a hunger to get well again... Currently, I was sat on his bed flicking threw an old Italian magazine as he walked back and forward along the poles, discomfort across his face. "you should take a rest, you've been at it for 2 hours now" I looked up at him, he was clearly struggling, but he was stubborn and I knew he wouldn't stop until he could walk on his own again."I need to get back to work, the mafia doesn't run itself" "Angelo is doing an amazing job, you'd be so proud of him" I closed the magazine, placing it on the o
Amandolo- My Cruel Mafia Man? chapter 30
I sat in the club, the lights on as girls rehearsed around me. "you look deep in thought" Angelo appeared beside me, his hands in his pockets"I've got a lot on my mind" He looked down at my hand, his face confused slightly"when did that happen?" he gestured to the ring"yesterday" "you don't seem to happy about it..." he gestured to the gardens "want to have a chat?" I nodded, following him outside. "Why aren't you shouting it from the rooftops?" we walked out into the alley"I don't know... I love him... I just... it's so quick""Christiano may be hard to deal with, but when he says something he means it..." he looked at me "he doesn't take love lightly, if he gave you that he is serious about you""I know... but there's this part of me that's... absolutely terrified." I grimised"what are you afraid of?" he shocked me by asking that. I hadn't actually thought of what I was afraid of..."I- I don't know... I suppose being happy" realisation dawned over me."that's not a good en
Amandolo- My Cruel Mafia Man? Chapter 31
4 months later"Vanessa have you seen my phone?" Jasper walked back through the front door, briefcase in hand."it's probably over there" I gestured to the coffee table from my seat in kitchen.Your probably wondering how I got here... your probably hating on me for running to Jasper. But the truth is... I had nowhere else to go. He had told me the truth about Christino and that made me trust him, but mainly I couldn't find a job so I had no choice.Jasper was okay, but he was boring. He left for work at 7am every morning, and he didn't return until 8pm at night. I was locked in his penthouse all day with nothing to do... and when I say locked I don't mean literally... I was too scared to go outside. Too scared Christiano would find me and lock me up in his basement..."breaking news. Adele Acerra has died at the age of 46. It is suspected she had ties to the Italian Mafia. However her death is being ruled as non suspicious as she died of heart failure. More after the weather with Est
Amandolo- My Cruel Mafia Man? chapter 32
Cristiano pulled up outside the mansion, turning off the ignition. He looked over to me, his hand taking mine which was rested on my knee. "There's going to be a lot of questions" he stated"I know. I don't blame them" I looked out of the window, it was quiet, and the lights coming from the house were dim. He smiled, before stepping out of the car. I followed him, closing the door behind me. "I can't wait to have a shower" I looked down at the blood which still covered me."we'll go there straight away" he picked up my hand from my side, before pulling me into the house."The wanderer returns" Angelo stood at the top of the stairs"Keep it quiet Angelo, we'll do greetings in the morning" Christiano sounded slightly annoyed, but he just smiled lightly..."I had them move her stuff" Angelo began down the steps, his eyes glued to his phone."what does he mean move my stuff?" I pulled my hand away, crossing my arms tightly. "I just had them put some of your clothes into my bedroom" Chr
Amandolo- My Cruel Mafia Man? chapter 33
I shot up as the loud banging continued. The door shook slightly, and I could hear someone impatiently shuffling outside."fùck it" he grunted, I heard the sound of a key in the lock, before Angelo walked in. "oh good morning... did I wake you?""no, because loud banging never wakes people up." I said sarcastically "what are you doing?""have you seen Christiano?" he walked over to the bathroom, checking it briefly before walking back out into the room"not since last night... I've been kind of sleeping..." He looked at me annoyed, before he sighed loudly. "how is it impossible to keep track of someone who is 6 foot 5 and weighs like 250 pound?" he pinched the bridge of his nose before sitting down in the arm chair in the corner."why are you looking for him?" "well he happens to be the mafia boss, and that tends to come with responsibilities such as attending meetings, signing deals..." he trailed off"yes I know that... but it's his problem if he doesn't run his group properly""w
Amandolo- My Cruel Mafia Man? chapter 34
"mi dispiace per la tua perdita" another old man said, before sitting down and continuing his conversation. "I hate funerals, my momma hadn't seen half of these people for 30 years, but they come here and pretend that they cared" he whispered clinically."they are just paying their respects" "I know that, but I'm pretty sure that man screwed my dad over once..." he scowled"stop complaining, and just... remember" he guided us over to two seats near the front of the room, sitting next to Angelo. "if I remember it makes me sad" he whispered, trying not to let Angelo hear him."it's okay to be sad" "It's not for me" he took my hand in his "when I'm sad I tend to get angrier" he squeezed my hand firmly, pulling it over and holding it on his lap. "I'm so glad your here" he smiled, before turning back to the front of the room. I looked around the room awkwardly, it was filled with a mixture of the men from the estate and old Italian men. My eyes caught a glimpse of bright blonde hair,
Amandolo- My Cruel Mafia Man? chapter 35
I closed the door behind me, watching as he paced the room, his hands rubbing his face harshly. I wanted to tell him to calm down, that everything would sort itself out... but I'd be lying. This was a mess. "I can't believe it" he stilled, his eyes locking onto me. "how is she not dead?" "she said something about the Russian mafia threatening both you and your mother" "that's not a legitimate reason to pretend to be dead for 5 years!" he threw his hands in the air, before locking them behind his head."I know..." "fùck!" he yelled, before he seemed to calm down slightly."do you want to talk about it?" I asked, hoping he didn't want to take out his anger on me... if you know what I mean"no. I'm done with talking. I need you" I scoffed, hoping he was just talking about a nice cuddle and ice-cream. He walked over to me quickly, slamming my back against the door. "I don't think this is a good solution" "it's the best solution" he looked down at me, his eyes growing black."I jus
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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.
